I do not own J.K. Rowlings writing or any of her characters. I do own the books though (lol).
His Spy, or Something More
Chapter one: Welcome back
(Welcoming committee formed thanks to Draco Malfoy)
Walking through the door of the Great Hall I stop for a moment and sigh.
"It's good to be back" I say softly.
"Why would you want to come back, Squib spawn" (Squib spawn Child of two married squibs, squibs are people who can't do magic, but are from a completely magical family) I turn in time to see a group of Slytherin boys push by, knocking me to the ground in the process. I can tell who had spoken from the group with just a glance, for this was Draco Malfoy's fan group, and only he spoke. The others just followed his lead.
"Because even your foul smell and filthy hair can't ruin Hogwarts!" I yelled after him, getting up. He turned back and glared at me, then glanced at the head table where some teachers were watching him.
"I'll get you later" He mouths
"I'm so scared." I mouth back, pretending to faint. He reddens a bit from anger then stomps off.
Smiling I make my way to the Hufflepuff table passing Gryffindor, and a boy with dark black messy hair, glasses, and a scar on his forehead, sitting at the Gryffindor table, stops me with a hand on my arm.
"Was Malfoy just insulting you?" He asks. Two people around him, a boy with shocking red hair and a girl with bushy brown hair, turn to watch what this boy is doing. Before I answer I study them again and realize this is Harry Potter and his two friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Hermione and Ron are both wearing prefect badges.
"No, he was only inviting me for a beating later. What does it matter to you?" I ask coolly, pulling my arm away and brushing it off, as if Harry had some kind of disease that I didn't want to catch.
"We were looking for an excuse to pummel him to the ground, or at least get him a detention." Ron says.
"Good luck on that one." I say, walking off. Without looking back I know that they are following me with their eyes, but I ignore them and sit at the end of the Hufflepuff table, glad that my spot hadn't been taken yet.
As the Headmaster speaks I take out my wand, made of ebony wood with a unicorn hair, 8 ½ inches, waving it at my cup. My cup levitate to me and I send it back. Smiling I try a couple of harmless spells out on the cup, before I feel someone watching me.
Looking up at the head table I see my housemaster, Professor Sprout, watching me with a disproving eye. Smiling at her I do a few more spells before I put my wand away and take out a book.
The Headmaster, Dumbledore, finishes his speech after much argument and chatter, and the food appears. Ignoring it I keep reading, using my wand to pour myself some juice and to bring the cup to me.
Before I forget, my name is Ellis Ann Greenwood. I have shoulder length dark black hair and dark gray eyes. With fair features and a nice body I am pretty. It's not easy for me to make friends and people can't stand it when I can figure out the spells in a moment. Like Draco said I am the daughter of two squibs, one of two children, and the only one with magic. My family is well off in the muggle world, but we only exchange enough muggle money into Wizard money for me to use over the year.
This is my fourth year at Hogwarts, my first being very exciting because so many people were being petrified, my second being mostly boring except for the Black break in, and my third being amusing because of the Triwizard Tournament. I may not be a perfect student, missing work here and there, but I can do everything we are required to do and know everything that we are required to know. And some. Anyway, back to the present.
I don't realize everyone is getting up to go to bed until someone hits me off the head. Looking up I see Draco Malfoy standing over me.
"What do you want?" I ask, marking my page and closing my book.
"It's time for your punishment"
"And why am I being punished, oh ugly one" I reply, getting up and slinging my bag over my shoulder.
"You'll pay for that." Malfoy says, taking out his wand. I smirk at him.
"Can you even do anything Malfoy, before I knock your wand from your hand?" Malfoy glares at me and begins to say a spell. I raise my hand and disarm Malfoy with Expelliarmus.
Malfoy and his cronies watch me, shocked.
"You need to be quicker than that to get me." I say, picking up Malfoys wand and walking away.
"Give me my wand back!" Malfoy yells, coming after me.
"I'll leave it right here for you Malfoy." I say, going into the hall and depositing his wand on the top of a cupboard with a simple spell. "have fun getting it down." I say with a smirk, heading to my dormitory.
As I walk into my common room I am attacked by a small ball of orange and white fur.
"Hello Gir" I say, stroking my cat. Wandering over to the girls dorm I go to my room and find my trunks at the head of my bed. Pulling my trunk of books off the other I shove it under the bed and change.
Climbing into bed I stroke Gir as she lays by my head, before falling asleep.
At breakfast we receive our schedules.
Sighing I study the schedule and head back to my dorm to get the books I need before lunch. Going outside I sit by the lake until the first bell, then head for the greenhouses.
"Miss Greenwood, may I speak to you for a moment." Professor Sprout says as I walk into her class.
"Lovely," I say quietly, heading over to her.
"That was very rude conduct yesterday in the Great Hall. You should show more respect to the Headmaster, he is a wonderful man." I recognize the signs of her beginning a speech and try to end it.
