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AN: Hello readers! We're already onto chapter two, hope you like it so far.
Key:
"Blah." Talking.
'Blah.' Thinking.
-- Scene/time change
-BLAH- Sound effects.
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Snape walked-well in Lizzie's opinion it was more like strutting-through the castle with her in tow, pointing out things and doors to her as they went.
"And finally, the Headmaster Albus Dumbledore's office, sweet tarts." Snape said. Lizzie raised an eyebrow at that last part until the stone gargoyle in front of them came to life and leapt out of the way to reveal a spiral staircase. Following Snape's lead she stepped onto it as it lifted up into the air. They arrived at a door and Snape knocked once then went in without waiting for an answer.
"Dumbledore, the new teacher has arrived." Snape announced, stepping to the side to reveal Lizzie, who was too busy glancing around at all the shiny things in the office to notice the introduction. Being a magical being, Lizzie could actually SEE magic, it looked like an object glittered or glowed different colors. EVERYTHING in this new room was sparkling to her. Dumbledore smiled at the girl's wandering eyes.
"Hello Ms. Lizzie, I just talked with Duo a moment ago, he informed me of your arrival." Dumbledore said smiling at her. Lizzie looked at him and grinned lopsidedly at his words.
"Of course he did the little cracker. Sending me all the way to Britain 'cuz I, and I quote, 'need to get out and do something other than annoy me before I set your hair on fire to see if you will really combust like the rest of us.'" Lizzie said, raising an eyebrow.
Dumbledore chuckled, liking this new girl already. He then noticed the small smirk on Snape's face and got a wicked idea. He inwardly chuckled and rubbed his hands together, a plan already forming in his mind.
"Not to offend, but aren't you a little young to be a teacher?" Snape asked, watching as Lizzie settled into an armchair.
"Well, if ya' consider being three hundred and twenty-seven as being too young to teach." she responded, looking back at him over her shoulder innocently.
Snape looked dumbfounded, trying to process the information and failing quite spectacularly. Dumbledore just smiled, already knowing the girl had to be much older than her looks suggested seeing as she hung out with Duo, one of the oldest vampires around.
"Three hundred and twenty-seven?" he asked, more than a little skeptical. Lizzie smirked.
"Yep, being an elf and a vampire makes me an immortal, so yeah, m' old." she responded, watching Snape carefully to see how he would take that little piece of information. He blinked.
"Oh, that makes perfect sense." he said, staring at her. She just rolled her eyes.
"Anyway, Duo told me I'd be taking over a teaching position here?" Lizzie asked, raising an eyebrow, "He didn't really get to explain further seeing as he was kinda' throwing a fireball at me when I remarked how nice his hair looked colored hot pink."
"His hair was hot pink?" Dumbledore asked, shocked at the audacity. Duo Maxwell loved his hair, touching it was like blasphemy, turning it pink… that was digging your own grave, buying a casket, and smiling as you handed him the shovel.
"Yep, hot pink." She said, giggling evilly to herself, "Anyway, back to the teaching job, which subject am I gonna' teach here?"
"Oh, yes, you're to be taking over position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Do you know anything about the subject?" Dumbledore asked kindly, hoping she at least knew the basics of the subject she was going to teach. No such luck there.
"Oh, of course not. Never heard of it." She said smiling brightly, both men stared at her.
"You don't know anything about the subject you're supposed to be teaching?" Snape asked, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.
"Nope, not a thing. Do you?" she responded, turning around in her chair and eyeing the man. Snape bristled.
"Of course I know about my subject, how dare-" he began, his eyes flashing angrily.
"No, no, no. I'm not insulting ya' or questioning yer intelligence, I was merely asking if ya' know anything about the subject I'm to be teaching." She said, waving her hands at him in a calming gesture, her accent making her words slur slightly in her rush. Snape blinked at her, slightly surprised.
"Well, yes, I do know a great deal about the subject, I happen to have been trying to get that position since I started working here." Snape answered, shooting a glance at Dumbledore, who was trying to look innocent as he attempted to unstick two lemon drops. A splendid failure in his opinion. Innocent, yeah…
"Well then, you can help me out and show me what I should teach the little bastards come term." Lizzie said, smiling like she had just won the lottery. Catching on, Dumbledore added his two cents too.
"That's a splendid idea Mrs. Lizzie, Severus here knows a great deal about the Dark Arts, I'm sure he'll be able to help you. Oh, and don't call them 'little bastards' please." Dumbledore said, his eyes sparkling evilly.
"I won't if ya' promise to stop callin' me 'Ms.' all the time. It's annoyin.'" Lizzie said, smiling at Dumbledore who nodded his agreement, noting to himself how Duo had said the exact same thing earlier that day.
"Well, I guess I could assist you with your classes." Snape said, looking between the two cautiously.
'Why do I feel like I just bit off more than I could ever hope to chew?' Snape thought as Lizzie hopped up and cheered happily.
True to his word, Snape attempted to teach Lizzie some of the basics of DADA so she would have an easier time teaching her classes. Little did he know how hard that task would be…
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"Yes, then you flick your wand like this. No, not-"
-BOOM-
"Umm… Whoops?" Lizzie said, innocently fluttering her eyelashes and hiding her wand behind her back.
"What do you mean 'whoops?' You just blew up half the bloody classroom!!" Snape said, his eye twitching angrily.
"Ahh, I think I hear Dubley calling me, toodles!" Lizzie said, reading the warning signs and hauling ass out of the room.
"COME BACK HERE YOU!!!" Snape yelled, giving chase.
Thus for three whole hours one Severus Snape, yelling various profanities as he went, chased a profusely apologizing Lizzie around the castle.
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"I heard the two of you are working hard and doing quite well." Dumbledore said, smiling at the two people in front of him. Lizzie smirked back while Snape just looked pissed.
"Oh yes, if you call blowing up half of the potion's classroom doing 'quite well.'" Snape responded, sending Lizzie a dirty look.
"I said I was sorry and I did help clean up." She shot back, loving to watch him get riled up.
"Sorry? You blew up half my classroom! While trying to do a SHIELDING spell for God's sake!!" Snape said back, his eye twitching. She just stuck her tongue out at him.
"Sounds like you have a lot of work to do then, hm?" Dumbledore chuckled; this was shaping up to be a rather exciting term. He silently thanked Duo for the help as he fondly watched the two teachers bicker back and forth.
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AN: Can you believe that chapter has about 1,200 words give or take some after betaing and excluding my little comments? Pretty long for me. Please R&R and let me know what you thought! I'd love to hear your opinions and thoughts.
Ja!
