That was so good! I find it amusing as I picture Snape in such a fatherly role but in a good way. Anyway I hope you can update soon:D
ReplyGood you picture Snape and Herms as an amusing thing for now. Enjoy it because soon things will get dirty (not between the two) but will involve them. That is when I think you can see the real reason fatherly role played by Snape only then.
Great chapter!! The e-mail I was talking about was I have your story on my aler list and it mailed me a notice saying chapter 8 was up. When I tried to click on the story for chapter 8 it told me it was not ready and try again later. Great job on the story so update soon.
ReplyO all right…thanks. Hmm I took of the author note so…any ways hope you like this one.
Instead they locked their arms around each other strongly passion suddenly running through their bodies as he pressed her even more into him…but she moved away. Harry looked at her concerned jumping of the bed they were standing on walked behind her to the mirror. "What's wrong Ginny?"
"What o nothing Harry…" she mumbled trying to move away. He haled her in place. His hands firm on her shoulder slowly he asked her, "Your ashamed of your body are you not?" Her eyes shot up looking at him in the mirror how did he know? Unshed tears made him take a deep breath, slowly massaging her back. "Just look at me Harry there is nothing good about it…nothing that would satisfy you there. Nothing to attract you towards me, we are bound because we are soul mates according to Dumbledore…that is why your with me now."
"Ginny there is nothing wrong…you know what let me show you what I see in you're body shall I?" he asked gently. She did not reply and looked at him quietly, "Well then I'll tell you…let's start with…" he ran a hand through her hair whispering huskily, "Your hair, its so soft and gentile wavy. I can burry my face in them. Then your forehead," he whispered placing a palm on it gently, "where else can I place my good night kisses once you're asleep?" his smile grew wide as she gasped at the information he just gave her, slowly he ran a finger around her eye brows whispering in her ear again, "Those eyes…gentile blew eyes is something I can get lost looking at. It's like looking at the sky just up close. They hold hundreds of secrets within you, hundreds of memories…" slowly he let his fingers pinch her nose, "…such a cute nose you got there so pinch able…and your lips…" he started tracing them lightly but his eyes looked dark with an unreadable expression, "you know I could simply keep mine pressed on them…" slowly he ran his hands down to her neck, to the place he kissed her yesterday, "and your neck it's so soft…" unable to control himself started sucking her neck as she moaned, "…where else will I leave my marks darling?" his hands lay on her shoulder gently turning around giving her a direct focus on his eyes as he slammed her against the mirror. "There is no one who can make me like this the way you do Ginny…there is no one who makes me feel so bold. There is no one who would understand me like you do…who comes to me when I need some one to talk to, there are so many things I can't share with Ron or Hermione I can share with you and what I share with them too. When I heard what happened to the Burrow Ron was not the first thing I had in mind you were…that's when I realized there was something between us. How else would you know Ginny that you could come to me about the chamber of secrets, how else would I know there was something troubling you? It was not any of your brothers but me you chose to come to…" he stammered but his whole speech was stopped by a knock in the door. Giving an angry look he moved away from her and opened the door to find, "Sirius what's wrong?"
"Harry – Ginny I need to talk to the two of you." He declared entering the room. She gave him a worried look and walked up to him as he sat on the three-setter sofa. Harry knelt down next to him when Ginny came and took the seat near him placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's about Hermione, guys is it just me or do you think she suddenly changed?"
"Even I've noticed it Sirius but she's with a new family and all give her some time will you?" Harry asked gently placing a hand on his shoulder. Sirius nodded quietly thinking, "Actually I was wondering if we could get her to stay with us…"
"I asked Albus but he refused said she has to stay with Snape till the end of summer." Sirius told them slightly upset with what he had to tell them. "I was really hopping she would come hear you know. I don't want her to stay with him but he's adamant. Thank god it's only for a few days more and he will have some gusts…then she won't be alone."
"Sirius its not a bunch of death eaters are they I don't want her to face them." Harry asked hurriedly but he shook his head reassuringly.
"Said it was some family who wanted to meet his new charge and all, strictly no death eaters allowed ten feet near her if he can help it by the looks of things." Sirius declared and explained about the whole case starting form the father-daughter relationship they struck to her intimacy with him. Harry listened carefully before he spoke.
"Padfoot you know how she is don't you? She always supported Snape and saw a father figure in him. Maybe it's something like that…" before he could say anything Hermione comes in.
"All right guys I'm leaving papa just fire called and told me to come home immediately." She told them with a huge smile on her face Sirius immediately got up.
"Herms how are you going home?" he asked cautiously. Giving him a strange look she answered.
"Bus." She told him but he walked up to her shaking his head.
"I'll drop you on my bike come on." But she objected.
"No thanks Sirius actually the place is kept up as a secret and well…" her voice trailed of nodding his head he let her go saying he understood. He let her go with a 'call as soon as you get home'. She ran of without a reply…
Running in back home she dropped her bag on the couch yelling, "Papa…papa!"
"Princess inside hear." He called and she ran to the room, she skid to a stop looking at the strange room. It had pure white except for a large blue stone ball suspended in mid air. A slow evil smile spread across her face as she closed the room her eyes asked him an amused question raising her eyebrow, 'Is it?' he nodded. She laughed and whooped jumping around the room till a knock was heard on the door. He snapped at being disturbed "Yes?"
"Master there is a black-letter for you." Said the house elf they looked at each other practically scarred as the house elf entered and gave him the letter and left. He ripped open the letter:
Severus,
Your services are wanted come for a private dinner meeting tomorrow night. Bring my beloved – I expect the two of you to be properly dressed. We are having gusts, summarize this to her. She has to attend: you shall stay later I want a private report.
Her arrival should be like that of my daughter.
