Sorry guys, still nothing new in this fic, just adding in scene dividers, nothing else has changes barr a few glaring grammar errors
In her Potions Master's arms
JJ Carter woke to the sound of someone knocking on her front door. Rolling out of bed and grabbing her wand, she wondered who the hell would be looking for her. It was the start of the second week of the summer holidays, and she had been sleeping in. Grumbling to herself she opened the door, and was shocked to find Potions Master Severus Snape on her doorstep.
"Professor! Um... come in, I guess," she stuttered.
"For you, Miss Carter," said the professor, handing the surprised student an envelope, and stepping inside.
Opening the envelope, JJ was surprised to find it was from Professor Dumbledore. "I've to go to Hogwarts," she stated. "With you sir. What the Hell would the Headmaster want with me?"
"I havent the faintest idea, Miss Carter, now I suggest you get dressed so we can go." Professor Snape sounded impatient. Looking down, JJ realised that she was wearing pyjama bottoms and a tattered old hoodie. She didn't recall going to sleep in them. Then again, she didn't recall going to sleep at all. "Right. Clothes. One sec." She raced back upstairs to her bedroom, leaving a faintly irritated Snape behind her.
JJ pulled on a pair of old black jeans and an Elmo t-shirt, and ran a comb through her hair. She checked her reflection in the mirror on her way out the door. She was short, only 5 foot 2 inches, her hair was cut short, and was a light brown colour. Her eyes were hazel, hidden behind the square black frames of her glasses.
Snape raised an eyebrow at her t-shirt when she joined him again downstairs five minutes later, but said nothing. He took what appeared to be an old hairbrush from his pocket, and held it out to his student. JJ put a hand on it, and immediatly felt the characteristic jerk of portkey travel. Seconds later, the pair arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Snape swept up the long driveway, his black cloak billowing around him. JJ followed him towards the castle that had been her school for the past 6 years.
The halls of Hogwarts were mostly silent, the only sound coming from the soft murmer of the portraits that lined the walls, and the squeaking of JJ's purple high tops. Walking beside Snape, she got the chance to look at him properly. He was tall, 6 foot 1 inch, and quite thin. His hair was black, and most said it was greasy, but JJ reckoned that was from standing over cauldrons all day. He was quite pale, with a rather large nose, cold black eyes and thin lips. JJ looked down at his hands. Her mum used to say that you can tell alot from someone's hands. Snape's were pale, like the rest of his skin, with long, thin fingers. They were covered in small burns from years of being a Potions Master. He was young, she knew. About 30. It was amazing the respect that he had from his students. JJ supposed that respect came from fear. He could be very intimidating when he wanted to be. Gryffindors like her were usually at the receiving end of his insults and mean comments. JJ didn't mind him though. She was good at Potions, and he usually left her alone.
Under the many layers of the black robes that cloaked the professor's lean frame, JJ knew a Dark Mark was concealed. The brand of the Dark Lord himself rested on this man's forearm, and yet, she thought, he was not a Death Eater. A Death Eater was someone who killed and destroyed for fun. Someone who believed themself to have a right above other humans because of their ancestry. JJ knew that Snape did not. Her mother had told her the story of him turning to Dumbledore when he realised the monster he had pledged his loyalty to. Without him, many more people would have died in the First Wizarding War.
Snapping out of her reverie, JJ realised that they had reached the Headmaster's office. Snape gave the password, and they stepped onto the moving staircase. JJ felt a sudden rush of nerves, as any student did when called to Professor Dumbledore. Snape opened the door at the top of the staircase, and entered the office as she followed. Dumbledore sat behind his desk, reading some papers. He looked up when they entered. "Ah Miss Carter," the old man smiled at JJ. "Have a seat."
"Good morning Headmaster," JJ greeted as she sat in the wooden chair across his desk.
"We have a very important matter to discuss, Miss Carter," the headmaster informed her. "Concerning the events of last summer." JJ nodded, trying to stop the wave of emotion that threatened to engulf her whenever she thought about what had happened. She listened as Dumbledore continued:
"I believe it would be unwise to allow you to live alone for the summer, so I am going to assign you a protector."
"My apologies, Headmaster, but I fail to understand why I am here," Snape interjected.
"Well, Severus, you are to be her protecter."
The look on Snape's face mirrored her own, JJ was sure. "What? Why me?" Snape demanded angrily. "Why not someone else?"
"Well Severus, as you are a fully trained Order member and your job as a professor means you are not currently working, I believe you are the best choice." Dumbledore's tone was calm, but there was an air of authority in his words. "You will stay with Miss Carter for the summer."
"Hang on, don't I get a say in this?" JJ asked. "I'm of age, and perfectly capable of looking after myself. I don't need to be protected."
"Miss Carter, I apologise, but your mother asked me to ensure your safety should anything happen to her, and I believe having Severus stay with you is for the best. That is final." The Headmaster's mind was made up.
"So I must spend my summer babysitting a Gryffindor. Lovely," Snape's sarcasm made JJ think that he would certainly not be fun to live with for the summer.