1 Chapter 9 – Karen's mood
After the events with Snape, Karen totally ignored and avoided him. Weeks went by and Karen's enjoyable start at Hogwarts had turned to misery. She didn't know how to clear up this burden with Snape, he didn't want to talk to her and vice versa. And that dream? Karen had put it to the back of her mind, but every once in a while, if she was alone, it would come back into her thoughts. Luckily the Quidditch season had started so Karen had a lot more to occupy herself.
'Angie! ANGIE! Try going under George when you get the quaffle, he wont expect it,'
Karen was doing Quidditch training with the Gryffindor team one chilly October evening. They were practising tactics. She was on the ground shouting instructions up at the team, who were whizzing about the stadium.
'Yeah that's it! Pass it back straight away Katie… and Angie… under… there you go! Brilliant!'
Once the move was pulled off Karen looked at her watch and the two hours was up. 'Ok guys and girls! Lets get packed up!'
The group all came down to land. Karen stood over the box where the Quidditch balls went. Oliver Wood, carrying the quaffle, plonked it into its place. The Weasley twins, each fighting with a bludger, managed to get them in with a little help from Karen.
'Cheers Miss,' They said. Karen looked up and saw Harry Potter still flying about.
'Oi! Harry! Come down here now!'
'I can't find the snitch, Miss!' He shouted back.
'Damn,' Karen said to herself. 'Ok, you lot go back to your dorms, I'll help Harry find the snitch. Oh, and well done, you were all great tonight,'
'Thanks Miss, see you later,' they said and trundled off with their brooms over their shoulders. Karen closed the box containing the balls, grabbed her broom and kicked off. She soared up to where Harry was.
'Where did you last see it, Harry?' She asked the specked youth.
'Oh, its was around here,' he said. 'But that was ages ago, I have no idea where it is now,'
It was getting very dark and would be almost impossible to spot. 'Miss,' Harry called. 'If you turned on the floodlights we would be able to see it better,'
Karen stopped in the air. She knew how wizard floodlights worked. You had to use your wand and say Maxus Lumos.
'It's not that dark,' Karen said hopefully. 'We can find it alright,'
'Er, Miss? I can hardly see you, let alone the golden snitch!' Harry pointed out smirking a little.
'Fine,' Karen said. 'You do it!'
'I'm not supposed to, plus my wand is in my room,' he tilted his head in direction of the Gryffindor tower.
'Well, I don't have my wand either,' Karen said grinning. She came down to land and beckoned Harry to do the same. 'Lets leave it for tonight then, I'll have a look for it in the morning,'
'Ok,' Harry said and he picked up the box with the other Quidditch balls. They walked over to the store shed and Karen opened it with the key. 'Where's your wand then, Miss?'
'Erm,' Karen opened the door and Harry stepped in. She could say the same as him and say it's in her room, but that sounds a little unprofessional. He plonked the box down and then looked back up at Karen. 'It's in Ollivanders',' she blurted out. She used the same excuse as she did on Snape. Snape.
'Broke it?' Harry asked as if he'd done it aswell.
'Yeah,' Karen said. 'I tend to be a bit heavy handed with it,' she lied.
'Oh, ok. Well, see you later, Miss,' off he went, up to the castle.
As Karen locked the door to the shed a voice from behind startled her.
'Ollivanders? That's twice you've used that excuse,'
Karen completely froze. The voice behind her continued. 'It won't be long until you're found out,'
Karen turned sharply. Something very strange stood before her… Nothing. It was the same voice she had heard in her room them weeks ago. But the source of the voice had vanished. She glanced around quickly, from the Forbidden forest, to Hagrid's hut and up to the school. But she saw nothing. Completely scared out of her wits she grabbed her broom and legged it as fast as she could up to the castle.
Inside, she hurtled along the corridors when someone called out.
'Stop where you are!'
Karen totally ignored this person, she just wanted the security of her bed.
'I said stop!' She heard footsteps speed up and start chasing her. In her haste she took a wrong turn into a short corridor. Here she stopped running, she would face whoever was chasing her. If she had a fight on her hands she was ready. The door she just ran through burst open.
'What are you doing…'
'Severus?'
'…Out of bed?'
Neither of them expected to see the other. Snape thought he caught a student out of bed and Karen thought, well, she didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't Snape.
