Second to Go- *Seven*
dedicated to Arianwen/anna/holly Lupin for dedicating her chapter to me for dedicating my last chpter to her... whoa craaayzay!
A/n- there'll probably be only ten of these. three more after this one then.. phew, i have two other stories to finish! Hmm so where was i... oh yeah.
"Snape." Edea peered round her classroom door, "OUT. NOW."
Draco Malfoy sneered at her, "I'm going to tell my father..."
"Oh yeah. Your father." Edea bent down near his desk so she was at eye level with him. "Me and your father know each other quite well, he's got enough sense to stay out of my way."
Draco sneered again. "He'll report you for hitting Snape."
Edea raised an eyebrow, lowering her voice so only Draco could hear. "I know what he is, boy. And so do you. He comes up to me and starts threatening me, i'll arrest him. And for your information, i have proof."
"You wouldn't dare. You touch him, and the Dark Lord will hunt you down." Draco spat.
"Bring it on." Edea grinned. "I'm dying for a good fight."
"You'll be interestingly dead at the end of it."
"We'll have to wait and see won't we." Edea stood up, coughing to address the class. "Okay, i'm sure you're all very upset that Professor Snape had to leave so soon, after teaching you all about... what WAS he teaching you about?"
"Untrustworthy Aurors." Pansy answered.
"Really, oh well that's rich coming from HIM." Edea muttered to herself. "You know what? I don't realy feel like teaching you if you don't want to learn, i mean what's it to me if Voldemort blows you all up?"
The class shuddered at the mention of his name. "What's that? Can't you say his name? He is a person you know, he does HAVE a name. And its not like he can hear you."
"Don't patronise your class, Eddie." Came a voice from the room.
The class turned to look at who it was. They saw nobody. It spoke again, "I mean, even if they ARE slytherins, its just not right in this day and age, is it!"
"Don't call me Eddie." Edea fumed. "When i find you, you're dead."
"Uh oh." The voice said in a sing-song voice. "The auror's after me."
"Sirius. If that's you..."
"It could be anbody." The voice replied. Edea's eyes narrowed, as Malfoy was suddenly knocked forward by a force from behind him. Malfoy turned round, spluttering with rage.
"Zamianden, jestru mi am demm." Edea pointed her wand at the air behind Draco and a fierce wind blew cross the room, revealing Sirius' head.
"SIRIUS BLACK!" Draco Malfoy's eyes widened, his hand reaching for his wand. The others in the class did the same until Edea charmed all of the class's wands to float near the ceiling.
"Sirius." Edea raised an eyebrow. "How nice of your head to join us."
"Yes it is isn't it." Sirius grinned. "The rest of me was rather busy you see,"
Edea shook her head, "Out, now."
"Gone." Sirius made his way to the door. "Talk about moody women."
Edea spent the next half hour trying to calm down her class after seeing a so-called-murderer in their lesson.
***
Sirius and Remus sat at the Gryffindor table that evening, talking animatedly with Lee Jordan, Fred, Goerge and Harry about a prank they'd played on Snape in their sixth year.
"But you see, the thing was, Professor Patten, the slytherin house master couldnt see it." Sirius laughed
"Why?" Harry looked confused
"Your father charmed it so only those under the age of 21 could see the effects. It was an illusion charm, nothing was actually wrong with Snape's face." Remus informed.
Harry grinned, looking up at Snape at the Professor's table and just trying to imagine him with scaped, bubbled eyes and no nose. It was quite a sight to imagine. He did a double take, was that Snape being nice? He was actually smiling.
"Uhm, guys." Fred had also noticed, "Why's he smiling?"
"Didn't you know?" Hermione started to talk patronisingly, "It was in the daily prophet, He's been nominated for Potion Master of the Decade award run by the ministry."
"Oh no." Sirius groaned.
"He's gonna become unbearable." Ron muttered, "i can just see his smarmy face winning..."
"Not gonna happen." Harry shook his head, "Who else is he up against?"
"A guy called Zirab Mustafa, and Leonore Vay." Hermione read out.
Remus almost choked, "Leonore VAY? She's like... amazing at potions, snape won't stand a chance."
Dumbledore stood up and got the attention of all the students. "Good evening students." He started, "Firstly, i'd like to welcome two old Hogwarts Students back into our ranks, Remus Lupin, who i believe taught here a few years back, and Sirius Black, who was one of the most mischeivous students i have ever come across..."
"Aw, such kindness, you make me blush." Sirius said loudly.
"Thank you, Mr.Black." Dumbledore smiled, "And secondly, on a sadly more graver note, i feel it is my duty to inform you that Lord Voldemort has struck once again, without reason, and without thought. I am sure you will feel scared and very saddened at the loss of our Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, who was brutally murdered as he returned back to London from Hogwarts."
A murmur went round as Dumbledore paused for a moment. Edea, who was sitting at the Professor's table too a long hard look at Draco Malfoy, who looked like he was going to be sick.
"A replacement has not yet been posted, in respect to the loss. It is of a great impotance that you take his death as a warning, to remian safe, and please for your own lives, do not be tempted by the darker side of magic. That is all."
He sat back down and the atmosphere of the room was very much more subdued.
