AN: Oh, man! I'm super sorry to all the fans to whom I promised to get this almost two weeks ago. I really meant to post it earlier, but I'm swamped. As it is I will be up until midnight writing a paper since this is taking time from me writing my paper. Hopefully you'll get a lot more updates because break is coming up. Well, here is the next chapter.
Marie sat in the dark warm north tower. The heavy incense in Professor Trelawney's tower room was making her sleepy. As if I hadn't been already, Marie thought. The pouf underneath her was just soft enough to make it seem like a good place to sleep. The orb in front of her swirled in a mixture of colors: ice blue, emerald green, golden yellow, and deep scarlet red. Like Ron's hair, Marie thought sleepily. Mentally, she slapped herself. What was she thinking? She was not in love with Ron Weasley! It wasn't possible! He was one of her best friends and there was no way he returned her emotions anyway.
"Let us begin!" cried Professor Trelawney as she sat down directly in front of the daughter of Severus Snape. Marie pushed down a nervous lump in her throat and shook her head to wake up. With a serious air about her, she stared into the crystal ball. The colors in it continued to swirl lazily. Marie had waited for nearly five minutes when she began considering using a prophecy of doom that she had made up earlier. Suddenly, the colors began to form coherent shapes. Marie sat up a little straighter. This was the first time this had ever happened to her, or at least it was the first time she ever remembered.
The colors began to look like people and a place, a dark field in the middle of the night. She could see her father holding a bundle of fabric in his arms. A woman stood at his side, smiling. She looked so much like Marie that she could only be Anne. The woman looked at the bundle, which seemed to move in the arms of Severus Snape. It was then that Marie realized that the bundle was a baby, herself.
From out of the darkness a man approached them. He was handsome with jet-black hair and eyes that burned with something akin to ambition, but much more powerful. At his approach, Anne had held her smile, but Severus had stiffened and held his precious charge closer. The man looked at the baby. For a moment he seemed to be thinking, but he eventually nodded in approval and smiled. This seemed to over joy Anne and Severus relaxed a little bit, but only for a moment since the man now reached his arms out as if beckoning for the baby to be handed to him. Severus complied hesitantly. The man's smile widened as he took the baby and kissed her gently on the forehead. He then held her high in the air, and shouted to something. Marie couldn't see what he was talking to, but he seemed to believe himself. Then, the vision began to fade. Marie grasped at it helplessly, giving herself a headache at the effort it took for her to hold onto the vision.
"What did you see?" Professor Trelawney said making Marie lose the last hints of the vision. The girl shook her head several times to clear it, but was unable to remove the look of dread on her father's face and the look of triumph on the face of the other man from her mind. It was like it had been burned into the back of her eyelids.
"Well, speak up. You went into a trance for almost twenty minutes. You had to have seen something."
"I…I saw myself as a baby," Marie stuttered. She still felt a bit confused.
"No, no, no," the bug-eyed woman across from her scolded, "You were suppose to look into the future not the past. I'm sorry to say that I am now sure that you do not have the powers of the diviner. I am very sorry my dear, but I can only give you a C."
"That's fine, Professor," Marie said, putting a hand to her head, "Can I go now?"
"Yes," the woman sighed. Marie got up and walked over to the floor door that lead back into the school. Just as she was kneeling down to climb out, Trelawney stopped her again.
"Oh, and Miss. Snape, let me be the first to congratulate you on your graduation," suddenly the professor's eyes turned back into her head and her voice thickened into that of a trance, "Your powers are now complete. The Dark Lord is left to defeat. Choose friends wisely and hold loved ones dear. It is their defeat that you should fear!" Suddenly, Trelawney shook her head and the trance ended as abruptly as it had began. "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have drifted off there for a second."
"Um, Professor," Marie began to ask her about her trance, but then she remembered what had happened during Harry's third year when he had asked about one of the professor's trances. "Thanks for passing me."
"It was not a problem dear. Just keep studying the astral plain. That is your true calling." Marie smiled and climbed down the latter. That would be just great, she thought to herself, if only I could remember what exactly I used to do in the astral plain. Marie jumped off of the ladder and ran down the stairs, skipping one every once in a while in her excitement. She had to find someone to tell them that she had passed.
Ron looked over at Harry. Harry looked over at Ron. They had been staring at each other for almost an hour now and it was getting them nowhere fast. Both men were tired and their anger toward each other wasn't helping their current situation.
"Ron," Harry sighed, "just let this go. She's safer here."
"Harry, how can you say that?" Ron cried. "She's going to be here all alone. Her father, heartless git that he is, won't even be here. She should go back to the Burrow. It's safe there. We have all of the wards up. There is no way that Voldemort could get with in a hundred miles of the house and not be spotted by someone or something."
"Ron, I know how you feel about Marie. Believe me, I do, but you have got to stop this fighting. Every time you fight with Snape over where she should go, you give him one more reason not to send her with you."
"So now you're siding with him?" Ron practically yelled at his best friend.
"Ron, that's not what I mean, and you know it! Stop acting like a first year!" Harry yelled back.
"Harry? Ron? What's going on?" Hermione said as she stepped through the portrait hole.
"Hermione! Where's Marie?" Ron asked, his voice nearing hysterics.
"She had to take that final with Professor Trelawney. Stop worrying about her," Hermione replied with a knowing grin.
"I am not worrying about her! She just shouldn't be left alone right now!"
"Ron, would you shut up!" Harry yelled. "We all understand how you feel, but…"
"No, Harry! None of you know how I feel! The only person who even comes close to knowing how I feel, and god help me for saying it, is Snape! Unfortunately, even he gets more of her attention than I do because he's her father and she already knows that! He's been manipulating that since we got here! Showing Marie her old room was just one more plot to get her out of Gryffindor Tower and away from her friends!"
"Ron, I really think you need to calm down," Hermione said in a motherly tone.
"I do not need to calm down! Can't you see what's happening? We knew the risks of this charm when she got into it. She's remembered almost everything, except for the things that have to do with our relationship," Ron said, his voice was now filled with a hint of spite that, weather he knew it or not made him sound very much like Professor Snape. "She doesn't remember me! She doesn't remember anything about us!"
"Ron it's okay. She'll remember soon."
"No, Harry, it's not okay! Do you realize that I never even told her I loved her! She told me and I couldn't answer her! Do you know how that feels? It eats you alive in side, Harry! And it's killing me!"
"But Ron…" Harry began, but it was to late. Ron had already grabbed his cloak and stormed out of the common room.
An: Oh my, poor Ron, and why on earth did Marie's parents taking her to see Voldemort for. You'll just have to keep reading to find out. Like I said hopefully the next chapter will be long, and I can promise that it will include some ways in which Anne was involved in Harry's life prior to her leaving, specially she is going to have a conversation that will include some of her recently returned memories from Hogwarts.
Avalonians:
Singer: Hi! I'll tell you one thing that some of your hunches aren't quite as far from the truth as you might think, but you'll have to either keep reading or become a beta reader to figure that out. Yes, that was an offer. Sorry your e-mail isn't working, and No Severus doesn't hate you. ::Severus glares at Morgan:: He's a little mad at me though. It has to do with the first Harry Potter fan fiction I ever wrote. The story isn't posted here yet, but I plan to.
Sarah the Goblin Queen: I'm glad you like my writings for Ron, Marie, and Relena. Don't worry Casey will be entering Wolf Child as soon as I can put her in. I like writing her character. ::shrugs::
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