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Sometimes it was nice to be late. Sometimes it just gave you time to think. But sometimes it was you, running from a couple of Death Eaters who are trying to kill you. Serena Fletcher was back from her mission in America. Being late gave her some time to finally think. She had gotten over the fact that Sirius Black might never come back to her again. She was over the fact she was hopelessly in love with her best friend of over two decades. She was determine to find him. He had escaped Prison. But he hadn't contacted her. But then again she hadn't contacted him either. She didn't know how.
Serena stopping in front of the iron gates that guarded Hogwarts. Dumbledore was expecting her. He had sent her a letter earlier that summer. It was about Tri Wizard Tournament. She was needed to help secure the school. Sadly the position for Defense Against the Dark Arts was taken, so she had been settled for Muggle Studies. This wasn't actually all that bad. She had lived in America for a few years during her mission as an Auror, and had done undercover as a muggle. It was actually very hard. She had had her wand taken away, and she couldn't believe she had actually survived those two years. She loved her job, but had taken some time off in the last year. She had needed time to think about Sirius. After he broke free of Azkaban she needed sometime to herself.
Serena readjusted her hood over her face. Her chocolate brown hair was a curly mess under the it. Her green eyes looked around nervously. Professor McGonagall was suppose to meet her at the gates to let her in. She hadn't seen her old professor in some time. It had been years since she graduated. The old Professor had no idea it was her she was meeting. Serena tapped her foot impatiently. Finally she heard a creak of iron gates and looked up to see McGonagall, lips pursed, her hair in a tight bun. "Dumbledore will be pleased to know that you're here, Ms..." "Fletcher." Serena smiled under her hood. "Fletcher?" Serena pushed her hood off her head, to reveal her face. The look on McGonagall's face was priceless. "Serena! It's been years!" Serena grinned. "It's so nice to see you again Professor." McGonagall lead her up to the castle, not bothering to help her with her trunk. Serena dragged it up the castle, silently hating herself for packing her wand in her trunk before she had apparated to Hogsmede.
The castle hadn't changed a bit. It was warm and inviting. Ghost floated through the halls, not bothering to move out of the way for the students. It was probably about time for the feast. McGonagall showed Serena to her private quarters and told her where her classroom was. The quarters were musty and old. She left Serena to her unpacking. Serena looked around and took out her wand. A simple cleaning spell took away the dirt and dust. She took down the curtains, which covered the window looking out to the Black Lake. Much better, she smiled. With a wave of her wand, her trunk unpacked itself and her cloths were banished to the chest of drawers. She set out some books and a copy of the Daily Prophet. The one telling about Sirius escaping Azkaban. She then set out for the Great Hall.
Severus Snape hated this. Dumbledore made him sit next to the incoming Muggle Studies Professor, who had yet to show up. He didn't even know if it was a man or woman. He secretly hoped they never showed up. Dumbledore made a lengthy speech about each professor as well as stating all the rules the squib Filch had made.
Alastor Moody had showed up, as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. As an ex-Auror, he made Severus a little nervous. It was just about time to begin the feast when a hooded figure entered the Great Hall, the golden doors opening with a loud creak. Dumbledore was in mid-sentence. Severus mentally smirked at the figure. It was probably the Muggle Studies professor. The only sound was the clack of heeled shoes that the person wore. The figure was about 5'7, slim, a crimson cloak blowing behind them. The figure lifted their hands to throw back the hood. Severus nearly dropped his fork when he saw the face. Olive skin, curly brown hair, emerald green eyes stared back at him, smirking. Serena Fletcher was back. She silently took her seat next to Severus. He recovered quickly and stared straight ahead. Dumbledore quickly recovered from the interruption. "Please welcome our new Muggle Studies teacher, Professor Serena Fletcher!" He extended a hand to Serena. She stood and flashed a row of perfect white teeth, before sitting down. Severus knew that smile. He had learned not to trust that smile years ago. Beautiful she may be. Naive she was not.
Serena nearly laughed aloud when she saw Snivellus's reaction, when he saw her. She knew he was thinking the same thing she was. She was back to make his life a living hell. She sat down next to him, and observed the Tri Wizard Tournament cup."Snivellus." Snape sneered. "Its Professor Snape to you." "Whatever you say Snivellus." He was not winning this battle. She was, after all, a Marauder. She pushed a lock of curly hair out of her face, and began to fill her plate. "Still the self loathing, sulky bastard I once knew?" "I don't know what you're talking about Fletcher." "Still on a last name basis? Its Professor Fletcher to you." She said in a mocking tone. Snape's knuckles turned white as he tightened his grasp on his fork. She grinned.
