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Chapter Two

After Dumbledore revived Jesse by using the spell 'renovare' they continued making plans for Jesse moving into Hogwarts. Jesse rubbed his head every now and then; falling on a stone floor hurt like hell, it wasn't just his head that ached, it was his elbows and shoulders too. Dumbledore offered him a piece of chocolate and he took it graciously, stuffing it in his mouth all at once and smiling like an idiot after. Dumbledore had said that a friend of his said that chocolate always made you feel better, he now understood why Remus kept a bar with him at all times. It didn't surprise him either that Jesse took a lemon drop when he offered; it was the first time in years someone had said yes.

As soon as they had finished discussing the plans for the year, they both agreed that it was time to collect his possessions. They both walked through to another part of the room, which was when he met Fawkes the phoenix.

"Wow! He's absolutely beautiful! Is that, a phoenix?" He asked in total awe of the bird in front of him.

"Yes he is quite magnificent isn't he? The intriguing thing about Fawkes is that he can travel with over fifty times his body weight beside him. This is how we will get to your home. All you have to do is tell him where you stay and he shall take us both to that location. If you're ready we can leave n-" Before he could finish his sentence a figure blew open the door, making it bang against the wall, and strode right up Dumbledore, his black cloak swishing behind him. Jesse jumped from the noise and a tiny yelp escaped his mouth. The man in front of him looked at Albus before turning his eyes to stare at Jesse; this made him rather nervous being scrutinised by a person he didn't even know, he glared at the man though, he thought he was being incredibly rude.

"Well at least apologise for barging in like that! You scared us half to death with your stuck up and arrogant attitude, opening the door and making it bang against the wall! Do you enjoy invading other people's privacy or do you have no respect for the man standing in front of you." Jesse was on a roll with the amount of insults rolling of his tongue and although he felt slightly guilty for saying all those things, especially when he didn't know the man, he felt proud that he had managed to take him down a notch at least. Or that's what he thought.

The man sneered at him, "You have no right to call me any of those things you little shrimp. I am here on official business as I scheduled a brief meeting earlier on today. On what I need to talk to him about is none of your business and I'd rather not have an insolent child listening. Now be a mature midget and follow your own advice, respect people's privacy!"

Each insult relating to his height and age made him shake even more with rage. Trying to compose himself, he retaliated with a comeback through his teeth, "So you admit to being stuck up and arrogant then? I'm not surprised that you don't admit it out loud, you're either too proud or a complete and utter coward. At least I acknowledge my faults, especially my height and childish characteristics. I'll wait outside for you two to 'talk' but before I do that I'll be the more mature one and introduce myself like a civil person should. My name is Jesse Azric and I'm the new Music teacher at Hogwarts."

And with that Jesse left the room leaving two rather bewildered and confused Professors in the process. He shut the door as quietly as he could just to mock him. He didn't even get his name! Was he a teacher or was he just a friend or an acquaintance with Albus. Pacing in front of the door he waited patiently. He started to worry about Naya; hopefully she should be fine by herself for a few more hours, if not, he didn't want to think about it. Shuddering at the thought of what she could do in this time he forced his mind onto something else. Running back over the conversations Albus and he spoke about he realised at that moment that he may have to do some research on the magic world. Terms like muggle and portkey as well as a few others he was introduced to he would have to learn.

'I hope I'll be able to control the class okay. I'll have to see if Albus would teach me a few wizard comebacks so I know what to look out for. This should certainly be interesting. I wonder what mum and dad would say if they were still alive. I miss home, I miss Ireland. Perhaps I'll visit a few friends there during the holidays.'

Hearing the door handle being turned he stopped pacing and waited patiently to be invited back in.

"You can enter now Jesse!" He heard Albus call from inside.

As he entered he noticed two things; one was that they had moved to sit down by the desk and two the man in black had an even larger scowl on his face than he did before. 'Something has definitely crawled up his ass and died, it looks like something has not gone his way.' Smirking faintly he walked up to the other chair and threw himself down like any normal teen.

"I'm afraid, my boy, that something has come up and unfortunately I have to leave incredibly soon but Severus here has agreed to accompany you to gather your belongings." He said sorrowfully.

His smirk turned upside down looking at the old man in horror, his face paling slightly. At least he knew why the man beside him was bothered, he was furious. There was no way that this man was going to enter his house.

A slightly irritated tone broke his thoughts as the man in black spoke beside him, "I have to restock on Stinkhorn Roots before the term starts, then I can accompany this child to gather his things."

Ignoring the offence he turned to the sneering man beside him and spoke calmly, "Stinkhorn roots? There's a lake practically beside my flat that grows an abundance of Stinkhorn. You're more than welcome to take the stupid plant, I swear, I can sometimes smell them in the morning and they smell really bad."

"Of course you fool, that's probably why they call them Stink-horn. Well if you have nothing else to say, I suggest we move."

Grumbling under his breath he stood up and started to walk towards the phoenix, Severus following directly behind him. Standing in front of the singing bird he gave it a small smile before turning around to face Albus who had also followed them.

