My goodness! Look how long it has been since I last updated, but I've been
so busy with homework, family, seeing the new Lord of the Rings (was that
good or what?), and writing a new story her on fanfiction (check it out on
my profile). Well, here we go with the next chapter!
Chapter 12
A Few Silly Thoughts and a Developing Plan
Though she was terribly happy to be back at Hogwarts, Persephone couldn't help but feel a bit, okay, a lot, worried about her sour new professor. He had, after all, saved her and Percy at great risk to himself. Who knows what kind of danger he could find himself in after that little escapade. She would rather not think of all the horrifying outcomes.
"Percy," she whispered, hoping he wasn't too lost in his thoughts. "Do you think Snape will be all right?"
He looked down at her, his eyes tired and just as worried as she knew hers must be. "I don't know Persephone, but I think we would do best to go straight to the Headmaster. I'm sure he'll know what to do."
His pace quickened down the strangely quiet and empty stone halls of the large and old and a little frightening castle that was her school. His long strides were difficult for her to keep up with, but she managed through some strange will she hadn't known she'd possessed. It reminded her of those stories she'd heard of mothers who had been reported to lift up huge automobiles to save their children. The thought made her laugh. Her being mother to her sallow and hook nosed Potions Professor. Percy looked at her stiffly, obviously disapproving of her light manner in such a dire situation. She quickly sobered and continued at his pace and kept her thoughts in a more appropriate and frightening arena of death and torture.
They reached the gargoyle in no time, but before they could even try to open it themselves, it was opened as though from the inside, but no one stepped out. A little confused and a lot nervously they mounted the large set of stairs and waited impatiently for it to reach the top.
As soon as it had finally arrived at Dumbledore's door, Percy practically pulled it off its hinges in his eagerness to see the Headmaster. Persephone ran to keep up, but was surprised to see Dumbledore standing right before them, as though waiting. He looked at them mildly; the ever present grin and twinkle strangely absent.
"Where is Severus?" he questioned seriously.
Persephone looked at him strangely. She turned to Percy for help, but he was paying her no attention.
"He did not accompany us, sir."
Dumbledore's look became one of confusion, one that could easily have rivaled Persephone's own. "Accompany? What are you on about, my boy?"
Percy sighed and opened his mouth to speak, but Persephone was quicker. "Well, you see, sir, Harry, Ron, and Hermione decided that they would play a little trick on us since they knew that we liked each other so they took us into Hogsmeade to the Shrieking Shack and, well, to make a long story short, they locked us in and so here we are, stuck in a house that no one will dare get close to and then here comes these Death Eater guys, you know, the ones that follow that Voldemort dude, and so we run upstairs to hide, but more keep coming and then the Voldemort dude himself shows up with that bastard Nodoren and me, being totally scared of this guy, I fall over and they send someone up to see what causes the racket and lucky for us it was Snape and he gave us a button which was actually a portkey and it took us back here and so here we are." Somehow, despite the rushed babble- like telling, Dumbledore understood every word perfectly.
"You mean to tell me that you happened to accidentally get caught in the middle of a Death Eater meeting and Severus managed to get you out of it, but did not escape himself?"
Persephone nodded fervently. "Yes, sir."
Dumbledore's lips pursed together in the fiercest anger she or Percy had ever seen him in. "Confound that boy! He knows that if he ever has to use that then he ought to return. Here I am on high alert thinking that he may have had his cover blown, but he was simply playing the hero! Really, and I thought he was past all that!" He turned from them and began heading up the stairs to a door that Persephone supposed was his quarters.
She looked up at Percy uncertainly. He looked back at her, equally perplexed. He turned back to his eccentric professor hesitantly. "Sir? Does this mean that we needn't worry about him anymore?"
Dumbledore spun about and stared at them as though only just realizing they were there. "Oh, my poor children! You must think me a terrible old coot, now. Yes, yes, you needn't worry about Severus. He knows how to take care of himself. Really, though, I had hoped that he would have at least sent you back with a message so that I wouldn't worry so much. He is such a careless man." In the next instant he was gone, leaving the two alone and totally confused over the spitfire procession of the last minute's events.
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"You know," Persephone said to him, after a quick stop at the kitchens (which Ron and Harry had been so kind to show her) and a bit of a snack. "That was a bit anticlimactic, don't you think?"
Percy, in step beside her smiled. "I know exactly what you mean. I had expected at least a frantic calling of the staff so that we might collect Snape or prepare for a battle or something, but all we got was a scolding for Snape when he wasn't even there to hear it, which sort of ruins all of the fun."
She laughed softly at the thought of Snape getting a telling off as though he were a little boy, which, in turn, made the thought that she'd had earlier of her being his mother returned, making her laugh harder and even snort a bit.
Soon, the two of them were laughing in the giddy manner of two who had just escaped almost certain death and were thrilled to just be alive. Finally, a passing ghost-nurse hissed at them to be quiet before she went to summon a teacher. As they sniggered, they heard the transparent matriarch whisper to herself something about "young lovers" or some other such nonsense.
This rather embarrassing bit of gossip made them both think of Harry, Ron, and Hermione's plan to get them to be a bit more than friends and they both narrowed their eyes.
Persephone turned to Percy and whispered a bit demonically to him as the sun just began to peak in through the windows. "If you're thinking what I'm thinking, what say you to getting back at them? I have a perfect idea that involves you, me, and a lot of magic."
Percy smiled at her jovially, glad for once at how much like his twin brothers she was.