"I won't do it again" I say, turning and walking away.
"Greenwood got in trouble" A boy with dirty blond hair and fair features says in a singsong voice. Ignoring him I sit down and take out the book I had been reading at supper the night before.
Immediately Professor Sprout walks over.
"What are you reading that is so much more interesting than what I am teaching?" She asks
"A muggle book, by a very good mystery and suspense author."
"Well please put that away while we are in class, or I will confiscate it."
"Yes ma'am" I say pretending to put it in my bag but instead slipping it under the table. As soon as she is preoccupied again I push back my seat and set the book in my lap, reading it once again.
By the time class is over I have finished the book and started a new one. My first year I had no clue that their library only contained magic books, so now every year I bring an entire trunk of books to read.
With how quick I read books, I will defiantly have to reread some books to stay occupied.
When class ends I make my way inside and on to Charms.
Every one is crazy in Charms and I take the opportunity to read more.
Heading down to lunch, I see Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle standing by the entrance hall, looking around.
I walk by them, smirking as Malfoy glares at me. He begins to pull out his wand and I raise my hand, disarming him.
"Tsk Tsk Malfoy, I told you that you have to get faster before you can attack me" I turn and walk into the Great Hall. I work on my homework during lunch, then head upstairs and get my Transfiguration things.
After double Transfiguration I head outside and work on my homework for that class. It is surprisingly easy and when I finish I take out my book and read for a while more.
I don't realize that someone has joined me under the tree until a head with bushy brown hair looks over the top of my book.
"This sounds interesting" Hermione says, motioning to the back cover, where there is a summery written.
"It is." I respond, continuing to read.
"Is it true that you disarmed Malfoy twice?" I look up and see the red head, Ron, trying to talk to me. I shrug and continue reading.
"Why does Malfoy have a problem with you, he usually has a good reason?" I don't look up but know that Harry asked that.
"Probably because I'm Squib spawn, as he puts it." I say, half truthful and stating the obvious.
"What?" Harry says
"You remember that a squib is a person born into a magical families without powers.." Hermione begins to say
"So both your parents are Squibs." Ron says and I nod.
"What's your name?" Hermione asks
"Ellis Greenwood." I reply
"Hello Ellis, I'm Hermione, this is Ron and this is Harry."
"I know. There was a lot of talk about you three my first year."
"Are you a third year ?"
"Nope, a fourth." I look up and see that they are sitting close but not too close. I sigh "I'm sorry to seem rude, but I would like to read this today" I say. Hermione nods
"I understand, hope you enjoy it." She says, motioning for the boys to follow her. They stare back at her, puzzled. She motions again and they leave.
The next day in double Potions I spend the entire class reading, and avoiding looking at Snape. He lectures us on different things, never noticing me in the back, slouched down in a comfortable position.
When he finally assigns us a potion I speed through it, drawing looks. Finishing first I hand it to Professor Snape and sit down again.
Then after lunch I read throughout the History of Magic class.
In Defense Against the Dark Arts I meet Professor Umbridge, and agree with the class that she is a very annoying teacher.
I want to learn from a real teacher ( There is no way Lockhart was a real teacher) how we are supposed to defend ourselves. After reading the book I only found how to defend myself against various animals or things. Here I was expecting to learn the schools way to fight the Dark Arts.
Instead I learn the 3 course aims of the Ministry of Magic
Understanding the principles underlying defensive magic.
Learning to recognize situations in which defensive magic can legally be used
Placing the use of defensive magic in a context for practical use.
I am angry about this just as much as everyone else, but I don't want Umbridge on my back about misbehaving, so I do as she says.
For three weeks I am bored out of my mind with the classes, and begin skipping a few here and there, only to appear with a forged notice saying I had been sick and in the hospital wing, or running an errand for a teacher. They believe it every time and I continue to skip classes, except for Defense Against the Dark Arts. The only time the notes are true is when I am skipping the class before Professor Umbridges, or McGonagalls class.
I finally get caught for skipping on Wednesday of my third week, and it is the only time I didn't skip for my own convenience.
At breakfast on that Wednesday I find a brown barn owl sitting at my seat. I ignore it, thinking it is someone else's owl, until the owl gets annoyed and begins pecking my arm until it bleeds.
"All right, I get it, it's my letter" I exclaim, quickly removing the letter. Glancing at it I frown in puzzlement, then nod as I understand the message.
The message consists of a time.
8:30
Putting the paper to my bleeding arm I leave a dot of blood on it, then tie it to the owls leg again. As It flies off I see Snape watching it.
"I have to watch out for him" I think.
Once I am done with breakfast I make my way outside, heading toward my Care of Magical Creatures class.
At the last moment I head alone towards the gate.
A small man wearing a hooded cape is standing on the other side of the fence.
"Hello Miss." He says, putting down the hood. I turn away as he does.
"Put that hood back on now before I tell Voldemort to give you a new scar."