"Just because I'm older doesn't mean I still don't hate your slimy guts. Still mad at us Marauders? Still mad at Lily?"
"I will never be mad at Lily...I..lost her."
"Technically you can't lose something you never had."
Severus slammed his hand down on the table, making everyone jump. And getting everyone's attention. He glared daggers at Serena.
"Its not my fault Jamesie got there first. It's your fault. Blame yourself. If you didn't call that, she wouldn't have ran into his arms. Didn't know how hurtful words could be could you? Mudblood..." Serena hissed at him. She would never forget what he did to poor Lily Evans. She looked up at to see all eyes on her and Snape. She got up, and bent down to his eye level.."If you think I've forgotten, I haven't. I'm going to make sure your life is a living hell, as it ought to be." She whispered dangerously, before swiftly turning around and leaving the Great Hall.
Harry watched in confusion as the new professor hissed something at Snape. He turned to Hermione. "Whose the new Professor again?" Hermione leaned over and said, "That's Professor Serena Fletcher. She's an Auror. She was sent here for protection, during the tournament." "Do you think she knew my father?" Hermione shrugged. "Probably, the map does say her name. I reckon they were friends. Professor Lupin did mention a bit. I suppose she was a Marauder." "Do..do you think she's an Animagus?" "Maybe. I'd have to see her patronus." Harry frowned, "Why?" "Well. Mostly because since the Marauder's patronus's had to do with their Animagus, her's probably does as well."
Serena awoke the next morning, thinking of what she was going to do to Snape. She dressed in silence, slipping on a maroon sweater vest, over a white dress shirt, faded jeans, and sneakers. She put her hair up in a ponytail, put on a small amount of makeup, before deeming herself less horrid, and leaving her room. She made her way up to the High Table, and sat down next to Snape. "Snivellus." She greeted him. He rolled his eyes at her, and chose to ignore her. "Good morning." She started. "Did you hear of the escape of Sirius Black?" He nodded. "Talked to him since?" She paused, and urged herself not to burst out into tears. "You know I haven't. If I did, I wouldn't be here." Snape pressed on. "Does it bother you that Black slept with every girl who wasn't in Slytherin?" "Does it bother you, that you indirectly said he slept with Lily?" Snape's eye twitched. "Does it bother you, you're love of your life was imprisoned for giving away your best friend's position?" Serena nearly strangled him. She forced a smile.
"Does it bother you that your ex best friend married your enemy? Does it bother you that they have a child that you are forced to look in the face everyday? Does it bother you that James got in her pants before you could even muster up enough courage to ask her on a date?" She got up quickly, her chair falling over behind her. In one swift motion, she dumped her pumpkin juice on his head. "Watch your tongue." She then took a pancake and threw it at his face. She sneered at his syrup covered face, and left the room.
Harry turned to Ron and Hermione, laughing hysterically. "I'm beginning to like her." Ron grinned. "She's fiesty that one is." Hermione rolled her eyes. "She ought to be sacked." Ron turned her, eyes wide. "For what? Giving Snape a piece of her mind?" Hermione shut up, and muttered into her goblet.
"Muggle Studies. I am Professor Fletcher. Ex Auror, and here on Dumbledore's wishes. You may address me as Professor, or Professor Fletcher, that is all. Understood?" Serena turned her stoney gaze to the fourth years. Harry Potter was one of them. She mentally smiled. Her best friends son. He looked so much like James. He only had Lily's eyes. She sent a stack of books toward the students, distrubuting them. "Today we will be learning about muggle sports. Does anyone know any?" A few hands went up. Serena called on a bushy haired girl. "Yes Miss..." "Granger." "Can you answer the question?" "Yes Professor. There are many. The more popular ones are; Basketball, football or soccer in America, volleyball, golf, and tennis." "Thank you. Five to Gryffindor." Granger beamed. Potter was busy playing with a piece of parchment. Serena cleared her throat. "Um. Mr. Potter?" Harry looked up. "Yes Professor?" "What exactly are you doing?" Harry didn't answer. "Very well. Bring it here. You can get it after class." Harry handed over the Marauder's Map. Serena sat it on her desk and continued the class.
An hour later, Potter shuffled up to her desk. She was busy grading first year essays. "Professor?" Serena looked up. "Ah. Mr. Potter. What can I do for you?" Harry looked uncomfortable. "Um. Well you see, I needed my parchment back." Serena raised her eyebrows. "Oh yes. One moment." She got up and bent over to retrieve the map. "Mischief Managed." She smiled. Then she mentally slapped herself. OH SHIT. "Um. Professor?" "Yes Potter...?" "Did you...Did you know my father?" She turned to face Harry.
