1 Hi all! I'm putting up the rest of my story because I want you lot to
read it all. I'm particularly proud of chapter 10! And I think the ending
is pretty good too! Tell me what you all think.
Cheers
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5 Chapter 8 – Visitor or Apparition?
With the trip to Hogsmeade out the window Karen had nothing to do but wallow in her own misery.
'You IDIOT!' Karen booted her bag across the room. She wasn't one to loose her cool, she would always see the funny side in bad situations. But she was so frustrated with herself, she had to release her anger. 'What the HELL d'you do that FOR!' A few daily prophets got thrown across the room this time.
After a few quills were launched at the walls, a knocking on the door interrupted Karen's strop. With a book in her hand ready to hurl, she stopped and listened. The knocking continued. Karen sat at the end of her unmade bed waiting for the person to go away. The noise finally stopped and Karen looked down at the book in her hand. She dropped it on the floor and buried her face in her hands. Shoulders shuddering she broke down into a silent cry. Suddenly her door opened. She looked up sharply red eyed and tears streaming down her face. A tiny little creature stood in her doorway. It had green skin, big round eyes, pointy ears and it was wearing shabby old clothes far too big for it and odd socks.
'Ooh! I sorry miss!' It spoke in a very squeaky high-pitched voice and turned to leave. When it had its back to Karen it stopped and turned back to her. 'Is you ok miss?'
'Who are you?' Karen said wiping her face on her sleeve.
'I is called Dobby miss,' Dobby walked up to Karen and stood in front of her. 'I is a house elf. You not s'posed to see me,' Dobby took out a hanky and offered it to her.
'Thanks,' she said, her nose was running so she sounded like she had a cold. She blew it and wiped her eyes.
'Why you crying miss? Can Dobby help?'
'No. You can't help,' Karen said looking at the floor.
'You sure miss? Dobby here to help,'
Karen sat for a moment. 'I know,' she said getting up. She rummaged through her bag and took out ten Galleons. 'Here,' she said handing the money to Dobby. 'Take this to Am… to Professor Nettles and tell her she won, tell her I concede,'
Dobby looked at the money in his tiny hand then at Karen quizzically. 'If it makes you better miss, I do it,'
Karen stood and watched as Dobby walked out the room.
Saturday dragged on, Karen stayed in her room all day. She sat in her office checking for any paperwork that she needed to do. Seeing as her lessons were all practical all she had to do was registers and these were already done. With nothing to do she stood by her window and watched as some of the students were flying about in the grounds. She could see them all smiling and laughing, she was jealous of their carefree expressions. Flying was a great way to relieve stress, but if she wanted to go out there she'd have to leave her room. Leaving her room meant there was a possibility she'd run into Severus and she didn't want to do that! Karen sighed and walked away from the window. She wandered to her desk and sat down, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes.
'Ouch,' Karen leant forward rubbing the back of her neck. She opened her eyes, it was dark, she'd fallen asleep in her chair. The shadow of someone standing the other side of her desk came out of the darkness. Her heart beat faster and the shadowy figure began to move. 'Who…' her voice came out higher than usual, so she cleared her throat. 'Ahem, who are you?'
The figure stopped in front of the window looking out of it, the moonlight showed Karen that it was wearing a hooded cloak. Then it spoke,
'I don't understand you Miss Tolson,'
Whose voice is that? Sounds like...
'You say you do what's necessary to get what you want,' the person continued. 'But when something you desire is handed to you on a plate you turn it down. I wonder why that is?'
The figure still had its back to Karen, 'I er… I don't know what you mean?'
'Oh, I think you do,'
Karen said nothing. She dared not move from her seat. 'I still don't know,' she said, her voice trembling a bit.
'What do you want most in this world?'
Karen thought only for a second when the obvious answer popped into her head. Severus Snape. But she alone knew this, this mystery person must mean something else.
'That's right' said the figure.
'What's right?' Karen asked.
'You want Snape,'
'…How… how do you know?' This person must be able to read minds.
'You just answered your own question. Now back to my question,'
Karen was totally confused now. What on earth was going on?
'I want to know why you didn't take Snape when I gave him to you?' The figure asked.
'I… didn't know it was you… I didn't … I didn't see you there,' Karen was getting very scared now.
