Chapter Twenty Six: Much Ado about Snape
Harry and Ginny Walked in.
But Draco soon realized that his action wasn't needed. The two walked over to the table, and nodded to everyone in acknowledgement, then took their seats.
They ordered two more butterbeers, and the conversation continued, it briefly went to quidditch, of which Draco Harry and Ron all discussed civily.
The other four chatted about school mostly.
Ginny didn't complain much about her workload, and tom and Hanna were discussing NWETS. Mione just sat there sipping mindlessly, sending out a comment or and agreement here or there.
It was really amazing, Draco thought. That all of them got along rather well when they forgot everything else.
Draco separated from the two boys and whispered in Mione's ear "I wish we could do this everyday." And she nodded and Draco returned to his conversation.
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Tuesday September Ninth
Monday was nothing to special; they went to breakfast, classes, lunch classes dinner bed.
Monday night Draco started teaching Mione the fine art of flying, finally. Meanwhile, or should I say, after word, Hanna gave all of them a basic Karate lesson, and they crashed.
Tuesday morning, everyone was sore. Mione, the usual morning bird, had to be woken up, with Tom and Draco, by Hanna. She herself was honestly shocked that they were so badly out of shape.
Draco and Mione didn't even bother to mention their quick agility on the tennis courts.
Obviously, what Hanna considered fit, was being able to run the entire way around the school, and think of it as eating.
Mione waddled down to break fast and inhaled her food, then, miraculously found her way to charms. She for one didn't know how she was planning on finishing up her potion exercise that Snape gave her as a 'starter' project, so she could get used to working on her own.
Sighing, she nearly collapsed into her chair, but controlled her self, barely. Tom managed similarly.
"Next hour," he breathed "I'm going to make Hanna regret this, highly."
Mione nodded barely breathing out "Be my guest," before her head found the table.
Harry and Ron could hardly not notice this, Hermione Granger, tired. "So, studying finally hitting you?" Harry asked in good humor.
"No more like Hanna Abbott." She managed to say.
"What?" both boys asked oddly.
"Nevermind." Tom answered for her.
Flitwik walked in and saw the two heads on the tables. He left them be, after all, they worked harder then anyone else did normally, they deserved the rest.
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When Mione finnaly reached the dungeons, she collapsed on her stool.
"Ms. Granger." A cold voice drawled into her ear. "Late."
"tired." She responded "It wont happen again."
"It had better not." Snape walked up in front of her. "may I inquire what would cause me to find you this exhausted, when even in your third year, you still managed to run here and ther, even with your extra work load?" Snape asked in an almost worried way. Mioine laughed at the Irony.
Snape was worried.
About a Gryffindor.
"Hanna."
"I am not Ms. Abbott, Ms. Granger are you sure your feeling well?"
"I'm in perfect health Professor, or at least I thought I was, until Hanna showed me that I'm not at all in shape."
Snape understood. "I give you all of today, first thing tomarrow turn in your work, and I do mean first thing, before breakfast." And he turned on heel. "You may rest this class hour, in the library if you wish, or your room, I dismiss you ms. Ganger."
He was about to leave when "Professor?"
"Greedy Ms. Granger?" he sneered.
"No, that's not it, I'm grateful for the time, but Malfoy went though the same hell I did, so.. ."
"I'll see to it Ms. Granger." He snapped and left abruptly.
Mione shook her head. That man had serious mood swings.
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Harry noticed that Snape was late, though he was allowed to be, this was the first time since first year, when he made his entrance.
Suddenly the door banged, and he walked in, in a huff. "Draco Malfoy, due to your Physical aliments, you are excused from this class for rest, and rest only, I'll see you tomorrow first thing about the assignments."
It was as Harry watched Draco leave, that he realized that Mione and Tom looked similar in charms, quite odd, and he subconsciously noted it.
"Now today we will be working on a potion made back in the late eighteen hundreds.. . Any one care to try to show that you have a brain, and tell me what it is called?" Harry turned his attention back to class.
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Draco saw Mione waiting for him "How, did you manage that miracle?" he smirked.
"Bed." She told him, and they walked up to the head tower, then collapse onto their own chairs, and were asleep just as fast.
When Tom found them it was Dinner time. He shook his head, Mione had managed to wiggle her way out of DADA, joint class because she was so exhausted, that it had litterly shocked Snape. Then, she convinced him that Draco was similar, and got him out too. It was all over school by then.
