Disclaimer: Everything in the story except for Manna and Merric belong to
someone else. NOT MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(A/N at the end of the story)
Back to the Future
Chapter One: Strange Reaction
Manna ran to her last class of the day, Potions. 'I can't believe that Snape is still there!' she thought. Since that was her double class with Slytherin, she wasn't looking forward to it.
She got there before anyone else, something she preferred to do. Snape looked at her, and raised his eyebrow at her, as usual. She gave him a small smile, "Hullo Professor." When he nodded towards her, she picked a seat.
While she wasn't fond of some of the people in her class, she liked Snape, as well as Potions... she inherited her father's talent in that respect.
She closed her eyes, after getting her supplies and the last class's homework, and thought of the things she had studied the night before in preparation for the test.
She was pondering who her partner would be for the following experiments when the test was done, when she heard people entering the room. She jerked, her eyes flying open, when someone brushed against her arm and sat in the chair next to her.
Her eyes met ones so blue, they seemed impossibly so, and blushed before regaining her control and turning away. He smirked at her, and turned back to get his supplies out.
Merric Gallagher was considered the 'droolworthy' guy of all the 5th years. He was classicly Black Irish, his dark hair reaching slightly past his shoulders, the strands sometimes obscuring his features.
Manna didn't shrink away when he ever neared her. She had a father who'd been a Slytherin, so she wasn't scared. Not taking after either of her parents, but making them proud nonetheless, she had been placed into Ravenclaw.
Snape saw the exchange, and looked down before anyone could see the humorous glint in his black eyes. He remembered a certain Slytherin and Gryffindor who'd had as explosive a reaction to eachother as these two.
He got up, his usual scowl in place, and went over to their table(A/N:Picture the lab tables that seat 2 per table).
"Is there a problem Ms. Malfoy? Mr. Gallagher?" he asked in that silkily dangerous voice of his.
Manna tilted her chin up and looked him in the eyes. "No sir," she replied, her voice skillfully blank.
Snape let a little of the wry humor show in his eyes before they cooled and turned to Merric.
He looked slightly smug as he answered, "No Professor."
Snape turned away and said, "You will have the rest of class for the test. Make sure to note each step. These are the potions that you are to make...."
As the potions appeared on the board, Manna stood and began to silently prepare the brews listed, marking down which ingredients and how much and the like. She was done, and still had 20 minutes to spare.
Snape walked over to her, judged how well she did with the potions, and each step that was meticulously written down. He felt the pleasure a teacher gets when a student does particularly well. He had to give her ten points less than was really deserved, if he were to keep his reputation as a bastard, but she really did excel in this particular class.
Manna smiled to herself, knowing that her score would be good. She spared a glance next to her, and saw Merric, just about done with his own test. He must have felt her gaze, for he flicked his eyes toward her and had his smirk back in place when he glanced back at his work.
Manna frowned, and turned back to put all of her things away, and drew out the book she was reading for her Muggle Studies class. She'd had her choice of books, but decided on a book by the author Nora Roberts.
It was interesting to her, to see how some muggles viewed magic. When Snape announced that class had ended, half of the room sighed in relief and cleared out as quickly as possible.
Manna got up, giving her Godfather another smile on her way out, and walked towards her dormitories. She stopped for a moment, leaning against the wall of one hall or another. She just had to finish this chapter of the book.......
She stiffened, her eyes closing, as something brushed against the back of her neck, her pale cheeks flushing. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the only other person in the hall walking once more, away from her. Her flint colored eyes widened when he turned back and looked at her, a smirk alighting on his face, but an enigmatic expression in his eyes.
She rubbed the back of her neck, still tingling, and went in the opposite direction, towards her dorm.
"Peach Cobbler," she said, and the painting swung open. She went up the stairs slowly, her thoughts muddled.
'What on earth is with that prat? And what is with my reaction to him? I mean, of course I'm attracted to him, any normal girl would be, but this is just..... freaky.' she thought to herself as she lay down.
She soon fell asleep, and her dreams were as troubled as her thoughts.
_______In the Slytherin Common Room_______
Merric sat with his thoughts, pleased at the reaction that the girl had had when he touched her. He felt attracted to her, as many guys in the school did. With her dark auburn hair mixed with gold, her light eyes, and her curvacious body, he couldn't imagine a guy NOT attracted to her.
He knew that he shouldn't be, and what a reputation he had, just because he was in Slytherin. Then again, he also knew that she was judged by her last name.
'But why doesn't this feel like just the usual lust that all guys feel around girls?' he wondered. He sighed, and walked to his room, flopping down on his bed and drawing the curtains shut. 'Well, fuck it. Doesn't matter anyways,' he thought to himself, but he was as convinced of that as he was that snow was hot.