"I hope you both have a safe trip, good luck!" He smiled at them both before disappearing from sight with a distinctive crack."

At that moment, Fawkes surrounded them both in fire as they too both disappeared. Somehow Albus had managed to see into his mind again to get his address, he would definitely pick at him about that when they got back. They landed a moment later in a familiar garden; Jesse sighed at the sight of his house, he was home. Before walking towards the building, two large hands had grasped him around the collar of his T-shirt, pulling him back roughly so that he was standing right behind Severus. Turning around to face him angrily he noticed how cold his eyes looked as they glared at each other.

"First things first Azric, I really don't like you. I don't like how you speak, how you act and the fact that you are now a teacher. After this we will 'attempt' to act civilly towards each other; you will call me Snape and don't ever call me by my first name, even if it is in private." He growled to Jesse's face. Jesse snarled back before forcefully shoving Snape off of him.

"That is the last time you will ever touch me Snape!" He spat. "I'm going to get my stuff, you go and collect your precious Stinkweed and I'll meet you inside."

Striding away from Snape he fetched his keys from his pocket and unlocked the door only to be attacked by a large, overweight fur-ball when he opened it.

"Naya! Retract the claws right now or no cat nip for you!" A large honey coloured cat simply slinked up to sit on his shoulders before licking his cheek with her rough tongue. The cat looked huge but she really was just slightly over her average weight, her fur was what made up half of her body weight. Jumping down of his shoulders and rubbing up against his leg he walked to the kitchen and immediately got some food for her along with fresh water. Once she was satisfied, she sauntered over to the couch and lay down to sleep.

"I swear, you will get huge if you keep being so lazy like this. Maybe I should stay out longer, and then when I come home you can run and do some exercise when jumping on me before I feed you. Well once we get to our new home, I'm going to kick you out the room so you can do as much roaming and mice killing if you want. Without leaving me gifts of course." He shuddered again, stoking her for a few minutes until she fell asleep in a purring mess, he went to pack. Finding the biggest suitcase he could find he began to gather all of his clothes and more personal items; his parent's picture being one of them along with the picture of his baby sister, his Warlock bass guitar, his Gibson Les Paul electric guitar, his acoustic guitar and ukulele, his IPod and Laptop, and finally his violin. Hoping he would be able to carry everything as there was no chance in hell Snape was going to help him. Looking around the rest of his house he chose a few books from his study but as he walked to the bathroom to collect his toiletries he felt something gritty beneath his feet. Looking down at the corner of the door his peace lily had been knocked over and bitterly scratched to death. Frowning, he bent down picking it up before walking to the room next door and placing it in the kitchen bin.

"You my dear feline you will be the death of me one day!" He whispered harshly over in the direction where the cat was sleeping.

Walking back through to the room to finish packing, he had just finished zipping the suitcase closed when he heard the distressed cry of Naya and a deep yelp coming from the living-room. Running through to see what the commotion was, he nearly doubled over laughing at the sight in front of him. Snape was standing in the hall with a pained expression on his face while a certain honey coloured cat had attached herself to the shin of his leg, claws sinking all the way through his trouser leg and into his skin. The cat hissed again before this time biting him, that's when Snape started to kick.

"Get this filthy beast of me now!" He yelped again before growling towards Jesse.

"Alright just hold still while I get her off; she'll just grip on tighter if you move." He spoke as calm as he could, coughing to cover his laugh as he tried to reach Naya.

Snape wouldn't stop moving and true to Jesse's word she did tighten her grip. Kicking his leg hysterically in all directions he tried continuously to get rid of the cat. Finally he stopped, bent down, grabbed the cat by the scruff of its neck and threw it towards the wall.

"NO!" Jesse roared lifting up his hand with his palm out towards Naya.

Then all of a sudden the feline stopped mid-air and levitated back towards Jesse. He held out his arms and wrapped them around the fur-ball as soon as she was within his grasp. He whispered soft words into her ear as she trembled. He looked up and glared at Snape with murder flashing in his eyes before venomously assaulting him with words, "You absolute, incompetent fool! I told you to bloody stay still but what do you do? You grab her and throw her against the wall, or tried too! And another thing, don't you dare tell anyone of what I've just done, do you hear me? If you do I will tie you up, cut off your dick and balls and feed them to Naya! Clear?"

Still dazed from what had just happened he looked at Jesse briefly before monotonously replying, "Crystal... We should get back, that old fool will probably wonder where we are. I have my Stinkhorn, grab you stuff and we can leave."

Placing Naya on his shoulder he went to grab his bags, heaving them out the room and over towards Snape. Snape looked at them distastefully before calling for Fawkes who arrived in a flash of amber fire. Naya hissed at the bird for a second before they were travelling back to Hogwarts. As soon as they arrived back at Dumbledore's office, Snape immediately made for the door while Jesse just stood there with all of his possessions, grimacing. 'Serves him right, the bloody coward. As long as he tells no-one then he's safe, although I can't promise what Naya would do if they ever crossed again.'