"Yes Miss, I'm sorry miss" He responds, and I wait until the rustle of his clothes has stopped before turning back to him.
"Do you have a specific message? Or is it time for me to give him my report."
"He said to tell you that he has changed his plans and you only need to watch, not help."
"What?!" I exclaim. "Why?"
"He didn't say, I was just told to tell you to keep an eye on Snape, Dumbledore, and Potter. Keep them from getting suspicious of us."
"Fine" I says angrily, crossing my arms "is that all?" he nods "Leave."
"Yes ma'am" He bows and begins to walk away.
"It isn't like Voldemort to send the same parent for two meetings in a row, wonder what happened" I think aloud, then shrug "Oh well." Turning around I look to see Professor Snape heading towards me.
"Miss I forgot something" A voice says softly, and I look over my shoulder to see the man standing there.
"Tell me next time" I hiss, knowing that Snape is close enough to hear now.
"I need to tell you now, He said to try to find out about The Order…" I cut him off with a hurried shh,
"A teacher is coming. Tell me next time."
"Who is here?" I glare at the man and he steps away.
"That doesn't matter to you." I say. The man nods and quickly hurries off. I turn back and see Snape watching the man on the other side of the gate.
"What are you doing out of class?" He asks, walking over, curiosity and anger in his cold glare. I curse as I realize he had watched, and probably heard, the entire conversation.
"I was going to go for a walk." I lie smoothly
"Very well, detention tomorrow for skipping class, and 20 points from Hufflepuff for lying." I nod and quickly get back to my class, not wanting Snape to ask any questions. I had forgotten that Snape was good at telling when a person lied.
Thursday I get in more trouble with Professor Snape, which is the last thing I need at the moment, already having a detention with him that night.
While reading in Potions I get so into my book that I don't realize Snape is standing above me until he produces a loud bang with his wand. Looking up calmly I immediately notice that everyone else is busy working on a Confusing and Befuddlement draught. Without looking back at Snape I take out the supplies needed to make the potion and set to work, again finishing it before anyone else.
As I drop it off on Snapes desk he quietly says
"10 points off of Hufflepuff for your disrespect, and detention tonight." I nod in a preoccupied way and he smirks "I forgot, you already have a detention tonight, you'll have one on Friday as well then" He says. I nod again and go back to my seat, pulling out my book again. Suddenly it flies from my hand and I grab for my wand, before realizing Snape had used the Summoning Charm.
Scowling I watch as he locks the book in his drawer.
"You may have it back after your detention Miss Greenwood" I cross my arms and glare daggers at him as the class continues. After a while I realize that I still have potion left in my cauldron. Pulling out my own vial I pour some of the potion into it and wave my wand over the cauldron, vanishing the potion and leaving the cauldron spotless.
On the way out I try to 'accidentally' knock over some of the vials on Professor Snapes desk so they fall on him, but he moves them when he sees what I am trying to do.
I scowl at him and leave. Not that it would have done him much damage but I would have been a bit happier to know that I had caused some mischief in his class.
For the rest of the day I am in a fowl mood and don't even try to listen to Professor Umbridge drone on, instead reading.
As the time of the detention approaches (Having gotten a nice letter at supper to remind me of the time) I head down to the dungeons.
Surprisingly, no one answers the door when I knock. Shrugging I head upstairs and meet Professor Snape at the top of the steps to the entrance hall.
"5 points off for being late." He says. I open my mouth to protest then close it, turn on my heel and walk towards his office. I wait for him to open the door with my hands clenched in anger and see him glance at my angry face with a smirk.
As he walks inside I take a deep breath and follow, standing in front of his desk. I clear my mind of any thoughts as he looks at me, and I meet his cold eyes just daring him to say something.
We stare for a moment before he motions to a shelf to the side "Clean it in the muggle way, which I'm sure you know" He says. Looking over I notice the shelf he had pointed out was the absolute dirtiest there, and also the highest, way over my head.
Seeing no stool around to reach that shelf I pull a chair over and look for cleaning supplies.
"You'll have to fetch any cleaning supplies from Filch, and be quick about it." I nod curtly and leave the room in a flurry of robes.
I walk quickly to Filch's room and take about 15 minutes to convince him calmly that I need the supplies for a detention.
Then I run back to Snape's room and take a moment to collect myself before I calmly walk in, no sign that I had run at all.
Getting right to work I don't realize that Snape is still in the room until he suddenly speaks.
"Have you ever spoken to a Death Eater?" He asks, I almost answer yes, caught off guard.
"Of course not." I answer, trying to hide my lie with a sarcastic tone. I shudder as I remember when the Death Eaters had first stormed my home in July.
"Your detention is over now Miss Greenwood, come back tomorrow to finish cleaning this." Snape says after a couple of minutes. Nodding I grab my bag and head for the door.
"Miss Greenwood" I turn back and see him holding my book. Quickly I grab it and hurry from the room, not relaxing until I am laying on the bed with Gir at my side.