A/N: I hope you all appreciate this! I got up at 7:30am to write it before
the computer gets dismantled! As always, respect to the reviewers!
Just a quick apology, this chapter finishes on an obnoxious cliff- hanger!!!!!
Meet The Parents
I put on my dress robes, and did what I could to shadow my injuries. I arrived back down in the common room in about 15 minutes, where Severus and Ed were waiting for me.
"You feeling better?" Ed ventured
"Not alot, but I'll live." I murmured. "How long is this thing going to last, do we know?"
"Well, I'm not sure exactly, but the ceremony should all be over in about an hour, max. Our year has been very small compared to most others, thank god." Severus muttered. "Come on, let's get this over with."
As left the common room, Severus went out in front of me, and Ed behind. All the way to the great hall, they didn't move from my sides, and anyone who dared look at me was given the nastiest glare from both of them. I must admit, though, Severus always did nasty better than Ed. It just wasn't really in his nature.
When we arrived at the great hall, the place was teaming. There were smaller versions of the house tables at one end, next to a temporary platform/stage thing. Many apologies, but my memories of the day are not up to much; I was having enough trouble staying upright, let alone taking in all the decor. Where the house tables would usually be through the centre of the hall, there were lots more tables, but they were all round, and covered in purple tablecloths with gold and silver trimming. They were the places for the parents.
I grimaced slightly at them, which was a bad idea because it hurt. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness that my father wasn't able to be there. I glanced around the hall, and saw many students mingling in with their parents, as the ceremony was not yet about to start. I spotted Lord and Lady Snape a mile off, aided by the sudden widening of Severus' eyes in what I think was horror. His family was as madcap as they come, really. His father was very tall, very pale and had what appeared to be blonde hair, but whenever it caught a certain light, it shone aquamarine. His mother didn't have pale skin, but jet black hair down past her waist. She was generally a very petite woman, except for a rather familiar crooked nose. They were talking to Ed's parents, who seemed normal enough. Ed's father worked for the ministry of magic, and he blended in fairly well, but his mother was a muggle, and she seemed quite petrified.
Ed and Severus began walking quickly in the opposite direction, when a hooded figure approached us with some speed, yet discreetly. There were all manner of oddities there that day, so one person that bore more than a passing resemblance to a dementor in such a huge cloak was not out of the ordinary. As he came near, a waxy, pale hand shot out and grabbed my arm. He continued, with me in tow, towards the hall door. Severus and Ed spun quickly, and were about to run after me, but Dumbledore put his hands on their shoulders, though I am not sure whether or not in reassurance or restraint. The last thing I saw of them was their pale faces staring after me, and then the hooded figure closed the door behind itself. When it pulled down the hood, I was shocked beyond belief.
Just a quick apology, this chapter finishes on an obnoxious cliff- hanger!!!!!
Meet The Parents
I put on my dress robes, and did what I could to shadow my injuries. I arrived back down in the common room in about 15 minutes, where Severus and Ed were waiting for me.
"You feeling better?" Ed ventured
"Not alot, but I'll live." I murmured. "How long is this thing going to last, do we know?"
"Well, I'm not sure exactly, but the ceremony should all be over in about an hour, max. Our year has been very small compared to most others, thank god." Severus muttered. "Come on, let's get this over with."
As left the common room, Severus went out in front of me, and Ed behind. All the way to the great hall, they didn't move from my sides, and anyone who dared look at me was given the nastiest glare from both of them. I must admit, though, Severus always did nasty better than Ed. It just wasn't really in his nature.
When we arrived at the great hall, the place was teaming. There were smaller versions of the house tables at one end, next to a temporary platform/stage thing. Many apologies, but my memories of the day are not up to much; I was having enough trouble staying upright, let alone taking in all the decor. Where the house tables would usually be through the centre of the hall, there were lots more tables, but they were all round, and covered in purple tablecloths with gold and silver trimming. They were the places for the parents.
I grimaced slightly at them, which was a bad idea because it hurt. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness that my father wasn't able to be there. I glanced around the hall, and saw many students mingling in with their parents, as the ceremony was not yet about to start. I spotted Lord and Lady Snape a mile off, aided by the sudden widening of Severus' eyes in what I think was horror. His family was as madcap as they come, really. His father was very tall, very pale and had what appeared to be blonde hair, but whenever it caught a certain light, it shone aquamarine. His mother didn't have pale skin, but jet black hair down past her waist. She was generally a very petite woman, except for a rather familiar crooked nose. They were talking to Ed's parents, who seemed normal enough. Ed's father worked for the ministry of magic, and he blended in fairly well, but his mother was a muggle, and she seemed quite petrified.
Ed and Severus began walking quickly in the opposite direction, when a hooded figure approached us with some speed, yet discreetly. There were all manner of oddities there that day, so one person that bore more than a passing resemblance to a dementor in such a huge cloak was not out of the ordinary. As he came near, a waxy, pale hand shot out and grabbed my arm. He continued, with me in tow, towards the hall door. Severus and Ed spun quickly, and were about to run after me, but Dumbledore put his hands on their shoulders, though I am not sure whether or not in reassurance or restraint. The last thing I saw of them was their pale faces staring after me, and then the hooded figure closed the door behind itself. When it pulled down the hood, I was shocked beyond belief.
