Disclaimer: This is my first HP fan fiction! I read the book for the FIRST time yesterday after I saw the film. So naturally, I don't own any characters and whatnot.....J.K Rowling owns all....except Professor Jocelyn Bell. She is mine...so if you all really, ReaLLy, REALLY love my story ( which I hope you do) ask before you mooch her off of me :) note: this is a very wild thought but, allow me to dream :)
Jocelyn finished her class and they kids actually seem interested in her stories about the witch Gertrude, especially when she got to the part where she has relationships with 13 men. She was dreading her meeting with Quirrell. He was really starting to scare her. She had looked up from her notes and saw him peering into the window, watching her. When her students left, he came to the door. He greeted her and they walked out to the garden. They chatting for a while and then he asked
" D-do you have a c-class n-next period?" as they turned a bend, loosing site of Hogwarts.
"No" she answered "Next class I teach is after lunch, why?" she asked
"Good." He smiled and grabbed her and threw he up against a stone wall.
" What in the bloody hell do you think you are doing?!" she screamed as he reached into her robe and pulled out her wand, smashing her in the ribs with his fist, knocking the wind out of her
" You won't be needing this!" he proclaimed and threw it near some bushes. Jocelyn opened her mouth to scream and he slapped his palm over her full, red lips. He caressed her long blonde as she looked at him with terrified eyes.
"You are quite stunning, but of course, you know that." he whispered holding her against the wall. " I suppose that is why Snape is falling all over himself for you." He planted a kiss on her forehead. Jocelyn kneed him and tried to run but, he was too quick.
"HELP ME!" she screamed as he wrestled her to the ground.
Quirrell kicked her and slapped her across the face to silent her. Jocelyn whimpered and he whispered evilly " Nice try. Now listen to me, you wench! Stay far away from me and stay out of my affairs! If I find out you are saying anything about me I assure you this will not be your last visit from me! Not even Snape can save you from my wrath!"
A tear rolled down Jocelyn's cheek and he maliciously spoke to her
" Don't cry, your ruin your make up. Now I am going to go sweetie and suggest you put some ice on your eye and cheek. They are starting to swell, and how can old Severus ever love you if your face is puffy and tear streaked." He kissed her delicately on her mouth, savoring her and strolled back to the school.
Jocelyn lied there on the ground for a minute to regain her composure. What the hell had just happened? She got up and brushed herself off. She lurched over to the bush where he had tossed her wand and grabbed it. Jocelyn wiped the tears off her face and did a quick cover-up. She knew this would only last for today because tomorrow, her face would began to swell even worse. She staggered back to the school and saw some children staring at her. She smiled at them and continue on her way, back to the safety of her classroom. She collapsed in her office and started to sob. Why was this happening? What is Quirrell hiding anyways? Jocelyn grabbed her mini-icebox and pulled out some ice and placed it on her eye. The tears rolled freely down her cheeks.
Lunch was going on as she sat there, but she didn't feel like eating. She knew Severus would be wondering where she was. She couldn't face him, let alone Quirrell. He was in danger too, since she could only assume Quirrell heard their discussion. Jocelyn sat in her office for what seemed like forever until she heard the bell toll. Time for class. She dried her eyes and fixed her hair. She had to be strong. A make up spell and she was off to the head of her classroom. Her students got out their quills and parchment and look at her, ready to began.
Jocelyn began her lesson, telling them all about Billy Biggiefish and his fights with the Alice Wholewhat for equal rights for 3 armed witches and wizards. As the lesson went along the more attentive the students got. She was so relieved not to be the so called "boring" teacher who everyone hated. When she asked questions at least 10 hands shot up. Surprisingly, when the bell rang she was a little sad that the class was over.
" Where were you at lunch today, Jocelyn" A voice boomed for her doorway
"Oh Severus, 1st day jitters" she lied. " I couldn't eat."
"Quirrell asked about you." he said
"He did?" she asked frighten, then tried to mask her fear, but Snape knew her better
" What happened after the break?" he asked worriedly
She open her mouth to speak when she saw Quirrell past her down and quickly said " I am fine, Severus. No need to worry about little old me." she smiled panicky "You'd best be off, class is going to start soon."
"You can trust me, Jocelyn" he said, not fooled by her act. " What happened with Quirrell?"
She glanced over Severus's shoulder and saw Quirrell standing there, glaring at her.
"Nothing is the matter, Professor Snape! I will see you later, now if you would please just let me be!" she stated and then lower her voice considerably and whispered " Please, I beg you leave! I don't want you to get hurt." and then quickly turned her back on him.
Snape, very confused now, open his mouth to speak and something caught his eye. In Jocelyn's mirror on her desk, he saw the reflection of a huge purple turban in the doorway. He caught on in a instance.