They did what they always did around each other and that was, said nothing. They just looked at each other trying to work out what the other was doing.
'I-I gotta go,' Karen finally stuttered and pointed to the door. No matter how much she wanted to stay the awkwardness between them was unbearable.
Snape stayed silent and just nodded as Karen passed him.
She ran the rest of the way to her room. In such a hurry she wasn't thinking straight and was looking for a keyhole in her door. When she couldn't find one frustration took hold and she started thumping the huge wooden doors. Tears in her eyes she started shouting.
'I HATE this PLACE!' She booted the door then took a few steps back. Composing herself she remembered; 'Chudley Cannons,' she muttered, sounding defeated. The doors opened gently and the mood Karen was in she felt they were opening slowly on purpose to mock her. 'Come ON!' When there was room, she barged in and turned to watch the doors continue to open fully. She grabbed the handles and yanked them with some force and the doors closed.
If Karen had looked out into the corridor she would have seen a figure in the shadows watching her, she would have seen Snape.
The next morning Karen was still in a foul mood as she went to breakfast. She had got up early to retrieve the golden snitch but there was no sign of it at all. She considered it lost and thought about going to London and getting a new set of balls from Diagon Alley on the weekend. She was feeling a complete low at the moment, nothing was going right for her. She saw Snape at breakfast but didn't have the energy to acknowledge him.
'Alright Karen?'
Karen looked up to see Amber's friendly face smiling at her.
'Alright, how are you?' Karen asked half-heartedly.
'Yeah, good. I'm going to Hogsmeade Saturday with Hagrid, wanna come?'
'Nar, I've gotta go to Diagon Alley,'
'Why?' Amber asked.
'Oh, I lost a stupid golden snitch and I've gotta get a new one,'
Amber laughed at this.
'It's not bloody funny!' Karen fumed, her eyebrows crinkling.
'Woah, ok, calm down,' Amber was startled.
Karen just looked at her then started on her toast. After she had guzzled down her orange juice she got up, flung her bag over her shoulder and was off.
'See you later,' she said with her back to Amber.
'Bye,' Amber called out. 'Poor old Karen,' she then said to herself.
After the events with Snape, Karen totally ignored and avoided him. Weeks went by and Karen's enjoyable start at Hogwarts had turned to misery. She didn't know how to clear up this burden with Snape, he didn't want to talk to her and vice versa. And that dream? Karen had put it to the back of her mind, but every once in a while, if she was alone, it would come back into her thoughts. Luckily the Quidditch season had started so Karen had a lot more to occupy herself.
'Angie! ANGIE! Try going under George when you get the quaffle, he wont expect it,'
Karen was doing Quidditch training with the Gryffindor team one chilly October evening. They were practising tactics. She was on the ground shouting instructions up at the team, who were whizzing about the stadium.
'Yeah that's it! Pass it back straight away Katie… and Angie… under… there you go! Brilliant!'
Once the move was pulled off Karen looked at her watch and the two hours was up. 'Ok guys and girls! Lets get packed up!'
The group all came down to land. Karen stood over the box where the Quidditch balls went. Oliver Wood, carrying the quaffle, plonked it into its place. The Weasley twins, each fighting with a bludger, managed to get them in with a little help from Karen.
'Cheers Miss,' They said. Karen looked up and saw Harry Potter still flying about.
'Oi! Harry! Come down here now!'
'I can't find the snitch, Miss!' He shouted back.
'Damn,' Karen said to herself. 'Ok, you lot go back to your dorms, I'll help Harry find the snitch. Oh, and well done, you were all great tonight,'
'Thanks Miss, see you later,' they said and trundled off with their brooms over their shoulders. Karen closed the box containing the balls, grabbed her broom and kicked off. She soared up to where Harry was.
'Where did you last see it, Harry?' She asked the specked youth.
'Oh, its was around here,' he said. 'But that was ages ago, I have no idea where it is now,'
It was getting very dark and would be almost impossible to spot. 'Miss,' Harry called. 'If you turned on the floodlights we would be able to see it better,'
Karen stopped in the air. She knew how wizard floodlights worked. You had to use your wand and say Maxus Lumos.
'It's not that dark,' Karen said hopefully. 'We can find it alright,'
'Er, Miss? I can hardly see you, let alone the golden snitch!' Harry pointed out smirking a little.