'I wasn't there but I sent him to you,'
'Oh,' Karen said trying to sound more composed than she was. 'I s'pose it's because it happened too fast. It didn't feel right getting involved so early,'
'Hmm,' the figure raised an arm and rubbed its chin clearly in thought. Then it turned to Karen, she couldn't see its face but stared back at it anyway. Just then it turned sharply and ran out of the door.
'Ouch,' Karen leant forward rubbing the back of her neck. She opened her eyes, it was dark, she'd fallen asleep in her chair. 'Hang on a minute?' She said to herself. 'I've been here before,' She looked at her watch, it was quarter past one in the morning. She rubbed her face with her hand and got up off her chair. Was that a dream? Must've been. I'm hungry. Without lunch and dinner Karen was starving. So as the school was sleeping she'd go and get something from the kitchens. Amber told her to tickle the pear in the painting outside if she wanted food from the kitchens.
The next morning Karen plucked up the courage to go and have breakfast with everyone else. Even if Snape was down there she would just ignore him.
As she walked into the Great hall she immediately looked up the teachers' table and luckily there was no sign of Snape. Karen smiled to herself and took a long relieved breath in. She sat down next to Amber who was demolishing a pile of toast.
'Alright Karen, where were you yesterday?' Amber asked.
Karen really didn't want to answer this question she had to think of a quick lie and said, 'I was doing some work,'
'What sort of work?'
'Just work!' Karen snapped back.
'Ok,' Amber took the hint and changed the subject. 'Oh, Dobby gave me the money! Ha-ha! I told you he wasn't worth it,'
'Yeah. I know,' Karen looked down at her bowl of Weetabix feeling less and less hungry.
'So what happened?' Amber said catching Karens eye.
'What?'
'You know, what made you give up?'
'Er…' Karen had to think of another lie. 'I asked him for a kiss and he said no,'
'What?! Is that it?' Amber didn't believe this. Karen didn't really think she would.
'Yes! That's it. I couldn't be bothered to keep bugging him. He deserves his privacy y'know!'
With this outburst Snape appeared at the doors to the Hall. That was it for Karen, she got up and left her soggy Weetabix and marched out.
Snape followed Karen with his eyes until she was out of sight, then turned and stared at Amber.
'Okay,' said Amber raising her eyebrows and getting back to her toast.
Cheers
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5 Chapter 8 – Visitor or Apparition?
With the trip to Hogsmeade out the window Karen had nothing to do but wallow in her own misery.
'You IDIOT!' Karen booted her bag across the room. She wasn't one to loose her cool, she would always see the funny side in bad situations. But she was so frustrated with herself, she had to release her anger. 'What the HELL d'you do that FOR!' A few daily prophets got thrown across the room this time.
After a few quills were launched at the walls, a knocking on the door interrupted Karen's strop. With a book in her hand ready to hurl, she stopped and listened. The knocking continued. Karen sat at the end of her unmade bed waiting for the person to go away. The noise finally stopped and Karen looked down at the book in her hand. She dropped it on the floor and buried her face in her hands. Shoulders shuddering she broke down into a silent cry. Suddenly her door opened. She looked up sharply red eyed and tears streaming down her face. A tiny little creature stood in her doorway. It had green skin, big round eyes, pointy ears and it was wearing shabby old clothes far too big for it and odd socks.
'Ooh! I sorry miss!' It spoke in a very squeaky high-pitched voice and turned to leave. When it had its back to Karen it stopped and turned back to her. 'Is you ok miss?'
'Who are you?' Karen said wiping her face on her sleeve.
'I is called Dobby miss,' Dobby walked up to Karen and stood in front of her. 'I is a house elf. You not s'posed to see me,' Dobby took out a hanky and offered it to her.
'Thanks,' she said, her nose was running so she sounded like she had a cold. She blew it and wiped her eyes.
'Why you crying miss? Can Dobby help?'
'No. You can't help,' Karen said looking at the floor.
'You sure miss? Dobby here to help,'
Karen sat for a moment. 'I know,' she said getting up. She rummaged through her bag and took out ten Galleons. 'Here,' she said handing the money to Dobby. 'Take this to Am… to Professor Nettles and tell her she won, tell her I concede,'
Dobby looked at the money in his tiny hand then at Karen quizzically. 'If it makes you better miss, I do it,'
Karen stood and watched as Dobby walked out the room.
