A/N: I hope you liked the last few chapters. I almost cried because I was
listening to Tina Turner's song On Silent Wings. It's a saaaaaaaaaaad
song!!
Thanks this chapter to Disney for the title (can you tell me which film it's from?)
I have made up the first names of Crabbe snr and Goyle snr, but in theory they belong to Miss JK Rowling.
Diamond in the Rough
I walked down the halls with my stomach churning. Not only did I have to face and have a conversation with Severus for the first time in four days, but I had to deal with Coridan Crabbe, Rulland Goyle and Lucius Malfoy. Just what I always wanted.
I finally found them lurking in the dungeons, up to no good I'm sure. I understand that now the dungeons of Hogwarts are a favourite haunt of Severus now. They never were before. You may find it hard to believe, but he did much prefer to be up on the Quidditch pitch or in the then Potions lab opposite transfiguration.
"Where have you been? I've been looking for you!"
"I don't recall being told that I have to answer to you. What do you want?"
"You don't have to answer to me at all, Severus, and if you do no wish to hear what I have to tell you, then say so, and I will leave."
Lucius sneered in my general direction, and then turned loftily to Severus.
"I suggest, then, that you say so. From what I have heard, she is not trustworthy anyway." Crabbe and Goyle laughed gruffly. "You see, Severus, you should never trust a half-breed, and especially not a half-breed with such dishonourable family roots!"
And then I did something that should in all rights have got me expelled. My eyes bleached, my skin blanched and my teeth grew. I charged at Lucius, and thrust him up against the dungeon wall, holding him there by his neck. His eyes darted down at me in fear.
"Put me down! Put me down now! Crabbe, do something!"
Coridan came at me like an uncoordinated baboon, and tried to pull me off Lucius. I promptly sent him flying across the corridor to the opposite wall, where he knocked himself unconscious and slumped to the floor. Rulland Goyle began to start towards me, but Severus stood in his way.
"You are one of THE thickest people I have ever met! Did you not see what just happened to Crabbe? She'll just do that to you, and anyway, I don't think I like you fighting my battles for me. Put him down, Rene. Now."
Goyle slunk away, cracking his knuckles, and Severus turned to me with his final words.
"And neither do I recall being told to answer to you, Severus. I will do what I please."
"You'll do something stupid and get yourself expelled. For God's sake, break the habit of a lifetime and see sense, Ren! Put Him Down NOW!" And with that I sent him flying into the wall too. I don't take kindly to people who lack manners. He wasn't out cold though; something made me hold back.
"Now," I sneered, looking back at Lucius, who had broken out in a nervous sweat. "Would you kindly tell me what exactly you have against "half- breeds" such as myself?"
I could feel him shaking under my grip, and as he spoke he stuttered.
"M-my father i-is a very i-important man, an-and I don't think he'd take kindly to h-having you..."
"Are you too weak to fight your own battles, Malfoy? Too scared that you might lose for the first time in your life? Have to call on Daddy? Well, let me even things out a little. I won't do sod all about this, I'll get *my * Daddy to sort it out! Do you know who that is, Malfoy?"
He began to stutter again, but it was pathetic so with my free hand I held his jaw shut.
"Let me tell you who he is. Count Bolovnik of Maramures. Do you know him? Well, let me tell you, he is no half-breed, and feels little compassion or mercy. He would not hesitate to put paid to anyone who hurt his only daughter. You're right, Malfoy. You guessed, I am a half vampire, but let me tell you now; it has its advantages. I have a home and a life away from Hogwarts. My future, unlike yours, does NOT rest on my passing my N.E.W.T.s, and it would not worry me in the slightest if I were to accidentally kill you down here," At this point I tightened my grip around his neck, and he gagged slightly. "And become expelled. Just because I have not killed before does not mean I will never kill. Don't try me."
I dropped him from the wall, and he slumped in the corner, cowering like a baby. I began to turn away, but he began to squeal.
"I'll have you thrown out! You threatened to kill me, and I have three witnesses! Dumbledore'll never let you stay!"
"Arrogant Mortals such as yourself would do well to keep their mindless comments to themselves! Did you not hear me? It matters not if I am expelled, Malfoy. And I would think, anyway, that your cronies show more intelligence than you do; though that is not hard. Someone strong enough to send them flying 6 feet and knock them out with only one arm and no effort is not going to take kindly to them running to the headmaster, is she? Now shut up, and if you say another word, I'll break your legs. Understood?"
He just stayed there, looking at me with wide-eyed fear.
"I SAID, Mr Malfoy, is that UNDERSTOOD?"
"Yes! Just leave me alone!" And with that, he began to cower behind his hands.
I smiled. The true colours of the Malfoy family revealed in all their glory. Then I turned my attention to Severus, who was still on the floor.
"Get up, you look like a beggar."
He got to his feet with typical lofty grace, and smoothed down his robes before turning to me. He raised his eyebrows as if to say "Well?" and continued to brush himself off. I grabbed his jaw and pulled his face to look at me.
