~*¤*~ Welcome to the Family Tree ~*¤*~
By: *The Riddle Daughters* A.K.A~ Malissa and Mortania
A/n: We are sitting here and being really bored. So we thought to write. And after reading a Severitus Response story we thought what the hey! And write this one. Hehe! So, by productions of *The Riddle Daughters* we bring you.. ~*¤*~ Welcome to the Family Tree ~*¤*~
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry, or any of the regular characters....although we wish we owned Severus, and Tom....and Draco. But we own all unfamiliar characters, the main ones here will be The Snape Family, Severus, Sasha, and Sheridan, and though I won't go into complete detail, the stepsisters and Sasha and Sheridan's step mum, Clairese, Mine and Malissa's mum. Anywho, here it goes.
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~*¤*~ The 6th Year ~*¤*~
"So, 'Mione, what'd you do all summer eh?" Harry Potter looked across the table at Hermione Granger, who was wearing her Prefect pin.
"Well, Harry, I went to Ron's. Ginny and I developed a plan on how to get McGonagall to blush..." Hermione leaned forward, "In which is a really leak proof plan, especially since we dug up everything that we could on her."
Harry looked at Ginny who was nodding, and her red hair falling in her face. Just then McGonagall spoke. "Oh really Miss Granger, well, I am sure you can't find as much on me as you think. But...you can hand these out to all the students in this house." McGonagall handed Hermione a pile about 3 inches thick and Hermione almost fell at the wait. She blushed.
"Yes Prof.." Hermione stopped and looked at the second class of the morning. "But, we can't have Potions for the second class of the day, Professor..."
Harry's hand hit the table and McGonagall got a sympathetic look. "Sorry Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, if I could change it for you, I would. But I cannot. Maybe Professor Snape has changed a bit.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** As soon as all the Slytherins and Gryffindors were settled in their seats, the door to the Potions classroom swung open. In came an already angry looking Professor Snape, as he stood in the front of the room he started out very abrupt, making many students jump.
"Class! I demand your full attention, as to I have just had the first year Gryffindors and believe me, they are worse than Longbottom! Now, by the way, Longbottom that'll be 10 points from Gryffindor, for your death stare. Now! I am sure that out of this whole class, the Slytherins and Gryffindors, alike with an exception of four students, that you all have forgotten the exact art of potion making. Now, I am glad to admit that the first potion we will be starting will be the only..." He stopped and looked at Lavender Brown, "10 points from Gryffindor, and put that away. All it does is makes you vulnerable to gossip, and which we don't have time for! So, the potion ingredient is on the board, follow each ingredient down to the last period. I expect to see a dark red potion at the end of class, and Mr. Longbottom, minus 100 points for the potion you are about to blow up, spew, whatever you are going to do."
A few of the Slytherins began laughing at that remark and Snape took a seat at his desk. About half way through class, Sasha Snape looked up and put her towel in front of the cauldron. A minute later Sheridan Snape did the same. Sheridan, she was 5'5" tall and had dark red hair, so dark, it nearly looked black. Her eyes were an odd colour of Navy Blue. She just had arrived the night of September 1st. Then about 5 minutes later at the exact same moment Mortania and Malissa Wolffang did the same thing as Sheridan and Sasha. Professor Snape got up and walked behind all four girls, but then he looked across at the Gryffindors. Sure enough, Neville Longbottom's cauldron was starting to melt, and the potion was spewing everywhere. Hermione Granger jumped up on the seat of the chair and then yelled for Snape he just stood there, his jaw got clenched and her took a deep breath.
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Well, that's all for now! Ok! Well, Review for more! Okay! Cause no review = no more story! Ok!
Love, Malissa and Mortania.
By: *The Riddle Daughters* A.K.A~ Malissa and Mortania
A/n: We are sitting here and being really bored. So we thought to write. And after reading a Severitus Response story we thought what the hey! And write this one. Hehe! So, by productions of *The Riddle Daughters* we bring you.. ~*¤*~ Welcome to the Family Tree ~*¤*~
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry, or any of the regular characters....although we wish we owned Severus, and Tom....and Draco. But we own all unfamiliar characters, the main ones here will be The Snape Family, Severus, Sasha, and Sheridan, and though I won't go into complete detail, the stepsisters and Sasha and Sheridan's step mum, Clairese, Mine and Malissa's mum. Anywho, here it goes.
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~*¤*~ The 6th Year ~*¤*~
"So, 'Mione, what'd you do all summer eh?" Harry Potter looked across the table at Hermione Granger, who was wearing her Prefect pin.
"Well, Harry, I went to Ron's. Ginny and I developed a plan on how to get McGonagall to blush..." Hermione leaned forward, "In which is a really leak proof plan, especially since we dug up everything that we could on her."
Harry looked at Ginny who was nodding, and her red hair falling in her face. Just then McGonagall spoke. "Oh really Miss Granger, well, I am sure you can't find as much on me as you think. But...you can hand these out to all the students in this house." McGonagall handed Hermione a pile about 3 inches thick and Hermione almost fell at the wait. She blushed.
"Yes Prof.." Hermione stopped and looked at the second class of the morning. "But, we can't have Potions for the second class of the day, Professor..."
Harry's hand hit the table and McGonagall got a sympathetic look. "Sorry Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, if I could change it for you, I would. But I cannot. Maybe Professor Snape has changed a bit.
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** As soon as all the Slytherins and Gryffindors were settled in their seats, the door to the Potions classroom swung open. In came an already angry looking Professor Snape, as he stood in the front of the room he started out very abrupt, making many students jump.
"Class! I demand your full attention, as to I have just had the first year Gryffindors and believe me, they are worse than Longbottom! Now, by the way, Longbottom that'll be 10 points from Gryffindor, for your death stare. Now! I am sure that out of this whole class, the Slytherins and Gryffindors, alike with an exception of four students, that you all have forgotten the exact art of potion making. Now, I am glad to admit that the first potion we will be starting will be the only..." He stopped and looked at Lavender Brown, "10 points from Gryffindor, and put that away. All it does is makes you vulnerable to gossip, and which we don't have time for! So, the potion ingredient is on the board, follow each ingredient down to the last period. I expect to see a dark red potion at the end of class, and Mr. Longbottom, minus 100 points for the potion you are about to blow up, spew, whatever you are going to do."
A few of the Slytherins began laughing at that remark and Snape took a seat at his desk. About half way through class, Sasha Snape looked up and put her towel in front of the cauldron. A minute later Sheridan Snape did the same. Sheridan, she was 5'5" tall and had dark red hair, so dark, it nearly looked black. Her eyes were an odd colour of Navy Blue. She just had arrived the night of September 1st. Then about 5 minutes later at the exact same moment Mortania and Malissa Wolffang did the same thing as Sheridan and Sasha. Professor Snape got up and walked behind all four girls, but then he looked across at the Gryffindors. Sure enough, Neville Longbottom's cauldron was starting to melt, and the potion was spewing everywhere. Hermione Granger jumped up on the seat of the chair and then yelled for Snape he just stood there, his jaw got clenched and her took a deep breath.
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Well, that's all for now! Ok! Well, Review for more! Okay! Cause no review = no more story! Ok!
Love, Malissa and Mortania.