Chapter Two
Hermione was awakened by the rustling around from Becca. Hermione rubbed her eyes and staggered out of bed. "Becca?" Hermione called. "What time is it?"
Becca checked her watch. "It's eight-o-seven. Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry!"
Hermione shook her head. "No that's okay, I needed to get up anyway. Classes start today, and I want to get a good breakfast."
The two headed down to the Great Hall. Harry and Ron were already eating, and looking at their schedules.
"What do we have first, Harry?" asked Hermione, as she plopped some bacon onto her plate.
Harry sighed. "Just the best thing in the world. Potions."
Becca beamed. "I love Potions! It's my second best subject, and tons of fun! Wouldn't you guys agree?"
Ron snorted. "Oh yeah? Wait until you meet our teacher. He's a nightmare."
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Becca giggled along with Hermione, unaware of what she was about to face. She did not know what she was going to have to face on the other side of the door. Hermione and Becca were walking into Potions, and no one had told Becca Snape was the teacher.
She sat next to Hermione, and Harry and Ron sat behind them. She already had pulled out her Potions book, doing a quick recap of what she had studied over the years.
Suddenly, he walked in. Becca instantly felt the cold he held inside. She could sense his presence...and was not happy about it.
"Class, I want you all to start off with making the potion I was explaining last year. Who remembers it?"
Of course, Hermione raised her hand.
Snape rolled his eyes. "Besides Show-Off Granger, over there. Granger, don't you ever let someone else have a chance?"
The Slytherins laughed approvingly, but Hermione blushed and her head fell. Becca put her hand on Hermione's shoulder reassuringly. Snape's lips curled.
Everyone got to work on the potions right away (right after Hermione answered Snape's question). Becca worked carefully, but too slowly for Snape. As he came walking around, he stopped at Becca's cauldron.
"Miss Raughtedolrs, your potion is so watery. What did you do to it?"
Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked up from what they were doing.
Becca sneered. "I haven't added the eel juice, *Professor*," she said, with viciousness in her voice. "If you'd wait just a minute..."
"I will NOT wait for you to fall even further behind in your work, Rebecca!" Snape pulled out his wand, and so did Harry and Becca.
"Don't mess with me, Severus!" yelled Becca, as she pointed her wand right at his long, warped nose.
Snape stiffened, and his eyes showed fear. The whole class became quiet.
"Rebecca, I advise you to keep your temper at a minimum. Albus will not be pleased-"
"Albus will not be pleased with the way you treat your students, Severus. Believe me, I intend to tell him want your comments to Neville were. They were completely out of line, Severus. How dare you treat a student like that!"
"How dare you correct a teacher! Are you threatening me? Because if you are..."
"Are you threatening me?!" Becca began to shake with fury, and her face was red with fury. "Do NOT cross the line Severus. You know exactly what I can do...what my powers are..."
"Don't you dare speak of your past in front of the students! You should know better!"
Becca's eyes were like fire. "My powers are not my past...they are my future. They will allow me too..." Becca cut off her sentence, and put down her wand. "I'm warning you Severus, one wrong move, and you're mine."
Snape's fingers molded into a fists, and it looked like he was about to punch Becca, but the bell rang to signify the end of class. Becca's red face did not break away from the position it was in until Snape walked away.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked up to the still-shaking Becca. Becca turned to look at them. She placed the rest of her ingredients into her bag and put her bag over her shoulder. "Don't say anything," she said. "I don't want to talk about what just happened."
Harry nodded, but he was still confused. What the hell was that?
Becca left.
Hermione turned to Harry and Ron. "What was that about?"
Snape raised his head from looking at his papers. "Potter, get out. And don't even think about trying to figure out what just happened. It's a personal problem which you will not interfere with. Do you understand?"
Harry nodded. He walked out of the classroom, and Hermione asked again, "What was that about?"
Ron shrugged. "I have no idea. Can you believe Becca stood up to Snape like that? He seemed like he was about to cower in fear!"
Harry's eyes were full of worry. "What did she mean about her power? What kind of power does she have? Snape seemed a little frightened when she mentioned it."
"Who knows?" Ron said, as he hopped down the stairs. "I'm just glad she freaked him out so much..."