"You are a gentleman, Severus, of a respected family, and when your father dies, you will become a Lord, if my memory serves me correctly?" I did not wait for an answer. "As you know, I can't bear people who show no manners. You will look me in the eyes if and when I deign to talk to you, understood?"
He smiled a wicked smile, and began to reply, his voice awash with bitter sarcasm
"By the same token, you are a titled lady already. I wonder what your father would think of his daughter, Lady Rene Bolovnik, who upon *his * death will become Countess Bolovnik of Maramures, showing such an appalling lack of manners that she started a fight? Surely ladies do not start fights?"
"True, Severus, true." I had to chuckle at his amazing arrogance and bravery. "Ladies do not start fights, and I would never dream of doing so; I am merely finishing it. Now, do you wish to here what I say, or will you do as your puppeteer Malfoy says and tell me to leave?"
I released his jaw, with perhaps more push than was necessary.
"Both. Tell me quickly, the leave quickly."
"Fine. You know, if you had stopped that {gesture to Malfoy} over there speaking out of line, there would have been no need for all this. I could have come and gone in seconds..."
"Just say it, or don't bother, whatever you prefer, and get out of my sight."
"Well, if you are that nonchalant, I will not bother. It's just about Lily. No matter."
And I proceeded to walk off. I managed to count to 3 under my breath before
"What? What's the matter?"
"So perhaps you are the Severus I know. You do give a damn about something other than your pride!"
"WHAT IS IT!"
"Severus, calm yourself. Do you really think I would have made all this fuss and wasted time if there was something wrong?" Malfoy looked like he was about to make some lurid remark, but Severus was the one who advised against it.
"Shut your trap, Malfoy. I hope you don't think she was joking when she said she'd kill you."
"SHE was the cat's mother, Severus. I have a name. But perhaps I shall leave the lecture on manners for today. I have taught enough. I merely wished to inform you that Lily is now conscious, and she would like to see you."
And with that he ran past me to the hospital wing. I did not follow at the same speed. I turned to the three snivelling wrecks in the corner, and laughed.
"Lucius, please give my regards to your father! And by all means, tell him about today. See if your Daddy can save your bruised pride!"
I began to ascend the stairs. I would give them a few minutes alone if I went at a regular pace, but no more. I wanted to make sure I heard everything he said. It does not take a lot for me to lose my trust in people, as it does the other way around. I just have reason to suspect far more often, as there are more solid evidences of dishonour than pointy teeth and pearly eyes.
Thanks this chapter to Disney for the title (can you tell me which film it's from?)
I have made up the first names of Crabbe snr and Goyle snr, but in theory they belong to Miss JK Rowling.
Diamond in the Rough
I walked down the halls with my stomach churning. Not only did I have to face and have a conversation with Severus for the first time in four days, but I had to deal with Coridan Crabbe, Rulland Goyle and Lucius Malfoy. Just what I always wanted.
I finally found them lurking in the dungeons, up to no good I'm sure. I understand that now the dungeons of Hogwarts are a favourite haunt of Severus now. They never were before. You may find it hard to believe, but he did much prefer to be up on the Quidditch pitch or in the then Potions lab opposite transfiguration.
"Where have you been? I've been looking for you!"
"I don't recall being told that I have to answer to you. What do you want?"
"You don't have to answer to me at all, Severus, and if you do no wish to hear what I have to tell you, then say so, and I will leave."
Lucius sneered in my general direction, and then turned loftily to Severus.
"I suggest, then, that you say so. From what I have heard, she is not trustworthy anyway." Crabbe and Goyle laughed gruffly. "You see, Severus, you should never trust a half-breed, and especially not a half-breed with such dishonourable family roots!"
And then I did something that should in all rights have got me expelled. My eyes bleached, my skin blanched and my teeth grew. I charged at Lucius, and thrust him up against the dungeon wall, holding him there by his neck. His eyes darted down at me in fear.
"Put me down! Put me down now! Crabbe, do something!"
Coridan came at me like an uncoordinated baboon, and tried to pull me off Lucius. I promptly sent him flying across the corridor to the opposite wall, where he knocked himself unconscious and slumped to the floor. Rulland Goyle began to start towards me, but Severus stood in his way.
"You are one of THE thickest people I have ever met! Did you not see what just happened to Crabbe? She'll just do that to you, and anyway, I don't think I like you fighting my battles for me. Put him down, Rene. Now."
Goyle slunk away, cracking his knuckles, and Severus turned to me with his final words.
"And neither do I recall being told to answer to you, Severus. I will do what I please."
"You'll do something stupid and get yourself expelled. For God's sake, break the habit of a lifetime and see sense, Ren! Put Him Down NOW!" And with that I sent him flying into the wall too. I don't take kindly to people who lack manners. He wasn't out cold though; something made me hold back.
