Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm back with a new category! Harry Potter!!! This is my first Harry Potter fic. Please don't flame me too badly. I made up some characters and one my friend made up. Ana (Anya) is Harry's twin sister. The other two you'll be able to figure out quick enough. The fic focuses on Snape and Ebony's relationship throughout her first year at Hogwarts. It takes place in year 5. (Ebony is a transfer.) Hope ya like it! Love always, Cosette *-*
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. They belong to J. K. Rowling.
It was in the fourth week of September when an owl came and interrupted Professor Snape's Advanced Potions class with a message for Snape. He read the note and went even whiter than he originally had been. He then threw out the note and made an announcement to the class, all the while looking like he was going to cry.
"I will be in New York for the next week. I am leaving you assignments, and they will be graded." He sighed. "That's it. Class dismissed." He said and hung his head.
The class made its way towards the door, but Harry Potter stayed behind.
"Harry, let's go." Said Ana, his twin sister.
"I'll be there in a minute." He said and turned to Snape. Although Snape was his least favorite teacher, Harry could tell something was very wrong. "Professor Snape? Is everything all right?"
"Yes, of course." His voice quivered gently as he spoke. "Why do you ask?" He didn't look up.
"After the owl came, you didn't seem right."
"I'M FINE, POTTER. NOW GET OUT!" Snape screamed, still staring down at the desk.
So for the next week, Snape was absent. Harry and his friends were all very surprised at how easy the work had been.
"You think he'd give us some spell we've never heard of before." Ron stated. "I was done in two days! That says something!"
"Well, he'll be back today." Hermione said.
"Yes, back to his wonderfully charming self." Harry said sarcastically.
"Harry, don't be mean. The poor man's obviously had something horrid happen to him." Ana said. "You saw the way he acted when the owl gave him that note."
They sat in their seats as Snape walked into the classroom. He looked greatly disturbed.
He sighed. "I can't teach today." He muttered. "Class, I received your assignments. I have yet to grade them." He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I can't teach today, class dismissed."
***The Next Day***
"Just our luck to have Potions first!" Ron shouted, walking to class.
"Ya think he'll give us the day off again?" Kate asked cautiously.
"Doubt it." Ana said. "Did you see him yesterday? He looked about ready to break down! If I had to take a guess, I'd say someone in his family died."
"Ana..." Hermione whispered. "Who's that?" She asked pointing in the direction of a girl that none of them had ever seen before.
The girl wasn't tall and it was impossible to see her figure under the Hogwart's robes, but something about her was different. Her hair, pin-straight and jet black, descended to her shoulder blades. She wore a nervous look about her pale white face. The only thing that really seemed to stick out were her sparkling blue eyes.
"I've seen her somewhere before... At least, I get the feeling I have..." Harry said softly.
"I know what you mean..." Hermione and Ron said at the same time.
"Class, take you seats. We have a lot to do to make up for yesterday." Snape said. "Ah, and I see our new student is in class today. Please. Stand up and introduce yourself."
The girl stood up. "Aight. For those of you who haven't met me already my name's Ebony Sn... Epans. I'm from New York City. I went to Silver Brooms Academy for Witches and I'm an exchange student here at Hogwarts to see how things are done in England. One warning. I am from New York and I have the attitude to match. You wanna get in my way, that's fine, but be prepared to face the consequences." She warned.
"We're very frightened." Draco Malfoy said sarcastically.
"You wanna start with me, blonde boy?" Ebony asked, beginning to walk over to Malfoy's desk.
"Miss Epans, if you'll be so kind as to sit down, we can start today's lesson." Snape said.
"Sorry, Un... Professor." Ebony said, sitting next to Kate Maxwell.
"Don't get on his bad side." Kate warned in a whisper. "He'll make your life hell."
"Miss Maxwell, since you're so talkative today, maybe you'd like to tell us what we were working on before I left."
"Certainly, Professor." Kate said, mocking him in her own right. "We were working on the... damn... just had it..."
"Very good, Miss Maxwell. The Forgetful Potion." Snape said, earning a few brave giggles. "Miss Epans. Did they teach you this one in your American school?"
Ebony smirked. "'Course they did, but I forgot how to do it after someone spilled it on my lunch." A few more brave giggles were heard.
Harry looked at her. Where had he seen that smirk before? It looked so familiar, but he couldn't place it. He shrugged it off and continued to make his potion.
"Professor, what would happen if I put this in?" Kate asked, adding a substance that obviously did not agree with the other ingredients and blew up in her face. And Snape's. Literally.
"That would happen, Miss Maxwell. Minus twenty from Gryffindor." He said, wiping his face with his sleeve. Ebony giggled. "You find this funny?" Snape demanded. "Minus another twenty."
Ebony stopped laughing. "Oh, this is gonna be a long year..." She muttered to herself.