Saturday dragged on, Karen stayed in her room all day. She sat in her office checking for any paperwork that she needed to do. Seeing as her lessons were all practical all she had to do was registers and these were already done. With nothing to do she stood by her window and watched as some of the students were flying about in the grounds. She could see them all smiling and laughing, she was jealous of their carefree expressions. Flying was a great way to relieve stress, but if she wanted to go out there she'd have to leave her room. Leaving her room meant there was a possibility she'd run into Severus and she didn't want to do that! Karen sighed and walked away from the window. She wandered to her desk and sat down, she tipped her head back and closed her eyes.
'Ouch,' Karen leant forward rubbing the back of her neck. She opened her eyes, it was dark, she'd fallen asleep in her chair. The shadow of someone standing the other side of her desk came out of the darkness. Her heart beat faster and the shadowy figure began to move. 'Who…' her voice came out higher than usual, so she cleared her throat. 'Ahem, who are you?'
The figure stopped in front of the window looking out of it, the moonlight showed Karen that it was wearing a hooded cloak. Then it spoke,
'I don't understand you Miss Tolson,'
Whose voice is that? Sounds like...
'You say you do what's necessary to get what you want,' the person continued. 'But when something you desire is handed to you on a plate you turn it down. I wonder why that is?'
The figure still had its back to Karen, 'I er… I don't know what you mean?'
'Oh, I think you do,'
Karen said nothing. She dared not move from her seat. 'I still don't know,' she said, her voice trembling a bit.
'What do you want most in this world?'
Karen thought only for a second when the obvious answer popped into her head. Severus Snape. But she alone knew this, this mystery person must mean something else.
'That's right' said the figure.
'What's right?' Karen asked.
'You want Snape,'
'…How… how do you know?' This person must be able to read minds.
'You just answered your own question. Now back to my question,'
Karen was totally confused now. What on earth was going on?
'I want to know why you didn't take Snape when I gave him to you?' The figure asked.
'I… didn't know it was you… I didn't … I didn't see you there,' Karen was getting very scared now.
'I wasn't there but I sent him to you,'
'Oh,' Karen said trying to sound more composed than she was. 'I s'pose it's because it happened too fast. It didn't feel right getting involved so early,'
'Hmm,' the figure raised an arm and rubbed its chin clearly in thought. Then it turned to Karen, she couldn't see its face but stared back at it anyway. Just then it turned sharply and ran out of the door.
'Ouch,' Karen leant forward rubbing the back of her neck. She opened her eyes, it was dark, she'd fallen asleep in her chair. 'Hang on a minute?' She said to herself. 'I've been here before,' She looked at her watch, it was quarter past one in the morning. She rubbed her face with her hand and got up off her chair. Was that a dream? Must've been. I'm hungry. Without lunch and dinner Karen was starving. So as the school was sleeping she'd go and get something from the kitchens. Amber told her to tickle the pear in the painting outside if she wanted food from the kitchens.
The next morning Karen plucked up the courage to go and have breakfast with everyone else. Even if Snape was down there she would just ignore him.
As she walked into the Great hall she immediately looked up the teachers' table and luckily there was no sign of Snape. Karen smiled to herself and took a long relieved breath in. She sat down next to Amber who was demolishing a pile of toast.
'Alright Karen, where were you yesterday?' Amber asked.
Karen really didn't want to answer this question she had to think of a quick lie and said, 'I was doing some work,'
'What sort of work?'
'Just work!' Karen snapped back.
'Ok,' Amber took the hint and changed the subject. 'Oh, Dobby gave me the money! Ha-ha! I told you he wasn't worth it,'
'Yeah. I know,' Karen looked down at her bowl of Weetabix feeling less and less hungry.
'So what happened?' Amber said catching Karens eye.
'What?'
'You know, what made you give up?'
'Er…' Karen had to think of another lie. 'I asked him for a kiss and he said no,'
'What?! Is that it?' Amber didn't believe this. Karen didn't really think she would.
'Yes! That's it. I couldn't be bothered to keep bugging him. He deserves his privacy y'know!'
With this outburst Snape appeared at the doors to the Hall. That was it for Karen, she got up and left her soggy Weetabix and marched out.
Snape followed Karen with his eyes until she was out of sight, then turned and stared at Amber.
'Okay,' said Amber raising her eyebrows and getting back to her toast.