A/N: Well, that's it for chapter one. I hope all of you who liked Looking Back will like this. I had planned on having a one shot, but since a few requested more, I've decided to give it a go. ^_^ Please review, and let me know how you like! 3, Chero
(A/N at the end of the story)
Back to the Future
Chapter One: Strange Reaction
Manna ran to her last class of the day, Potions. 'I can't believe that Snape is still there!' she thought. Since that was her double class with Slytherin, she wasn't looking forward to it.
She got there before anyone else, something she preferred to do. Snape looked at her, and raised his eyebrow at her, as usual. She gave him a small smile, "Hullo Professor." When he nodded towards her, she picked a seat.
While she wasn't fond of some of the people in her class, she liked Snape, as well as Potions... she inherited her father's talent in that respect.
She closed her eyes, after getting her supplies and the last class's homework, and thought of the things she had studied the night before in preparation for the test.
She was pondering who her partner would be for the following experiments when the test was done, when she heard people entering the room. She jerked, her eyes flying open, when someone brushed against her arm and sat in the chair next to her.
Her eyes met ones so blue, they seemed impossibly so, and blushed before regaining her control and turning away. He smirked at her, and turned back to get his supplies out.
Merric Gallagher was considered the 'droolworthy' guy of all the 5th years. He was classicly Black Irish, his dark hair reaching slightly past his shoulders, the strands sometimes obscuring his features.
Manna didn't shrink away when he ever neared her. She had a father who'd been a Slytherin, so she wasn't scared. Not taking after either of her parents, but making them proud nonetheless, she had been placed into Ravenclaw.
Snape saw the exchange, and looked down before anyone could see the humorous glint in his black eyes. He remembered a certain Slytherin and Gryffindor who'd had as explosive a reaction to eachother as these two.
He got up, his usual scowl in place, and went over to their table(A/N:Picture the lab tables that seat 2 per table).
"Is there a problem Ms. Malfoy? Mr. Gallagher?" he asked in that silkily dangerous voice of his.
Manna tilted her chin up and looked him in the eyes. "No sir," she replied, her voice skillfully blank.
Snape let a little of the wry humor show in his eyes before they cooled and turned to Merric.
He looked slightly smug as he answered, "No Professor."
Snape turned away and said, "You will have the rest of class for the test. Make sure to note each step. These are the potions that you are to make...."
As the potions appeared on the board, Manna stood and began to silently prepare the brews listed, marking down which ingredients and how much and the like. She was done, and still had 20 minutes to spare.
Snape walked over to her, judged how well she did with the potions, and each step that was meticulously written down. He felt the pleasure a teacher gets when a student does particularly well. He had to give her ten points less than was really deserved, if he were to keep his reputation as a bastard, but she really did excel in this particular class.
Manna smiled to herself, knowing that her score would be good. She spared a glance next to her, and saw Merric, just about done with his own test. He must have felt her gaze, for he flicked his eyes toward her and had his smirk back in place when he glanced back at his work.
Manna frowned, and turned back to put all of her things away, and drew out the book she was reading for her Muggle Studies class. She'd had her choice of books, but decided on a book by the author Nora Roberts.
It was interesting to her, to see how some muggles viewed magic. When Snape announced that class had ended, half of the room sighed in relief and cleared out as quickly as possible.
Manna got up, giving her Godfather another smile on her way out, and walked towards her dormitories. She stopped for a moment, leaning against the wall of one hall or another. She just had to finish this chapter of the book.......
She stiffened, her eyes closing, as something brushed against the back of her neck, her pale cheeks flushing. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the only other person in the hall walking once more, away from her. Her flint colored eyes widened when he turned back and looked at her, a smirk alighting on his face, but an enigmatic expression in his eyes.
She rubbed the back of her neck, still tingling, and went in the opposite direction, towards her dorm.
"Peach Cobbler," she said, and the painting swung open. She went up the stairs slowly, her thoughts muddled.
'What on earth is with that prat? And what is with my reaction to him? I mean, of course I'm attracted to him, any normal girl would be, but this is just..... freaky.' she thought to herself as she lay down.
She soon fell asleep, and her dreams were as troubled as her thoughts.
_______In the Slytherin Common Room_______
Merric sat with his thoughts, pleased at the reaction that the girl had had when he touched her. He felt attracted to her, as many guys in the school did. With her dark auburn hair mixed with gold, her light eyes, and her curvacious body, he couldn't imagine a guy NOT attracted to her.
He knew that he shouldn't be, and what a reputation he had, just because he was in Slytherin. Then again, he also knew that she was judged by her last name.
'But why doesn't this feel like just the usual lust that all guys feel around girls?' he wondered. He sighed, and walked to his room, flopping down on his bed and drawing the curtains shut. 'Well, fuck it. Doesn't matter anyways,' he thought to himself, but he was as convinced of that as he was that snow was hot.
A/N: Well, that's it for chapter one. I hope all of you who liked Looking Back will like this. I had planned on having a one shot, but since a few requested more, I've decided to give it a go. ^_^ Please review, and let me know how you like! 3, Chero