"Yes. We were close friends."
"Were you a Marauder?"
Serena smiled.
"Yes. I was."
"Then you knew Padfoot."
"Yes. I miss him. I miss all of them. Well not all of them."
"He speaks of you often." Harry clamped his hand over his mouth.
"Harry what do you mean?"
"Nothing..Nothing.." Serena grew impatient.
"NO! I mean seriously have you talked to him?"
"Yes.."
"You may go." Harry left. Serena slumped down in her chair. She had a free period. Something sterred in her stomach. She needed to get to the lake. Sirius was the first to figure out her secret. As a half Naiad, she was drawn to the water. She needed it. But first she had to go yell at an old man.
Serena stormed up the steps to Dumbledore's office, and threw open the door. "You knew didn't you! You knew that Harry was writing him! How could you? I loved him! He was my best friend!" Dumbledore smiled knowingly. "Serena, I know you love him. Write him. He'll reply. And I think you might need to go 'immerse yourself'." Serena nodded and sprinted out of the office. She walked briskly through the hallways and out of the castle. Rain began to pour down, and soon enough Serena was already soaked. Thunder cracked overhead, and no one was outside. She awkwardly took off her shoes and socks. The sand was rough on her feet as she walked toward the water. She pulled off the wool sweater, and the white dress shirt followed, as well as her dark blue bra. She blushed at the thought of someone sneaking up on her. Sirius had done that to her once. Scared her silly. She unbuttoned her jeans, and nearly fell over as her feet sunk into the sand. She pulled off her underwear and waded into the cold water. She decided to bring her want with her. Goosebumps covered her skin. Her curly hair was already wet from the rain, as she sunk into the water.
Her mother was a Naiad, and her father had been a wizard. She had inherited mortality from her father, and her looks and gifts from her mother. Only she had her father's eyes. Like Harry she had emerald green eyes. Like a Naiad she could breathe underwater. She had never ben in the Black Lake, and from what she had heard from Dumbledore, there were merepeople and beasts in the depths. Her kind lived in peace with them. She immersed herself completely in the water, and swam into the depths. She looked toward the singing of the merepeople. Her eyes were filled with the sweet song. Her attention was however distracted by the swish of tenticles behind her. To her horror, hundreds of grindylows appeared, ready to attack her. Being part Naiad, she sent them back spinning back into the seaweed, with a swish of her hand. Before they could come back after her, she swam to the surface. The rain had stopped, and left a thick fog.
She looked around, to make sure no one had was in her presence. She floated with her eyes just above the water. Her eyes flickered over a shadowy figure. Oh shit. "What are you DOING?" Severus bellowed. Serena giggled. "Swimming." Snape slowly walked over to the water's edge. His eyes ghosted over her discarded clothing. "Are you..are you wearing any clothing?" Serena snorted. "Pfff...No.." "Get out." "A bit forward are you?" Snape rolled his eyes and pointed his wand at her. "Now." "I have a wand too, Snivellus..." He silently disarmed her, and the wand flew to his hand. "Shit..." She swam toward him, her green eyes bright with mischief. He frowned. "Why do you have flowers in your hair?" "Why don't youu?" She mocked. "Oh get out." "Look away from my beautiful Naiad body!" She cackled. Serverus turned away, and Serena slipped on her wet cloths. Her hair stuck to her face. She turned to sprint away, but Snape sent a stunning spell at her, causing her to trip and fall on her face. She jumped up and brushed off her side, and prepared to run away. Snape was faster. He grabbed her arm and dragged her by her arm to the castle. Literally.
Many students sent Snape strange looks as he dragged Serena through the halls. "SEVERUS SNAPE YOU LET GO OF ME RIGHT NOW! YOU'RE FREAKING HURTING MY ARM! YOU'VE BROKEN IT! GOOD GOD SNIVELLUS! LET GO!" She then proceeded to kick him and bite him, which failed miserably. She was dragged up to Dumbledore's office, Snivellus glaring at her. "Headmaster, look what I found taking an afternoon swim, without any cloths." Dumbledore smiled over his half moon glasses. "Severus, you should know that Serena is half Naiad. Therefore she is drawn to water. It was I after all who suggested she went for a swim, she was looking quite ill." Snape's eyes went wide. "A Naiad? You mean those...those water patrons?" "Yes, Snivellus. My mother was one. I'm HALF. Please let go of me dude." Severus let go of her, and Serena sprinted out of the office, without a second glance. This was going to be a very long year.
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