Hermione was awakened by the rustling around from Becca. Hermione rubbed her eyes and staggered out of bed. "Becca?" Hermione called. "What time is it?"
Becca checked her watch. "It's eight-o-seven. Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry!"
Hermione shook her head. "No that's okay, I needed to get up anyway. Classes start today, and I want to get a good breakfast."
The two headed down to the Great Hall. Harry and Ron were already eating, and looking at their schedules.
"What do we have first, Harry?" asked Hermione, as she plopped some bacon onto her plate.
Harry sighed. "Just the best thing in the world. Potions."
Becca beamed. "I love Potions! It's my second best subject, and tons of fun! Wouldn't you guys agree?"
Ron snorted. "Oh yeah? Wait until you meet our teacher. He's a nightmare."
^*^*^
Becca giggled along with Hermione, unaware of what she was about to face. She did not know what she was going to have to face on the other side of the door. Hermione and Becca were walking into Potions, and no one had told Becca Snape was the teacher.
She sat next to Hermione, and Harry and Ron sat behind them. She already had pulled out her Potions book, doing a quick recap of what she had studied over the years.
Suddenly, he walked in. Becca instantly felt the cold he held inside. She could sense his presence...and was not happy about it.
"Class, I want you all to start off with making the potion I was explaining last year. Who remembers it?"
Of course, Hermione raised her hand.
Snape rolled his eyes. "Besides Show-Off Granger, over there. Granger, don't you ever let someone else have a chance?"
The Slytherins laughed approvingly, but Hermione blushed and her head fell. Becca put her hand on Hermione's shoulder reassuringly. Snape's lips curled.
Everyone got to work on the potions right away (right after Hermione answered Snape's question). Becca worked carefully, but too slowly for Snape. As he came walking around, he stopped at Becca's cauldron.
"Miss Raughtedolrs, your potion is so watery. What did you do to it?"
Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked up from what they were doing.
Becca sneered. "I haven't added the eel juice, *Professor*," she said, with viciousness in her voice. "If you'd wait just a minute..."
"I will NOT wait for you to fall even further behind in your work, Rebecca!" Snape pulled out his wand, and so did Harry and Becca.
"Don't mess with me, Severus!" yelled Becca, as she pointed her wand right at his long, warped nose.
Snape stiffened, and his eyes showed fear. The whole class became quiet.
"Rebecca, I advise you to keep your temper at a minimum. Albus will not be pleased-"
"Albus will not be pleased with the way you treat your students, Severus. Believe me, I intend to tell him want your comments to Neville were. They were completely out of line, Severus. How dare you treat a student like that!"
"How dare you correct a teacher! Are you threatening me? Because if you are..."
"Are you threatening me?!" Becca began to shake with fury, and her face was red with fury. "Do NOT cross the line Severus. You know exactly what I can do...what my powers are..."
"Don't you dare speak of your past in front of the students! You should know better!"
Becca's eyes were like fire. "My powers are not my past...they are my future. They will allow me too..." Becca cut off her sentence, and put down her wand. "I'm warning you Severus, one wrong move, and you're mine."
Snape's fingers molded into a fists, and it looked like he was about to punch Becca, but the bell rang to signify the end of class. Becca's red face did not break away from the position it was in until Snape walked away.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked up to the still-shaking Becca. Becca turned to look at them. She placed the rest of her ingredients into her bag and put her bag over her shoulder. "Don't say anything," she said. "I don't want to talk about what just happened."
Harry nodded, but he was still confused. What the hell was that?
Becca left.
Hermione turned to Harry and Ron. "What was that about?"
Snape raised his head from looking at his papers. "Potter, get out. And don't even think about trying to figure out what just happened. It's a personal problem which you will not interfere with. Do you understand?"
Harry nodded. He walked out of the classroom, and Hermione asked again, "What was that about?"
Ron shrugged. "I have no idea. Can you believe Becca stood up to Snape like that? He seemed like he was about to cower in fear!"
Harry's eyes were full of worry. "What did she mean about her power? What kind of power does she have? Snape seemed a little frightened when she mentioned it."
"Who knows?" Ron said, as he hopped down the stairs. "I'm just glad she freaked him out so much..."