"Very well, Professor." and he turned on his heel, in hopes to catch Quirrell in the door way but, alas he was gone.
Jocelyn finished her class and they kids actually seem interested in her stories about the witch Gertrude, especially when she got to the part where she has relationships with 13 men. She was dreading her meeting with Quirrell. He was really starting to scare her. She had looked up from her notes and saw him peering into the window, watching her. When her students left, he came to the door. He greeted her and they walked out to the garden. They chatting for a while and then he asked
" D-do you have a c-class n-next period?" as they turned a bend, loosing site of Hogwarts.
"No" she answered "Next class I teach is after lunch, why?" she asked
"Good." He smiled and grabbed her and threw he up against a stone wall.
" What in the bloody hell do you think you are doing?!" she screamed as he reached into her robe and pulled out her wand, smashing her in the ribs with his fist, knocking the wind out of her
" You won't be needing this!" he proclaimed and threw it near some bushes. Jocelyn opened her mouth to scream and he slapped his palm over her full, red lips. He caressed her long blonde as she looked at him with terrified eyes.
"You are quite stunning, but of course, you know that." he whispered holding her against the wall. " I suppose that is why Snape is falling all over himself for you." He planted a kiss on her forehead. Jocelyn kneed him and tried to run but, he was too quick.
"HELP ME!" she screamed as he wrestled her to the ground.
Quirrell kicked her and slapped her across the face to silent her. Jocelyn whimpered and he whispered evilly " Nice try. Now listen to me, you wench! Stay far away from me and stay out of my affairs! If I find out you are saying anything about me I assure you this will not be your last visit from me! Not even Snape can save you from my wrath!"
A tear rolled down Jocelyn's cheek and he maliciously spoke to her
" Don't cry, your ruin your make up. Now I am going to go sweetie and suggest you put some ice on your eye and cheek. They are starting to swell, and how can old Severus ever love you if your face is puffy and tear streaked." He kissed her delicately on her mouth, savoring her and strolled back to the school.
Jocelyn lied there on the ground for a minute to regain her composure. What the hell had just happened? She got up and brushed herself off. She lurched over to the bush where he had tossed her wand and grabbed it. Jocelyn wiped the tears off her face and did a quick cover-up. She knew this would only last for today because tomorrow, her face would began to swell even worse. She staggered back to the school and saw some children staring at her. She smiled at them and continue on her way, back to the safety of her classroom. She collapsed in her office and started to sob. Why was this happening? What is Quirrell hiding anyways? Jocelyn grabbed her mini-icebox and pulled out some ice and placed it on her eye. The tears rolled freely down her cheeks.
Lunch was going on as she sat there, but she didn't feel like eating. She knew Severus would be wondering where she was. She couldn't face him, let alone Quirrell. He was in danger too, since she could only assume Quirrell heard their discussion. Jocelyn sat in her office for what seemed like forever until she heard the bell toll. Time for class. She dried her eyes and fixed her hair. She had to be strong. A make up spell and she was off to the head of her classroom. Her students got out their quills and parchment and look at her, ready to began.
Jocelyn began her lesson, telling them all about Billy Biggiefish and his fights with the Alice Wholewhat for equal rights for 3 armed witches and wizards. As the lesson went along the more attentive the students got. She was so relieved not to be the so called "boring" teacher who everyone hated. When she asked questions at least 10 hands shot up. Surprisingly, when the bell rang she was a little sad that the class was over.
" Where were you at lunch today, Jocelyn" A voice boomed for her doorway
"Oh Severus, 1st day jitters" she lied. " I couldn't eat."
"Quirrell asked about you." he said
"He did?" she asked frighten, then tried to mask her fear, but Snape knew her better
" What happened after the break?" he asked worriedly
She open her mouth to speak when she saw Quirrell past her down and quickly said " I am fine, Severus. No need to worry about little old me." she smiled panicky "You'd best be off, class is going to start soon."
"You can trust me, Jocelyn" he said, not fooled by her act. " What happened with Quirrell?"
She glanced over Severus's shoulder and saw Quirrell standing there, glaring at her.
"Nothing is the matter, Professor Snape! I will see you later, now if you would please just let me be!" she stated and then lower her voice considerably and whispered " Please, I beg you leave! I don't want you to get hurt." and then quickly turned her back on him.
Snape, very confused now, open his mouth to speak and something caught his eye. In Jocelyn's mirror on her desk, he saw the reflection of a huge purple turban in the doorway. He caught on in a instance.
"Very well, Professor." and he turned on his heel, in hopes to catch Quirrell in the door way but, alas he was gone.