Dark Lord Voldemort
After reading it he gave it to her she read it and stepped out to the fire in the next room. He quietly followed her as she stepped in front of the mirror trying to decide a perfect outfit. Just as she stood the mirror reflected the outfit, the jewellery available and hair do…three trials latter she decided on the outfit. "That would do. Have it ready by six-thirty, papa how are we going?"
"Chariots – they were always a show of power." He answered; she nodded remembering the winged arrival last year. Quietly she nodded and ran a hand through her head suddenly calling out for the house elf.
"Get me two coffees." She demanded, when the house elf returned she raised her own mug to him and drank it. "What's your plan tonight?"
"Have some brewing to do you?" he asked watching as she put the coffee down and lit a cigarette between her lips. She shrugged getting up and again going to her wardrobe, "Out again should I come and put you to sleep?"
"Naa I'll take care of my self. Thanks any way. Tell her I'll be there at breakfast tomorrow." He nodded as she flipped open her mother journal again to read quietly he stepped out but she stopped him with a quiet, "Papa…I think I'll need you near me tomorrow though." He nodded and walked out thinking about the state of his daughter.
Order Of Phoenix: HQ
In a room quiet close to the attic Harry sat quietly reading some books finishing his last essay on positions and putting it away. Suddenly he heard a voice say, "Good focus brother." He turned around to find Amelia this time in dragon hide boots again with a blue muggle jeans a slightly longish sea green top with a metal belt on the outside. A sleeveless blue denim quarter top in blue on top of it with a dark blue cloak like her green one fastened around her hood again down. She was standing there against the wall one foot on it her arms crossed like some one comfortably standing there for a long time.
"Amelia? Have you been standing there for a log time?" he asked curiously getting up she laughed a bit.
"First of all brother dearest it's Mia for friends and family. I consider my self-having the good will of being like a sister so we are family." Harry felt hot tears prick his eyes she swiftly detached her self from the wall and walked up towards him. Quietly reaching out she wiped his tears with soft fingers holding his face with her thumb, "I won't let my brother ever get hurt Harry not if I can help it!" Gently he pulled her into a warm embrace placing his arm around her shoulders. "Guess I needed that too." She laughed moving away but not too far, quietly sat down on the table where he joined her. "Um Harry did you tell Ginny about this? She must know considering she is your soul mate…"
"How do you know that Mia?" he demanded and she shrugged.
"Magical mark." He looked blank, taking a deep breath she said, "Each person has a different kind of magic in them on his or her own combination regardless or their family, brought up etc. Most of the ones of soul mates tend of fill in each other I felt yours and Ginny's do and I saw the way you could not keep your hands of her. It's completely fine they are called hormones Potter. Besides she would have to work with me on a latter point too and I need her to agree. Much more importantly she would have to stop standing behind doors and listening to our conversation." Just as she said that the door flew open with an embarrassed and shocked Ginny. Clearly the girl did not expect the door to open tumbled over. Amelia gave out a good laugh at Ginny's embarrassment but not meanly. "Sorry but I had to teach you a lesson in trust Wesley now get up step in would you sister-in-law we need a chat?"
"It's Ginny and what do you want with me?" she asked stepping in confused.
"One – make sure Harry learns all that I ask him to do. Two – when it comes to certain sections both of you are to be with me. Three – even you will have some private sections with me and no you don't have a choice on that. Four – I need your measurements. Do you have any questions?" she demanded and the younger girl shook her head. "Good now mind leaving. I'm afraid you're a year younger so I can't teach you the complicated ones…well meet latter." Ginny nodded and walked out feeling more secure with this girl, Harry simply watched as the door shut it's self with the wave of her hand.
"Now will you tell me what I will be taught Mia please?" he asked she took a deep breath they sat on the table she conjured her box and put her feet on it.
"Harry what do you think magic is?" she asked and quietly listened as he answered, "That's it for you? Is that all it is for you a mere waving of wands chanting of incantations? Measuring and following instructions like you do in potions nothing beyond it? Tell me Harry why are some wizards more powerful than others?"
"They apply their magic more than others." He replied with out thinking she suddenly jumped of the table and he followed suet.
"Exactly my boy – exactly. They apply something to their magic more than others do." As she spoke a silver ball suspended its self in the air growing in size. "Now look do you recall this see?" It was the dinning table where Aunt Marge was criticising his mother and he started to blow her up, "Tell me Harry you did not know any incantation, spell or anything yet you managed such a fleet. You did not even have a wand by still you did it how?"
"I was angry and I was upset big time." He replied.
"Exactly. Now do you remember Moody's class on the unforgivable's in your class? What was it that he wanted to do with the killing curse? A whole bunch of people can scream that thing but give nothing more than a nosebleed. Why Harry?"
"We did not have enough power?" he asked timidly. Clearly it aroused her with anger that made her snap.
"Don't be a dim-wit boy you know its not that." Harry gave a sheepish smile and thought again. Suddenly it clicked him like a ton of bricks.
"I – emotion that was the reason Voldemort could not kill me because my mother's love was protecting me." He answered; he could feel her smile at him.
"Right you are – magic is more than just doing something. It's about wanting Harry with all your heart to do something. Emotions play a great role in them and this is something the dark lord shall I say is forgetting. Now I must take your leave…think of what I said brother and try read these works before two days will you?" she asked with a wave of her hand nearly ten books on emotions appeared there. He looked at her with horror gaining another laugh, "Gotcha! No…I just want you to read this book. Again she clapped her hand and handed him a very thick book with old pages maybe a hundred years or so old. First five chapters before three days – with Weasly on every single page mind you. At the end of each chapter there is a ritual I have marked to do…do it. I will know so don't try and lie. See you in three days." She said bowing down like she did with Dumbledore and suddenly disappeared with her bag. Leaving a poor Harry in a daze.
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