A Professors Daughter
Chapter 1 A new Student?
It was cold and dark, just like everything was down in the dungeons of the castle. Sometimes damp with that twinge of light that reflected itself from the pools that gathered on the floor but that was it. It was dark, you could barely see three or four inches in front of your own nose. The perfect place for danger and trouble to arise. Students stayed clear of this place unless they were almost forced to go down to the dark depths. It wasn't only the dungeons they had a fear for it was also their professor.
Potions was taught down in the dark corridors of the dungeons, a difficult class even for the brightest of Hogwarts students. A hard place to concentrate, being it cold and damp and little light to see your books text. That was how Professor Snape prefered it, dark. If students couldn't see their book text it would give them something to do when they had nothing to do. Professor Snape was a hard teacher to like or better yet even get along with.
Professor Snape unlike most teachers kept to himself and preferred not to socialize with his students and help them with their studies, unless they were in Slytherin of coarse then maybe he would spare a few moments with them to help them pass their classes but of all else that was it. He would return to his chambers lined with dark drapes that covered the smallest of windows to shut of the light of the outside world. His chambers where lined with shelves that where either filled with vials of liquids of some sort or they were filled with books, with subject from potions to dark arts. In all Professor Snape liked it alone and hated the thought of anyone thinking of him being otherwise.
Professor Snape prepared himself for the feast, the new students had arrived, he had to make sure they did look to him and give the assumption of him being nice. He walked from his chambers and towards the great hall before which he was stopped by Professor McGonagall. Rolling his eyes from being stopped by a teacher he did favor to particularly, he stopped and waited for her to speak.
"Professor, the headmaster would like to speak to all of us before this evenings activities." His eyes narrowed at the thought for why, but he followed the professor to a side room the teachers used for their small meetings about the students and their welfare. Snape took a seat near the back so when done he could make a quick exit. He watched as the head master stood in front of the teachers and being to speak of this year's events. Snape practically ignored him till something was said about a transfer student. Looking up he listed closely hoping to know the reason and why.
"A young lady." Professor Dumbledore spoke "Is being transferred from the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and to continue with her schooling here." A teacher of coarse asked why. "Her mother had became very ill and asked before she died that she be moved to this school so that she could be closer to her father." All the teachers nodded and understood not really wanting to know the identity of the girl or her father. The teachers where dismissed from the meeting and they soon took their seats in the great hall to greet their students.
It was Marcus Flint third year at Hogwarts, everything had gone well to his thought of course. Just school like it always was school. He sat with his Quidditch team along with all the other Slytherin and chatted basic plays and how their summer was. There was always the begging's of a plot to continue the tradition of Slytherin winning the house cup.
All the houses watched as the teachers filed in a sat down the head master in the center. The head mistress came to the center to announce the arrival of the new first years and soon left to retrieve them. The room soon filled with light chatter after the professor left and soon all was quiet as the doors opened and they watched the first year file in.
Marcus watched like he did the year before, head held in his hand scoping through think which of them would be a part of the Slytherin house. He just watched them until he notice something odd. One stood out from the rest, a student that was, not to be rude in his mind, bigger than the rest. Its seems that the whole school had noticed her and the chatter had began. They were soon silenced by Professor McGonagall and the school fell silent as she explained about how they were going to be sorted in to their houses.
Marcus was still very curious about this student, a female, with very long dark brown hair that was almost black to his eyes. He watched as she stood patiently waiting as one after the other of the first years where sorted until she was left standing looking up at the head mistress waiting to be told what to do next. The Professor cleared her throat and the students waited.
"We have a new third year that will be joining us this year and hopefully staying with us till she finishes her schooling." The Professor motioned for her to stand beside her. She had bright green eyes one of the first things that Marcus noticed. Whispers went through the crowd of his table, she wasnt bad looking compared to most that came to this school. He wounded just like the rest of the school, What crest would she be baring while she was here? "This is Alexandria Elizabeth Austin, she transferred from the Beauxbatons academy of magic." The professor gestured for her to take a seat, as she did she put the sorting hat on her head and waited.
"Hmmm." They all heard the hat mumble as he thought. "Smart girl, and talented no doubt you proved yourself to your classmates in France huh, let me see, very hard to decide." Everyone waited for some reason Marcus like his team mates couldn't take his eyes off of her. "Your father went to school here is that right." Alexandria nodded looking up at the hat through her long bangs that hid her face slightly. "Then I know where to put you, you have his talent and his skill." The whole school waited. "Slytherin." It wasn't shouted out like all the other it was as if the hat was uncertain of putting her in that house in the first place.
Alexandria stood and nodded to the Professor as she pointed where to go, everyone was clapping and cheering for her as she walked over to the table and sat at the very end. Looking down the table she nodded and smiled as the students in her house smiled back at her. Soon the clapping stopped and they all turned to the headmaster, who announced some new rules that were instated, and the feast began.
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