I do not own any of the characters or anything relating to the actual plot of The Goblet Of Fire. All of that loveliness belongs to J.K Rowling. Also, spoilers for TGOF later on in the story... duh...
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Just wanted to fix a few things that were bugging me! Nothing to get too terribly excited about!~ A/N
"Oh my... I can only imagine what Severus will say about your decision, my dear Albus." Minerva McGonagall said with a concerned look on her aged face.
Dumbledore gave her a small smile and a reassuring look like he always did in situations much like this one.
"If he has anything to say-"
"ALBUS!"
"... he will say it to me if not anyone else..." He finished with a light sigh.
The doors crash open as Severus Snape stalks in, his black robes billowing behind him like they always did when he was infuriated or caught mischievous students on campus.
"Is it possible that you are growing senile on us Headmaster?!" He demanded, making his way to said Headmaster who sat patiently behind his desk.
"Severus, calm yourself." Minerva urged lightly taking a step towards him. Severus turned on his heal to face her.
"This does not concern you." He spat coldly before he turned back to Dumbledore.
Obviously, she could provide no assistance in controlling the situation at hand. All she could do was simply leave and allow him to continue acting like a child.
Dumbledore knitted his fingers together and rested his elbows on his desk, preparing himself for the Potion Master's rant.
"Have you forgotten that Hogwarts already has a potions professor?" Severus asked, annoyed as his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
Dumbledore shakes his head "no" silently; knowing anything he says now will only worsen his temper.
"Then enlighten me, and tell me why you thought another was necessary."
"You must allow me to fully explain then Severus, or you will find no enlightenment." Dumbledore replied calmly with a small smirk, as he opened a folder on his desk. Severus said nothing in return, sitting down in a chair in front of the desk the great wizard sat behind.
"We both know how large this school is and how many students attend... because of this, not as many students who wish to take your class, cannot. So, I decided to contact her... its best for Hogwarts to have as many professors as we can, especially if Mr. Potter is attending class here." He slides a paper to Severus as he glares down at it in both curiosity and suspicion... well, mostly suspicion...
He looks at it a bit more focused now, and realizes its the new professors resume. He picks up the paper with his slender fingers and shakes it out so it stands, making it so he can read properly.
In the top left corner, a small picture of a woman with long green and black hair smiles. Her skin is pale, not a sickly pale but a natural one. A silver moon could be seen hanging from her neck on a wide black cloth. Her cerulean eyes glittering with joy and a hint of irritation. Severus noted this, figuring he could use it against her later on... if need be.
"Lidea Anderson... She was quite happy when I asked her to come... said she was very eager to meet Hogwarts' students and professors." Dumbledore added as Severus looked over the resume, trying to get the stubborn Potions Master to at least consider her being at the school was a good idea.
There's a small frame of silence.
"I will even allow you to sit in on her first class, so you can determine if we should keep her." Dumbledore suggests having some speck of hope that he will agree. Severus nodded slowly, completely silent.
Hogwarts... Jesus freaking Christ I'm going to Hogwarts! Lidea thought as she squealed with joy in her bathroom.
She had gotten everything packed the night before and barely got any sleep, purely because she was much too excited to get any! In fact, that morning, her hair had settled on a bright neon blue, complete with yellow green tips; emphasizing her joy.
She had always dreamed of going to Hogwarts... Ever since she was 11, she had gotten the letters the owls would come bring her, but her mother insisted on home schooling her... In some ways Lidea was glad, as she was too embarrassed to attend after a rather unfortunate lesson with her brother...
When they were 14, their mother was teaching them about glamour spells. This lesson in particular, focused on one that would change their hair color.
Lidea went first, changing her brothers hair to an alarming shade of pink. Out of both embarrassment, and too much laughing, he had accidentally shot his wand at Lidea's hair, turning it into an ever-changing rainbow.
Her mother tried to fix it, but she discovered it was irreversible. Her hair changing a bright red, Lidea charged towards her little brother, chasing him around the living room and throughout the house. Since then, her hair color always represented the strongest emotion she felt
Once she was finished getting ready, she shoved all her make-up into her bag. Walking into her room, she threw the bag of make up in her suitcase, then flicked her finger to the bathroom. The various body sprays and toiletries float to the suitcase and place themselves in. Her chameleon, Crystal, shortly after floats in as well and perches herself on Lidea's right shoulder as she brushed out her hair and put it in a left side pony tail, the feathers in her hair elastic mixing with the rest of her hair.
Lidea looked herself over once more in her full length mirror.
She decided to wear something she could move in so the train ride wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. So, she wore a light weight black skirt, that hid her feet and the black white-toed converse on them. She might have been in her early 30s, but she still adored the canvas sneakers. With her skirt she wore a baggy white long sleeved shirt that hung around her shoulders. Her waist was tightly wound with a black, gray and silver patterned scarf, the leftover of the scarf hanging behind her.