'Fine,' Karen said. 'You do it!'
'I'm not supposed to, plus my wand is in my room,' he tilted his head in direction of the Gryffindor tower.
'Well, I don't have my wand either,' Karen said grinning. She came down to land and beckoned Harry to do the same. 'Lets leave it for tonight then, I'll have a look for it in the morning,'
'Ok,' Harry said and he picked up the box with the other Quidditch balls. They walked over to the store shed and Karen opened it with the key. 'Where's your wand then, Miss?'
'Erm,' Karen opened the door and Harry stepped in. She could say the same as him and say it's in her room, but that sounds a little unprofessional. He plonked the box down and then looked back up at Karen. 'It's in Ollivanders',' she blurted out. She used the same excuse as she did on Snape. Snape.
'Broke it?' Harry asked as if he'd done it aswell.
'Yeah,' Karen said. 'I tend to be a bit heavy handed with it,' she lied.
'Oh, ok. Well, see you later, Miss,' off he went, up to the castle.
As Karen locked the door to the shed a voice from behind startled her.
'Ollivanders? That's twice you've used that excuse,'
Karen completely froze. The voice behind her continued. 'It won't be long until you're found out,'
Karen turned sharply. Something very strange stood before her… Nothing. It was the same voice she had heard in her room them weeks ago. But the source of the voice had vanished. She glanced around quickly, from the Forbidden forest, to Hagrid's hut and up to the school. But she saw nothing. Completely scared out of her wits she grabbed her broom and legged it as fast as she could up to the castle.
Inside, she hurtled along the corridors when someone called out.
'Stop where you are!'
Karen totally ignored this person, she just wanted the security of her bed.
'I said stop!' She heard footsteps speed up and start chasing her. In her haste she took a wrong turn into a short corridor. Here she stopped running, she would face whoever was chasing her. If she had a fight on her hands she was ready. The door she just ran through burst open.
'What are you doing…'
'Severus?'
'…Out of bed?'
Neither of them expected to see the other. Snape thought he caught a student out of bed and Karen thought, well, she didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't Snape.
They did what they always did around each other and that was, said nothing. They just looked at each other trying to work out what the other was doing.
'I-I gotta go,' Karen finally stuttered and pointed to the door. No matter how much she wanted to stay the awkwardness between them was unbearable.
Snape stayed silent and just nodded as Karen passed him.
She ran the rest of the way to her room. In such a hurry she wasn't thinking straight and was looking for a keyhole in her door. When she couldn't find one frustration took hold and she started thumping the huge wooden doors. Tears in her eyes she started shouting.
'I HATE this PLACE!' She booted the door then took a few steps back. Composing herself she remembered; 'Chudley Cannons,' she muttered, sounding defeated. The doors opened gently and the mood Karen was in she felt they were opening slowly on purpose to mock her. 'Come ON!' When there was room, she barged in and turned to watch the doors continue to open fully. She grabbed the handles and yanked them with some force and the doors closed.
If Karen had looked out into the corridor she would have seen a figure in the shadows watching her, she would have seen Snape.
The next morning Karen was still in a foul mood as she went to breakfast. She had got up early to retrieve the golden snitch but there was no sign of it at all. She considered it lost and thought about going to London and getting a new set of balls from Diagon Alley on the weekend. She was feeling a complete low at the moment, nothing was going right for her. She saw Snape at breakfast but didn't have the energy to acknowledge him.
'Alright Karen?'
Karen looked up to see Amber's friendly face smiling at her.
'Alright, how are you?' Karen asked half-heartedly.
'Yeah, good. I'm going to Hogsmeade Saturday with Hagrid, wanna come?'
'Nar, I've gotta go to Diagon Alley,'
'Why?' Amber asked.
'Oh, I lost a stupid golden snitch and I've gotta get a new one,'
Amber laughed at this.
'It's not bloody funny!' Karen fumed, her eyebrows crinkling.
'Woah, ok, calm down,' Amber was startled.
Karen just looked at her then started on her toast. After she had guzzled down her orange juice she got up, flung her bag over her shoulder and was off.
'See you later,' she said with her back to Amber.
'Bye,' Amber called out. 'Poor old Karen,' she then said to herself.