Chapter 4: Go Away, and Stop Bothering Me!
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, except Sinistra's daughter Saskia. She is my own creation.
A/N: Hope you like the story. I'm not an incredibly good writer, but, I'm trying anyway. My English teacher says I have a 'way with words'. Now that's saying something. If you have any queries visit my profile page and email me. I'd love to hear from you.
We now switch to Sinistra's side of the story. As you may know, she has a daughter, Saskia. But who is her father?
It's obviously not Snape. Any non-Oculemens could figure that out. So who is it?
Selina Sinistra didn't just like that particular potions master; she was madly in love with him. But, she did not know yet about his secret admirer, or the fact he was an Oculemens and he could have read her mind anytime.
Not that he ever did.
The relationship was strong, stronger than anything she had felt before. She had never felt the same way for anyone else. Sinistra was more worried about him finding out about her daughter.
Then, again, he might accept it.
Yet, she did not know that he had just gone crazy, over her, and the other woman. Or man. Or whoever sent that card. With the heart on the front.
And she did want to marry him.
After all, they were engaged.
As she walked down to the great hall for dinner, these feelings filled her head.
Selina looked up and down the table, wondering where her fiancée was. But he was not there. Why? He was, normally, unless...that Potter boy. Severus had probably tried to expel him again. Why did he have a grudge against that poor kid, she thought. He goes through enough having that...thing stalking him. She sighed, and took a seat between McGonagall and Sprout.
Turning to Pomona Sprout on her right, Sinistra decided to ask her if she had seen Snape.
"Not this afternoon, Selina. In fact, I haven't seen him all day." Sprout replied.
"Oh well. He may just be late." Sinistra sighed.
"Wait...Minerva might know." Sprout said.
Why would she know? Sinistra thought. Oh yes. She saw us. Together.
"Where is she...?"
"On your left, Selina..." Sprout sighed.
"Sorry, Pomona, my concentration just faded." Sinistra said, apologetically. She turned to her left, to face McGonagall.
"Errr...Minerva, you wouldn't have happened to have, errr...seen Severus tonight?" Sinistra asked.
"Selina – hi. Sorry?" McGonagall exclaimed, startled.
Minerva's obviously a bit hard of hearing, Sinistra thought.
"Have you seen Severus tonight?" Sinistra snapped, loud enough so the woman could hear.
"Oh, him. Errr...earlier today, sometime..."
McGonagall thought about whether to tell her or not. About him going off at her. She can sort it out herself.
"...but, he may be in his office...I'm not sure." McGonagall replied. It was better not to tell.
Sinistra got up from her seat and left the table.
"Where are you going, Selina?" Sprout yelled, after her.
She had already disappeared.
Knocking on the door of the potions office, which, was open, Sinistra slowly walked in.
"Go away, Minerva, and stop bothering me. You've been doing it all afternoon." Snape snapped.
Minerva? Sinistra thought. Minerva McGonagall, bothering Severus all afternoon?
"It's Selina!" Sinistra shrieked.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Selina!" Snape exclaimed back.
"I want answers, and I want them now. What was Minerva McGonagall doing here this afternoon?" Sinistra snapped.
To be continued...