Music Tames the Wild Beast

Hey, so this is the second Harry Potter fic that I've done. Generally I hate Harry Potter but I'm very fond of fics that change what happened because I'm not fond of JKR's writing style.

So in this, HBP and DH never happened. Everything is going quite well for Snape, he's been pardoned for being a Death Eater because he helped the Order destroy Voldemort. He returns to Hogwarts and resumes his post as Potions Master. Unfortunately for him the peace that he's found is shattered when Dumbledore appoints a music professor. HG is the Transfiguration professor and HP is the DAtDA professor. DM is the Charms professor and is actually nice (I know, shock horror! lol)

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I don't own HP, or any thing in that world except for a few OC's.

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Chapter 1

'When you're around I don't know what to do

I do not think that I can wait

To go over and to talk to you

I do not know what I should say' Contagious, by Avril Lavigne

Severus Snape sat in his office planning the year's Potions classes. It had only been 15 months since Voldemort had finally been killed and already Snape was bored. He needed a challenge. Before he could dwell on that Dumbledore's face appeared in his fireplace.

"Severus? Would you be able to come to my office? We have a new member of staff and you're the only one who hasn't met her." He said. Severus sighed but began to pack away his quill and ink before leaving the room with a dramatic sweep of his robes. Thanks to his long stride he soon reached Dumbledore's office, even though it was quite some distance from the dungeons. When he entered the office he saw a tall young woman with long black hair talking to Dumbledore in a language that Severus didn't recognise.

"Ah! Severus, this is Eleri Wynne Kaine, our new music professor. Eleri, this is Professor Severus Snape, the Potions Master." Dumbledore smiled, introducing him and the woman. She had very pale skin, paler than Severus' even, which contrasted sharply with her hair. She had bright sapphire blue eyes which stood out and shone with warmth and merriment. Severus noticed that she was wearing Muggle jeans and a t-shirt rather than the customary robes.

"Shwmae Severus." She smiled sweetly.

"Professor Wynne Kaine, unfortunately I have no idea what you said." Severus said emotionlessly.

"Gwnei mo areithia Cymraeg?" She gasped.

"Again, I am unable to understand you." Severus snapped, his temper flaring.

"I apologise, what I first said was "Hello Severus" and what I said second was "You do not speak Welsh"." She translated, her voice soft and musical with a prominent North Welsh accent.

"Well now that the introductions are over, why don't you help her set up her classroom Severus?" Dumbledore grinned, before pushing them both to the door.

"Yn busnesa chwilgi!" Eleri muttered.

"Would you mind translating that?" Severus growled, her tendency to speak in Welsh was beginning to annoy him.

"I said "Meddling busybody!"" She snorted. To her (and Severus') surprise Severus started to chuckle.

Because it was quite late Eleri and Severus agreed that they would set up the classroom the next day as it was over a week before the students were due to arrive.

When Severus arrived at Eleri's classroom she was already there and unpacking boxes. She was quite happily singing as she worked.

"Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi Gwlad beirdd a chantorion enwogion o fri Ei gwrol ryfelwr, gwlad garwyr tra mad Tros ryddid collasant eu gwaed.

Gwlad Gwlad, Pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad, Tra môr yn fur i'r bur hoff bau O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau."

Severus cleared his throat to get her attention. She turned around and smiled at him.

"Good morning. Sorry about that, I was just singing the Welsh national anthem." She smiled.

"Wales has a national anthem?" Severus asked with one eyebrow raised.

"Of course! It was its own separate country until 1283!" She said, her cheeks reddening and her eyes flashing with an angry passion. Rather than reply Severus took that opportunity to examine her appearance. Her long black hair was tied back with a dark blue ribbon, so dark that it was almost black, and she was wearing a simple dark blue floor length dress.

"Why don't we start setting up?" Severus finally said, hoping to calm her down. She agreed and they began using their wands to unpack everything she needed for her classes. Severus had never seen so many instruments in one room, she had a Celtic Harp, a Grand Piano, an Acoustic Guitar, a Violin, a Cello, a Harpsichord, a Xylophone, an Organ, a set of Panpipes, a Flute, a Clarinet, an Oboe, a Piccolo, a Trumpet, an Accordion and a Drum kit. Those were arranged in strategic places around the room with a large open space in the middle. Much to Severus' surprise there were no desks in the room but rather there were seventy cream chairs.

Severus didn't see much of Eleri after that, in fact he didn't see her at all until the welcoming feast where she was introduced.

"And as an extra bonus this year, Professor Wynne Kaine has decided to allow everyone the use of her classroom to practice music if they wish." Dumbledore grinned before he started the feast. It turns out that Eleri only has classes on a Sunday, so during her first lesson all the teachers stood at the back of her room to see what she'd do. The second year Slytherin and Gryffindors trooped in curiously and sat in the chairs waiting for Eleri to turn up. They were talking excitedly when she swept down from her office. Her hair was bouncing in soft curls around her shoulders and she was wearing a red and white dress with trailing sleeves. Wordlessly she walked over to the organ, sat down and began to play.

Everyone in the room fell silent as she played and when she finished, almost 10 minutes later, they simply sat there stunned and awed before bursting into applause.

"Thank you, now can anyone tell me what song that was?" She smiled softly.

Several hands waved in the air.

"Yes, you?" She asked, pointing to a small Gryffindor girl.

"Toccata and Fugue in D minor." She said quietly.

"Well done, 10 points to Gryffindor." Eleri smiled again.

"Can anyone tell me who composed it?" She asked. She was a little disappointed when several people thought it was Beethoven or Mozart but finally a young Slytherin boy got it.

"Johann Sebastian Bach." He smirked.

"That's right, 10 points to Slytherin." Eleri smiled. From there on she began getting them to sing and separated them into Sopranos, Altos, Tenors and Bass. By then end of the lesson all the students were convinced that the young Welsh woman was the best teacher they'd ever had and the same happened with all the other years.