TBC
sorry this is short. i have something of greater importance to stick in chapter 8 which just wont fit in here....
thanx to everyone! i love you all (sob!)
dedicated to Arianwen/anna/holly Lupin for dedicating her chapter to me for dedicating my last chpter to her... whoa craaayzay!
A/n- there'll probably be only ten of these. three more after this one then.. phew, i have two other stories to finish! Hmm so where was i... oh yeah.
"Snape." Edea peered round her classroom door, "OUT. NOW."
Draco Malfoy sneered at her, "I'm going to tell my father..."
"Oh yeah. Your father." Edea bent down near his desk so she was at eye level with him. "Me and your father know each other quite well, he's got enough sense to stay out of my way."
Draco sneered again. "He'll report you for hitting Snape."
Edea raised an eyebrow, lowering her voice so only Draco could hear. "I know what he is, boy. And so do you. He comes up to me and starts threatening me, i'll arrest him. And for your information, i have proof."
"You wouldn't dare. You touch him, and the Dark Lord will hunt you down." Draco spat.
"Bring it on." Edea grinned. "I'm dying for a good fight."
"You'll be interestingly dead at the end of it."
"We'll have to wait and see won't we." Edea stood up, coughing to address the class. "Okay, i'm sure you're all very upset that Professor Snape had to leave so soon, after teaching you all about... what WAS he teaching you about?"
"Untrustworthy Aurors." Pansy answered.
"Really, oh well that's rich coming from HIM." Edea muttered to herself. "You know what? I don't realy feel like teaching you if you don't want to learn, i mean what's it to me if Voldemort blows you all up?"
The class shuddered at the mention of his name. "What's that? Can't you say his name? He is a person you know, he does HAVE a name. And its not like he can hear you."
"Don't patronise your class, Eddie." Came a voice from the room.
The class turned to look at who it was. They saw nobody. It spoke again, "I mean, even if they ARE slytherins, its just not right in this day and age, is it!"
"Don't call me Eddie." Edea fumed. "When i find you, you're dead."
"Uh oh." The voice said in a sing-song voice. "The auror's after me."
"Sirius. If that's you..."
"It could be anbody." The voice replied. Edea's eyes narrowed, as Malfoy was suddenly knocked forward by a force from behind him. Malfoy turned round, spluttering with rage.
"Zamianden, jestru mi am demm." Edea pointed her wand at the air behind Draco and a fierce wind blew cross the room, revealing Sirius' head.
"SIRIUS BLACK!" Draco Malfoy's eyes widened, his hand reaching for his wand. The others in the class did the same until Edea charmed all of the class's wands to float near the ceiling.
"Sirius." Edea raised an eyebrow. "How nice of your head to join us."
"Yes it is isn't it." Sirius grinned. "The rest of me was rather busy you see,"
Edea shook her head, "Out, now."
"Gone." Sirius made his way to the door. "Talk about moody women."
Edea spent the next half hour trying to calm down her class after seeing a so-called-murderer in their lesson.
***
Sirius and Remus sat at the Gryffindor table that evening, talking animatedly with Lee Jordan, Fred, Goerge and Harry about a prank they'd played on Snape in their sixth year.
"But you see, the thing was, Professor Patten, the slytherin house master couldnt see it." Sirius laughed
"Why?" Harry looked confused
"Your father charmed it so only those under the age of 21 could see the effects. It was an illusion charm, nothing was actually wrong with Snape's face." Remus informed.
Harry grinned, looking up at Snape at the Professor's table and just trying to imagine him with scaped, bubbled eyes and no nose. It was quite a sight to imagine. He did a double take, was that Snape being nice? He was actually smiling.
"Uhm, guys." Fred had also noticed, "Why's he smiling?"
"Didn't you know?" Hermione started to talk patronisingly, "It was in the daily prophet, He's been nominated for Potion Master of the Decade award run by the ministry."
"Oh no." Sirius groaned.
"He's gonna become unbearable." Ron muttered, "i can just see his smarmy face winning..."
"Not gonna happen." Harry shook his head, "Who else is he up against?"
"A guy called Zirab Mustafa, and Leonore Vay." Hermione read out.
Remus almost choked, "Leonore VAY? She's like... amazing at potions, snape won't stand a chance."
Dumbledore stood up and got the attention of all the students. "Good evening students." He started, "Firstly, i'd like to welcome two old Hogwarts Students back into our ranks, Remus Lupin, who i believe taught here a few years back, and Sirius Black, who was one of the most mischeivous students i have ever come across..."
"Aw, such kindness, you make me blush." Sirius said loudly.
"Thank you, Mr.Black." Dumbledore smiled, "And secondly, on a sadly more graver note, i feel it is my duty to inform you that Lord Voldemort has struck once again, without reason, and without thought. I am sure you will feel scared and very saddened at the loss of our Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, who was brutally murdered as he returned back to London from Hogwarts."
A murmur went round as Dumbledore paused for a moment. Edea, who was sitting at the Professor's table too a long hard look at Draco Malfoy, who looked like he was going to be sick.
"A replacement has not yet been posted, in respect to the loss. It is of a great impotance that you take his death as a warning, to remian safe, and please for your own lives, do not be tempted by the darker side of magic. That is all."
He sat back down and the atmosphere of the room was very much more subdued.
TBC
sorry this is short. i have something of greater importance to stick in chapter 8 which just wont fit in here....
thanx to everyone! i love you all (sob!)