Tom shook his head. After that Care of Magical Creature lesson, he felt well energized, and hoped that their sleep help them similarly.
Hanna walked in and saw the two. "Damn, didn't know that it was that bad."
"Hann, you're used to it, we aren't. Go easy on us, or those two won't get anything done."
She placed her hand on his shoulder. "What about you then??"
"I'll manage to keep up." He took her hand and kissed it, causing her to blush.
"Come on, let's wake them, they will want to eat, at least with the work load they'll have."
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Wednesday 10th
The next morning, after an entire day and a nights worth of rest, Hermione and Draco walked down to the dungeons to see Snape.
The knocked on the potions door and were promptly answered. "Come in."
They stepped in quietly.
"Before either of you does anything about your school work, you'll explain precisely why you were tired, from what Ms. Granger told me, it was because of Ms. Abbott, care to clarify?"
"Karate Lessons Professor, thy take a lot out of you." Draco Started.
"And Hanna isn't used to teaching people who aren't use to the diligence, and energy you need to put into it." Mione finished.
"I see. I won't waste my time asking why you wish to study such and activity, I however, expect it never to interfere with your work again. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Professor." They answered simultainusly.
"Ms. Granger, your report?"
"Here: everything I could find about the history of Polyjuice potion along with a complete analysis of every ingredient and how it contributes to the potion itself. Then I have all my works alphabetically cited, and then you'll find the recipe and alterations to make it work at a high more complex efficiency, along with a recipe I made, so people could copy animals, as well as humans." Hermione said rather quickly but with perfect pronunciation.
"Thank you Miss Granger, you may start your own project tomorrow, I expect a complete outline of the project, with a complete time line, along with your personal requirements, and goals. I also expect a proficient rubric so that I may grade your progress and work by the end of the week, you are dismissed." Hermione bowed, and left quickly.
"As for you Mr. Malfoy," he waited until the door was closed. "The class was fairly slow yesterday, so you didn't miss much, however I expect you to not be behind, understood?"
Draco nodded. "Anything else?"
"Yes, I planed on visiting your father tonight; I have already asked 'his' permission to see why you dad missed the meeting, I'm discussing the plan with him. Are you completely sure that he's not just scheming up something? If he is, I could get myself killed, you realize?"
"Yes professor, if you don't believe me when I say he's safe, then do down the street a bit from the black mansion until you find a purple house, knock and ask for Rachel. She'll set you straight." Draco explained simply.
"Who's this Rachel?"
"Her mum and dad are nuts, and she's a friend, I would send your to Dora, that's Doreen, but her mom is to sneaky."
Snape looked at the boy in complete shock. "This is something, a Malfoy, befriending muggles, I would call the presses, but it wouldn't suit me."
"Then you'll speck to her?" Draco mused.
"Yes. I guess I will."
"I'll notify her of your coming then, so she answers the door. Her mum would ask you about a million questions on your robes, mainly about design." Draco smirked, then burst out laughing.
Snape gave Draco an odd look, "A question, Mr Malfoy?"
"Yes?"
"Is Rachel a muggle, or a witch descendent, a witch whose home schooled or possibly a squib?"
"A witch, ask her anything you'll like, but she isn't quite as powerful to go to schooling, nor is she a squib."
"then she isn't a muggle,"
"She is."
"I thought-."
"Thoughts may be deciving professor, if you absolutely trust me, I'll tell you something you really should know."
"I trust you, what is it?"
"She's a full fledged Muggle, but might as well be a witch with her knowledge, you'll see her here in less then a week, I ask you to help her stay, and help us deceive the other professors." Draco looked directly into the eyes of his professor.
"A muggle is coming here? It's impossible Mr. Malfoy."
"Two, actually Dora's coming too, and no professor it's not impossible, don't worry about them getting here, just with the deceiving when they get here, will you help?"
Snape sighed. As a teacher, he was supposed to be making the students do things, not the other way around, but if he could get a muggle here, it would be famous, to say the least. Not like anyone's tried it, but still, he wanted to see. After all, he was the only teacher at the school that demanded growth in abilities; this would show Malfoy's true prowess to him. "Alright, I'll help. But if I do not believe this Rachel capable of staying among us, without becoming a burden, then I hold my right to change my decision."
"I understand, thank your professor."
"You are dismissed." And Snape waved him out, and went back to grading.
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AN: ok now why is Draco asking Snape's help?
I don't know really, this part wrote itself.