"Now," I sneered, looking back at Lucius, who had broken out in a nervous sweat. "Would you kindly tell me what exactly you have against "half- breeds" such as myself?"
I could feel him shaking under my grip, and as he spoke he stuttered.
"M-my father i-is a very i-important man, an-and I don't think he'd take kindly to h-having you..."
"Are you too weak to fight your own battles, Malfoy? Too scared that you might lose for the first time in your life? Have to call on Daddy? Well, let me even things out a little. I won't do sod all about this, I'll get *my * Daddy to sort it out! Do you know who that is, Malfoy?"
He began to stutter again, but it was pathetic so with my free hand I held his jaw shut.
"Let me tell you who he is. Count Bolovnik of Maramures. Do you know him? Well, let me tell you, he is no half-breed, and feels little compassion or mercy. He would not hesitate to put paid to anyone who hurt his only daughter. You're right, Malfoy. You guessed, I am a half vampire, but let me tell you now; it has its advantages. I have a home and a life away from Hogwarts. My future, unlike yours, does NOT rest on my passing my N.E.W.T.s, and it would not worry me in the slightest if I were to accidentally kill you down here," At this point I tightened my grip around his neck, and he gagged slightly. "And become expelled. Just because I have not killed before does not mean I will never kill. Don't try me."
I dropped him from the wall, and he slumped in the corner, cowering like a baby. I began to turn away, but he began to squeal.
"I'll have you thrown out! You threatened to kill me, and I have three witnesses! Dumbledore'll never let you stay!"
"Arrogant Mortals such as yourself would do well to keep their mindless comments to themselves! Did you not hear me? It matters not if I am expelled, Malfoy. And I would think, anyway, that your cronies show more intelligence than you do; though that is not hard. Someone strong enough to send them flying 6 feet and knock them out with only one arm and no effort is not going to take kindly to them running to the headmaster, is she? Now shut up, and if you say another word, I'll break your legs. Understood?"
He just stayed there, looking at me with wide-eyed fear.
"I SAID, Mr Malfoy, is that UNDERSTOOD?"
"Yes! Just leave me alone!" And with that, he began to cower behind his hands.
I smiled. The true colours of the Malfoy family revealed in all their glory. Then I turned my attention to Severus, who was still on the floor.
"Get up, you look like a beggar."
He got to his feet with typical lofty grace, and smoothed down his robes before turning to me. He raised his eyebrows as if to say "Well?" and continued to brush himself off. I grabbed his jaw and pulled his face to look at me.
"You are a gentleman, Severus, of a respected family, and when your father dies, you will become a Lord, if my memory serves me correctly?" I did not wait for an answer. "As you know, I can't bear people who show no manners. You will look me in the eyes if and when I deign to talk to you, understood?"
He smiled a wicked smile, and began to reply, his voice awash with bitter sarcasm
"By the same token, you are a titled lady already. I wonder what your father would think of his daughter, Lady Rene Bolovnik, who upon *his * death will become Countess Bolovnik of Maramures, showing such an appalling lack of manners that she started a fight? Surely ladies do not start fights?"
"True, Severus, true." I had to chuckle at his amazing arrogance and bravery. "Ladies do not start fights, and I would never dream of doing so; I am merely finishing it. Now, do you wish to here what I say, or will you do as your puppeteer Malfoy says and tell me to leave?"
I released his jaw, with perhaps more push than was necessary.
"Both. Tell me quickly, the leave quickly."
"Fine. You know, if you had stopped that {gesture to Malfoy} over there speaking out of line, there would have been no need for all this. I could have come and gone in seconds..."
"Just say it, or don't bother, whatever you prefer, and get out of my sight."
"Well, if you are that nonchalant, I will not bother. It's just about Lily. No matter."
And I proceeded to walk off. I managed to count to 3 under my breath before
"What? What's the matter?"
"So perhaps you are the Severus I know. You do give a damn about something other than your pride!"
"WHAT IS IT!"
"Severus, calm yourself. Do you really think I would have made all this fuss and wasted time if there was something wrong?" Malfoy looked like he was about to make some lurid remark, but Severus was the one who advised against it.
"Shut your trap, Malfoy. I hope you don't think she was joking when she said she'd kill you."
"SHE was the cat's mother, Severus. I have a name. But perhaps I shall leave the lecture on manners for today. I have taught enough. I merely wished to inform you that Lily is now conscious, and she would like to see you."
And with that he ran past me to the hospital wing. I did not follow at the same speed. I turned to the three snivelling wrecks in the corner, and laughed.
"Lucius, please give my regards to your father! And by all means, tell him about today. See if your Daddy can save your bruised pride!"
I began to ascend the stairs. I would give them a few minutes alone if I went at a regular pace, but no more. I wanted to make sure I heard everything he said. It does not take a lot for me to lose my trust in people, as it does the other way around. I just have reason to suspect far more often, as there are more solid evidences of dishonour than pointy teeth and pearly eyes.