"Ah, I see you're back. How was your trip? I hope you two got on amicably, he seemed a little distressed as he left my office." Albus inquisitively said as he gazed at Jesse.

'That bastard nearly killed my Naya while destroying my house in the meantime!' "We got on as much of what was suspected although we did have a brief quarrel with one another. I'm sorry if I'm being rude but I'd really like to get some rest, all that packing 'and fighting' has made me quite tired." He spoke, yawning to back up his statement.

"Not at all my boy, I'll call Dobby to help you and guide you to your new living quarters. Have a good rest and I'll see you tomorrow to give you a tour...Dobby?"

Suddenly as small creature appeared in front of them. He had large, owl like eyes and he wore barely anything apart from a few rags that looked like old tea towels. He stared up at Albus then at Jesse who stared back just as intriguingly as Dobby.

"Headmaster called? Is there anything you need?" He spoke in a rather high pitched shy voice. Jesse couldn't decide whether Dobby was male or female.

"Yes, would you please escort Jesse here to his new Quarters and help him carry his luggage?"

"Dobby will do it right away Sir!" With that Dobby went to go pick up some of the smaller bags but left the others to Jesse. "This was Sir, follow me."

Jesse followed Dobby out of the room bidding Albus goodnight while trying to keep Naya at bay from attacking the creature in front of him. He stared at the creature dumbly as he walked through the long halls; he really wasn't sure of what to make of Dobby, he was unusual, timid yet willing to obey orders. He wondered if he liked following orders, whether he was brought up and trained to do it or if he was forced into slavery.

"Dobby? What exactly are you to be precise?" He asked, heaving his bags onto his other shoulder in the process to give the other a rest.

"Dobby is a house elf Sir. I am one of many living here at Hogwarts; we make the food and serve our masters when called but most of us don't have masters. They ones who don't are free."

Jesse frowned at that but continued to ask questions as they walked through the halls – it surely was an enormous school, "Is Albus your master? Do you like serving him?" 'If he doesn't I'm going to report him to animal cruelty...if he can be considered as an animal that is.'

"Sir Dumbledore is not Dobby's master. My master is called Harry Potter but they are close friends so I like to grant their requests. Master Harry and Dumbledore treat me well, I am free but I choose to serve them!" He squeaked happily.

Jesse wasn't too sure if he liked the idea but as he was now living in a new culture, the wizarding world, he would just have to accept their ways. He gasped a little as the weight of his belongings started to take effect on his body; he hoped they would arrive soon. As if his wish had been granted, they both stopped in front of a large portrait. The portrait was a painting of a Jester, who laughed and did a hand stand as he seen Jesse and Dobby arrive. Jesse stared, wary of the portrait.

"Nearly all rooms have a password to enter and they normally have a painting guarding the entrance, this is your room Sir." Dobby spoke quietly.

"Why isn't it oddball Dobby and the new girly teacher Jesse! Do you have the password or am I going to have to give you a music riddle?" The jester continued to laugh as Jesse just glared at the painting, he was doing that a lot lately he noticed.

"I don't care just open up and let us through or I'll have Naya here scratch your face off!"

"Over head the clouds create thunder; they also create lightening, if an orchestra played music in the middle of the storm, who would be the most likely person to be struck?" He pressed further.

"That's a little easy, for someone who is older than both Dobby and I joined together you sure have rather lame riddles, or jokes should I say...The answer is the conductor, now can I please enter!"

The frame swung open and they rushed in, dropping the bags as soon as they were about two meters in. To safely say, whoever had decorated the room had amazing taste. He looked around the living area with his jaw hanging open. Painted on the wall in monochromatic blues was a vector design of flames surrounding and coming from an electric guitar, the walls were enchanted so music notes were flying everywhere. The couches were made of leather and were a cream colour and the floor was laminate with a huge white fluffy rug in the middle. 'Naya's going to love that' and just as he thought it Naya jumped off his shoulder and went to go sleep on it, stretching before curling up and drifting off.

"Dobby? Thanks for your help...I think I might have something to repay you, just hold on a second while I go and find it." Bending down and opening his suitcase he surfed through his clothes until he found what he was looking for. Smiling he held it behind his back as he walked over and knelt down next to Dobby.

"This was one of my favourite tops when I was child, I just never got around to passing it on to someone else, so, I'm giving it to you." Helping Dobby pull it over his head he laughed as he heard Dobby squeal in delight.

"Thank you Sir!" Dobby gave a twirl; the top was a light blue with a picture of the cookie monster on the front. He jumped on Jesse knocking him down until he was lying on the floor, hugging him.

"You're welcome Dobby! Now, I'd really like to go to bed so I'll see you tomorrow?" Dobby replied nodding his head vigorously.

'I might just survive this school; I'll just have to see how are when the term starts...'

The sound of material being ripped was heard from across the room. Jesse looked in the direction in which the sound was coming from; there lying in a furry mess was Naya having fun scratching up the fluffy looking rug.

"NAYA!"