Well review and give me your thoughts!
Relena~
Harry and Ginny Walked in.
But Draco soon realized that his action wasn't needed. The two walked over to the table, and nodded to everyone in acknowledgement, then took their seats.
They ordered two more butterbeers, and the conversation continued, it briefly went to quidditch, of which Draco Harry and Ron all discussed civily.
The other four chatted about school mostly.
Ginny didn't complain much about her workload, and tom and Hanna were discussing NWETS. Mione just sat there sipping mindlessly, sending out a comment or and agreement here or there.
It was really amazing, Draco thought. That all of them got along rather well when they forgot everything else.
Draco separated from the two boys and whispered in Mione's ear "I wish we could do this everyday." And she nodded and Draco returned to his conversation.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Tuesday September Ninth
Monday was nothing to special; they went to breakfast, classes, lunch classes dinner bed.
Monday night Draco started teaching Mione the fine art of flying, finally. Meanwhile, or should I say, after word, Hanna gave all of them a basic Karate lesson, and they crashed.
Tuesday morning, everyone was sore. Mione, the usual morning bird, had to be woken up, with Tom and Draco, by Hanna. She herself was honestly shocked that they were so badly out of shape.
Draco and Mione didn't even bother to mention their quick agility on the tennis courts.
Obviously, what Hanna considered fit, was being able to run the entire way around the school, and think of it as eating.
Mione waddled down to break fast and inhaled her food, then, miraculously found her way to charms. She for one didn't know how she was planning on finishing up her potion exercise that Snape gave her as a 'starter' project, so she could get used to working on her own.
Sighing, she nearly collapsed into her chair, but controlled her self, barely. Tom managed similarly.
"Next hour," he breathed "I'm going to make Hanna regret this, highly."
Mione nodded barely breathing out "Be my guest," before her head found the table.
Harry and Ron could hardly not notice this, Hermione Granger, tired. "So, studying finally hitting you?" Harry asked in good humor.
"No more like Hanna Abbott." She managed to say.
"What?" both boys asked oddly.
"Nevermind." Tom answered for her.
Flitwik walked in and saw the two heads on the tables. He left them be, after all, they worked harder then anyone else did normally, they deserved the rest.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When Mione finnaly reached the dungeons, she collapsed on her stool.
"Ms. Granger." A cold voice drawled into her ear. "Late."
"tired." She responded "It wont happen again."
"It had better not." Snape walked up in front of her. "may I inquire what would cause me to find you this exhausted, when even in your third year, you still managed to run here and ther, even with your extra work load?" Snape asked in an almost worried way. Mioine laughed at the Irony.
Snape was worried.
About a Gryffindor.
"Hanna."
"I am not Ms. Abbott, Ms. Granger are you sure your feeling well?"
"I'm in perfect health Professor, or at least I thought I was, until Hanna showed me that I'm not at all in shape."
Snape understood. "I give you all of today, first thing tomarrow turn in your work, and I do mean first thing, before breakfast." And he turned on heel. "You may rest this class hour, in the library if you wish, or your room, I dismiss you ms. Ganger."
He was about to leave when "Professor?"
"Greedy Ms. Granger?" he sneered.
"No, that's not it, I'm grateful for the time, but Malfoy went though the same hell I did, so.. ."
"I'll see to it Ms. Granger." He snapped and left abruptly.
Mione shook her head. That man had serious mood swings.
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Harry noticed that Snape was late, though he was allowed to be, this was the first time since first year, when he made his entrance.
Suddenly the door banged, and he walked in, in a huff. "Draco Malfoy, due to your Physical aliments, you are excused from this class for rest, and rest only, I'll see you tomorrow first thing about the assignments."
It was as Harry watched Draco leave, that he realized that Mione and Tom looked similar in charms, quite odd, and he subconsciously noted it.
"Now today we will be working on a potion made back in the late eighteen hundreds.. . Any one care to try to show that you have a brain, and tell me what it is called?" Harry turned his attention back to class.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco saw Mione waiting for him "How, did you manage that miracle?" he smirked.
"Bed." She told him, and they walked up to the head tower, then collapse onto their own chairs, and were asleep just as fast.
When Tom found them it was Dinner time. He shook his head, Mione had managed to wiggle her way out of DADA, joint class because she was so exhausted, that it had litterly shocked Snape. Then, she convinced him that Draco was similar, and got him out too. It was all over school by then.