Satisfied with her appearance, she turned, zipped up her suitcase, slung her purse over her left shoulder and grabbed her train ticket, suitcase and owl. She took in a deep breath as she met her front door, her free hand shaking nervously.
No turning back... make the right decision... And with that, she straightened her back, opened the door and made her way to the train station.
~HOGWARTS~
The train ride was a bit long, but Lidea had filled that gap by reading through her potions book that she had thrown in her purse. She didn't know why, but ever since her mother even told her of the different types of potions she was fascinated with them. She could spend hours just looking and studying the different ones in her book.
She was perfectly content,curled up on her train seat, reading through the steps of making Draught of Peace... untill she realized how many sets of eyes were on her...
It was really only the older students that stared, but more or less, it seemed like the whole train car was staring at her or talking about her.
"Must be the new professor, yeah?" They whispered to one another.
Lidea shifted awkwardly, refocusing on her book and trying her best to drone out the whispers; Crystal sleeping lazily on her shoulder.
After an hour or so, the train had arrived at its destination, and Lidea was putting her things back into her bag, waiting for the crowd of people to disperse.
When the last student passed, she stood and made her way down the aisle.
She was stopped halfway down the car by a very tall, large man with long black, gray-streaked hair and beard.
"You mus' be Miss. Anderson, yeah?" He asked kindly in his deep and loud voice.
She nodded a bit confused as to why he knew her name.
"I'm Rubeus Hagrid, but yeh can jus' call me Hagrid... Dumbledore wanted me t' see to it that yeh got t' Hogwarts; so yeh'll be ridin' wit' me." Hagrid informs with another kind smile.
Lidea returns the smile and nods.
"So how will we be getting there? Carriage? by foot, maybe?" She asked as she struggled to keep up with Hagrid's long strides. He stops at the open door and smiles.
"By boat." He replies as he steps off the train.
It was dinner time and the mess hall was swarming with students who filled the room with the hum of laughter and conversations. The new students had all been sorted, and Severus grew annoyed as Minerva motioned for them to hold off on revealing the food for tonight.
Hagrid opened the doors and held them open as a woman with bright blue and green hair timidly walked in.
The room had gone silent as she walked over to Minerva, who still had the sorting hat in her hand.
The woman's hair gradually turned a yellow orange as she approached the stool, setting off quiet exclamations and hushed conversations. Severus cocked his head at this and wondered if someone had directed a spell towards her.
As Lidea stopped in front of the stool Minerva smiled.
"You've never attended school here... we must sort you now so we know what house you represent." She explained, gesturing to the stool.
Both the students and all the teachers stared intently at her as she sat and the sorting hat began making its decision.
"Lidea Anderson... You're to be a professor here, huh?... Quite the beauty... Lets see here... Strong willed, lost your family in an accident... if you're provoked long enough you can and will not hold back... yet you are kind and good hearted..." The hat pauses in thought as Lidea fiddles with her hands in her lap, unsure of what to think, as she hadn't even the slightest idea of what house represented what.
"Where to put you... where to put you... hmm... You have qualities of both a Slytherin and Hufflepuff, but you can't be both now, can you?... Hmm... let's go with... HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat exclaims as the table of Hufflepuff students stand and cheer in joy.
"Figures..." Severus mutters under his breath.
Minerva guides Lidea to the seat next to her as Dumbledore reveals the food before them.
~Lidea's POV~
"Oh my, this place is so big!" I say with admiration to Minerva as I look out at the great ocean of students before us. Minerva smiles.
"Don't worry, you'll get used to it my dear." She reassures me before sipping from her chalice.
I shift in my chair, a bit uneasy as I see a man on the other side of Dumbledore with chin length black hair. He studied me with gray eyes, before scowling back to the students. I reach for my chalice and clear my throat.
"Who's that? The man with the black hair, I mean..." I ask Minerva, trying my best not to look over at him as I take a sip of water.
Minerva looks over at the other end of the stands, then sighs, clearly annoyed.
"That is Severus Snape... the other potions professor; by the looks of it he is still being childish..." She replies as she presses her lips in a thin, tight line, her face leaking irritation.
"What do you mean by 'still'?" I ask, turning to her. She glances at Snape again, then looks at me.
"He wasn't very thrilled when he found out we hired a new potions professor... We explained to him he wasn't being replaced; that it just gave the students an opportunity to take the class... but... He isn't as unhappy as he was before..." She replied, pushing her plate a few inches foreword.
I steal a glance at Snape.
The man was all in black... Hell, his eyes were so dark they even matched his robes! His nose was quite big, but it didn't over power his face, no... it more so suited the 'up-tight-pole-up-his-ass' vibe that he gave off. Yet strangely enough, he almost looked like the loving man that kept popping into my dreams for the past month.
I've never seen him before, so how the hell did he make his way into them?!
I sighed with frustration and moved Crystal into my lap. Staring at my plate, I played with my yellow orange hair, slightly annoyed that it had changed color in front of everyone, all at once...
Damn hair and changing with my emotions... I think bitterly, beginning to space out as I absent mindedly stroked Crystal's back.