Chapter 3
AN: Anything thing you recognize is JK Rowling's! Hope you like this next chapter! Please review!
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After I finished my class schedule for tomorrow, I grabbed a book, and settled down in my sitting room.
About fifteen minutes later, I took a shower, despite what my students say about my hair, and got into bed.
For some strange reason I kept thinking about the Johnson family. They reminded me of one person in particular, but I can't remember who.
I wonder what happened to their mother, and father. Miss Johnson doesn't seem too fond of them.
My thoughts then switched to how she pointed her wand at me. She seems like she doesn't trust adults easily, since she put her wand down reluctantly.
And what was all that about lighting a fire?
They are a strange family. I'll have to talk to Albus about them later. With that last thought I promptly fell asleep.
A few hours later I woke up, and began to start my day. I threw on my normal black teaching robes, and combed my fingers through my shoulder length hair. I peered into the mirror, and stared at the snake bites on my neck.
I shook my head, and sighed, I was very lucky to survive. Thank god I had been taking the anti-snake venom for months before the bastard ordered the snake to kill me. I covered the bites with my cravat, and walked out of my quarters.
As I was walking down to The Great Hall for some coffee, something ran into me.
"Shit… sorry sir, I got lost!" exclaimed Miss Johnson.
"Watch your tongue Miss Johnson. I wouldn't want to take points off my own house on the first day."
"Sorry sir it won't happen again. Um do you know how I can get to The Great Hall?"
"Of course follow me Miss Johnson."
"Why are people at this school so formal, with this whole sir and miss thing? I feel like an old lady when you call me that."
I raised an eyebrow at her comment, "It is school policy, and polite as well."
"Yeah well it's a weird policy, I mean I would call an old people sir or ma'am… like the Headmaster, and Professor McGonagall! Oh lord did I just say that?" she looked around nervously, as if the two were hiding somewhere nearby.
"I'm afraid so Miss Johnson." The scared look on her face almost made me laugh… almost.
"So you teach defense?" she asked me.
"Yes, but I use to teach potions before the war ended." I told her.
"Potions and defense are my two favorite subjects. Do you still brew?"
"Yes, I brew for the infirmary, and ."
"Why doesn't Professor Gambit do it?"
"Merlin Miss Johnson must you ask so many questions? You remind me of bloody Granger!" The girl tensed up when I said that.
"Granger sir?"
I rolled my eyes, "As in Hermione Granger, one third of the Golden Trio, war heroine." She stopped walking, and look at me with nervous eyes.
"Sorry sir I uh I have to go back, I left something in my dormitory!" I watched as she ran away, confused on her sudden change of emotions.
"What the hell was that about?" I asked myself.
***TJ***
My mind was racing as I ran away from Professor Snape. I mean I know she went here, but it was still weird to hear people talk about her like that! And Professor Snape didn't sound like he liked her that much. Ha he's not the only one.
As I was turning around the corner I saw Jake. "Jake wait up!" I shouted.
"What's up sis?" he asked. I looked around making sure no one was around us, and I took off my glasses.
"Professor Snape was talking about mom!"
Yeah that's right I am the daughter of the great heroine, Hermione Granger.
My brother's eyes widened, "he did? What'd he say? Did you tell him she was our mom?" he asked me all at once.
"No of course not I'm not an idiot! And he didn't say anything good or bad, but it seems like I'm not the only one who doesn't like her." I said.
My brother glared at me, "You need to let this grudge on mom go! You know she didn't mean to do it Tara!"
My eyes turned a bright red, "It doesn't matter she still did it!" I shouted angrily. My brother stayed quiet, and gave me a sad look. "You know I'm right to be angry Jake. We meant nothing to her! We were only an experiment for her sick mission!"
"Don't say that Tara! She loved us!" yelled Jake.
"No she loved her job!" I yelled back.
"Woah woah woah! What is going on here?" asked a confused looking Vince as he walked down the corridor. I quickly shoved my glasses on my face, feeling the cooling effects of the charm.
"Nothing! Let's just go to breakfast." I growled as I glared at my brother.
I dragged Vince down the hall with me, so we could eat and then get our schedules. "Sorry about that Vince just some family drama" I explained to him.
"No problem Tara I have an older brother who really gets on my nerves, so I get it. Let's just go get some food, I'm starving!"
We entered The Great Hall, and sat down at the Slytherin Table. "So are you excited for your first day of classes here at Hogwarts?"
"Um yeah… I'm a little nervous, but I'm really excited for defense and potions."
Vince smiled, "Yeah me too, I love defense."
"I bet you five galleons I'm better than you." I challenged him.
"Psh there is no way you're better than me. I'm the best in our year!" exclaimed Vince.
I raised an eyebrow, "We'll see Vince, but in the meantime prepare to lose!" We both broke out into laughter, and began to eat our breakfast.
"Hey so you never told me, how did you get into Hogwarts if you lived in the states?"
I fidgeted nervously in my seat not wanting to answer. I took a large drink of my pumpkin juice, "Um my mom went to school here and she always wanted us to come to Hogwarts, so here we are."
"But why are you barely starting now?"
"My dad didn't want us to come here. He sent us to a different school in America, but when my mom passed away he let us come to Hogwarts."
"I'm sorry about your mother, what was her name, maybe my folks knew her."
"Um probably not she uh wasn't very popular here."
"Oh okay then, so how about we raise the bet to ten galleons?" He challenged.
"You're on!"
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After I got over the shock of Miss Johnson running off, I headed towards The Great Hall. As I was walking down the corridor I heard shouting, but I ignored it. These insufferable teens need to sort own their own problems.
"Ah Severus, good morning! Excited for the first day of classes?" asked Albus.
"Yes Headmaster I am ecstatic!" I said sarcastically. Apparently the Headmaster had no idea what sarcasm was, and he patted me on the back.
I looked up from my plate, as I heard laughter from the Slytherin table. It was coming from Miss Johnson, and Mr. Contreras. It was odd looking at some of the students without their standard uniforms on.
After I finished my breakfast, I got up and began handing out schedules.
"So do you play quidditch?" I heard Mr. Contreras ask Miss Johnson.
"Yeah I'm a chaser, my sister Zoe is too, Ethan is keeper, and Jake is a beater." Answered Miss Jonson.
"If you two are done discussing quidditch, I have your schedules for you." I said as I held out there schedules.
"Of course Professor Snape our apologies." The boy took their schedules, and continued his conversation with the girl.
I wonder if Miss Johnson has any defense skills, who knows she might even be better than Mr. Contreras.
AN: Hope you all liked this chapter please review! I'd like to know what I can work on to make this story the best it can be. Thanks!
~Nightshade