Tom shook his head. After that Care of Magical Creature lesson, he felt well energized, and hoped that their sleep help them similarly.
Hanna walked in and saw the two. "Damn, didn't know that it was that bad."
"Hann, you're used to it, we aren't. Go easy on us, or those two won't get anything done."
She placed her hand on his shoulder. "What about you then??"
"I'll manage to keep up." He took her hand and kissed it, causing her to blush.
"Come on, let's wake them, they will want to eat, at least with the work load they'll have."
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Wednesday 10th
The next morning, after an entire day and a nights worth of rest, Hermione and Draco walked down to the dungeons to see Snape.
The knocked on the potions door and were promptly answered. "Come in."
They stepped in quietly.
"Before either of you does anything about your school work, you'll explain precisely why you were tired, from what Ms. Granger told me, it was because of Ms. Abbott, care to clarify?"
"Karate Lessons Professor, thy take a lot out of you." Draco Started.
"And Hanna isn't used to teaching people who aren't use to the diligence, and energy you need to put into it." Mione finished.
"I see. I won't waste my time asking why you wish to study such and activity, I however, expect it never to interfere with your work again. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Professor." They answered simultainusly.
"Ms. Granger, your report?"
"Here: everything I could find about the history of Polyjuice potion along with a complete analysis of every ingredient and how it contributes to the potion itself. Then I have all my works alphabetically cited, and then you'll find the recipe and alterations to make it work at a high more complex efficiency, along with a recipe I made, so people could copy animals, as well as humans." Hermione said rather quickly but with perfect pronunciation.
"Thank you Miss Granger, you may start your own project tomorrow, I expect a complete outline of the project, with a complete time line, along with your personal requirements, and goals. I also expect a proficient rubric so that I may grade your progress and work by the end of the week, you are dismissed." Hermione bowed, and left quickly.
"As for you Mr. Malfoy," he waited until the door was closed. "The class was fairly slow yesterday, so you didn't miss much, however I expect you to not be behind, understood?"
Draco nodded. "Anything else?"
"Yes, I planed on visiting your father tonight; I have already asked 'his' permission to see why you dad missed the meeting, I'm discussing the plan with him. Are you completely sure that he's not just scheming up something? If he is, I could get myself killed, you realize?"
"Yes professor, if you don't believe me when I say he's safe, then do down the street a bit from the black mansion until you find a purple house, knock and ask for Rachel. She'll set you straight." Draco explained simply.
"Who's this Rachel?"
"Her mum and dad are nuts, and she's a friend, I would send your to Dora, that's Doreen, but her mom is to sneaky."
Snape looked at the boy in complete shock. "This is something, a Malfoy, befriending muggles, I would call the presses, but it wouldn't suit me."
"Then you'll speck to her?" Draco mused.
"Yes. I guess I will."
"I'll notify her of your coming then, so she answers the door. Her mum would ask you about a million questions on your robes, mainly about design." Draco smirked, then burst out laughing.
Snape gave Draco an odd look, "A question, Mr Malfoy?"
"Yes?"
"Is Rachel a muggle, or a witch descendent, a witch whose home schooled or possibly a squib?"
"A witch, ask her anything you'll like, but she isn't quite as powerful to go to schooling, nor is she a squib."
"then she isn't a muggle,"
"She is."
"I thought-."
"Thoughts may be deciving professor, if you absolutely trust me, I'll tell you something you really should know."
"I trust you, what is it?"
"She's a full fledged Muggle, but might as well be a witch with her knowledge, you'll see her here in less then a week, I ask you to help her stay, and help us deceive the other professors." Draco looked directly into the eyes of his professor.
"A muggle is coming here? It's impossible Mr. Malfoy."
"Two, actually Dora's coming too, and no professor it's not impossible, don't worry about them getting here, just with the deceiving when they get here, will you help?"
Snape sighed. As a teacher, he was supposed to be making the students do things, not the other way around, but if he could get a muggle here, it would be famous, to say the least. Not like anyone's tried it, but still, he wanted to see. After all, he was the only teacher at the school that demanded growth in abilities; this would show Malfoy's true prowess to him. "Alright, I'll help. But if I do not believe this Rachel capable of staying among us, without becoming a burden, then I hold my right to change my decision."
"I understand, thank your professor."
"You are dismissed." And Snape waved him out, and went back to grading.
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AN: ok now why is Draco asking Snape's help?
I don't know really, this part wrote itself.
Well review and give me your thoughts!
Relena~