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A little quick chapter, but, hey, it's a chapter. Well, if I get enough good reviews, I'll probably continue. I'm not exactly sure whether I want it to go on or not, but, eh, we'll see. Until next time!
Chapter 12
A Few Silly Thoughts and a Developing Plan
Though she was terribly happy to be back at Hogwarts, Persephone couldn't help but feel a bit, okay, a lot, worried about her sour new professor. He had, after all, saved her and Percy at great risk to himself. Who knows what kind of danger he could find himself in after that little escapade. She would rather not think of all the horrifying outcomes.
"Percy," she whispered, hoping he wasn't too lost in his thoughts. "Do you think Snape will be all right?"
He looked down at her, his eyes tired and just as worried as she knew hers must be. "I don't know Persephone, but I think we would do best to go straight to the Headmaster. I'm sure he'll know what to do."
His pace quickened down the strangely quiet and empty stone halls of the large and old and a little frightening castle that was her school. His long strides were difficult for her to keep up with, but she managed through some strange will she hadn't known she'd possessed. It reminded her of those stories she'd heard of mothers who had been reported to lift up huge automobiles to save their children. The thought made her laugh. Her being mother to her sallow and hook nosed Potions Professor. Percy looked at her stiffly, obviously disapproving of her light manner in such a dire situation. She quickly sobered and continued at his pace and kept her thoughts in a more appropriate and frightening arena of death and torture.
They reached the gargoyle in no time, but before they could even try to open it themselves, it was opened as though from the inside, but no one stepped out. A little confused and a lot nervously they mounted the large set of stairs and waited impatiently for it to reach the top.
As soon as it had finally arrived at Dumbledore's door, Percy practically pulled it off its hinges in his eagerness to see the Headmaster. Persephone ran to keep up, but was surprised to see Dumbledore standing right before them, as though waiting. He looked at them mildly; the ever present grin and twinkle strangely absent.
"Where is Severus?" he questioned seriously.
Persephone looked at him strangely. She turned to Percy for help, but he was paying her no attention.
"He did not accompany us, sir."
Dumbledore's look became one of confusion, one that could easily have rivaled Persephone's own. "Accompany? What are you on about, my boy?"
Percy sighed and opened his mouth to speak, but Persephone was quicker. "Well, you see, sir, Harry, Ron, and Hermione decided that they would play a little trick on us since they knew that we liked each other so they took us into Hogsmeade to the Shrieking Shack and, well, to make a long story short, they locked us in and so here we are, stuck in a house that no one will dare get close to and then here comes these Death Eater guys, you know, the ones that follow that Voldemort dude, and so we run upstairs to hide, but more keep coming and then the Voldemort dude himself shows up with that bastard Nodoren and me, being totally scared of this guy, I fall over and they send someone up to see what causes the racket and lucky for us it was Snape and he gave us a button which was actually a portkey and it took us back here and so here we are." Somehow, despite the rushed babble- like telling, Dumbledore understood every word perfectly.
"You mean to tell me that you happened to accidentally get caught in the middle of a Death Eater meeting and Severus managed to get you out of it, but did not escape himself?"
Persephone nodded fervently. "Yes, sir."
Dumbledore's lips pursed together in the fiercest anger she or Percy had ever seen him in. "Confound that boy! He knows that if he ever has to use that then he ought to return. Here I am on high alert thinking that he may have had his cover blown, but he was simply playing the hero! Really, and I thought he was past all that!" He turned from them and began heading up the stairs to a door that Persephone supposed was his quarters.
She looked up at Percy uncertainly. He looked back at her, equally perplexed. He turned back to his eccentric professor hesitantly. "Sir? Does this mean that we needn't worry about him anymore?"
Dumbledore spun about and stared at them as though only just realizing they were there. "Oh, my poor children! You must think me a terrible old coot, now. Yes, yes, you needn't worry about Severus. He knows how to take care of himself. Really, though, I had hoped that he would have at least sent you back with a message so that I wouldn't worry so much. He is such a careless man." In the next instant he was gone, leaving the two alone and totally confused over the spitfire procession of the last minute's events.
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"You know," Persephone said to him, after a quick stop at the kitchens (which Ron and Harry had been so kind to show her) and a bit of a snack. "That was a bit anticlimactic, don't you think?"
Percy, in step beside her smiled. "I know exactly what you mean. I had expected at least a frantic calling of the staff so that we might collect Snape or prepare for a battle or something, but all we got was a scolding for Snape when he wasn't even there to hear it, which sort of ruins all of the fun."
She laughed softly at the thought of Snape getting a telling off as though he were a little boy, which, in turn, made the thought that she'd had earlier of her being his mother returned, making her laugh harder and even snort a bit.
Soon, the two of them were laughing in the giddy manner of two who had just escaped almost certain death and were thrilled to just be alive. Finally, a passing ghost-nurse hissed at them to be quiet before she went to summon a teacher. As they sniggered, they heard the transparent matriarch whisper to herself something about "young lovers" or some other such nonsense.
This rather embarrassing bit of gossip made them both think of Harry, Ron, and Hermione's plan to get them to be a bit more than friends and they both narrowed their eyes.
Persephone turned to Percy and whispered a bit demonically to him as the sun just began to peak in through the windows. "If you're thinking what I'm thinking, what say you to getting back at them? I have a perfect idea that involves you, me, and a lot of magic."
Percy smiled at her jovially, glad for once at how much like his twin brothers she was.
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A little quick chapter, but, hey, it's a chapter. Well, if I get enough good reviews, I'll probably continue. I'm not exactly sure whether I want it to go on or not, but, eh, we'll see. Until next time!
