Chapter 1:
Professor Honor Blissett woke early from her dreamless sleep, being a Seer had its downside, if she ever wanted to sleep without predicting something she had to take a vial of sleeping potion. Slowly she stared around at her new and dingy room, there had to be alterations made and soon. The last occupant of this room had not positioned the bed and other items of furniture in the right places for energy to flow freely and it created a build up of bad energy, no wonder she died.
After getting dressed in a heavy black robe she wandered to the other side of her room, it would be better to start the day with free flowing positive energy. She set to work moving different items of furniture accordingly.
By the end of it she was thoroughly invigorated, if not a little hungry. So she went downstairs to join the teachers at breakfast.
The great hall seemed very large indeed and also very empty with only the teachers' table.
"Good morning Honor!" Dumbledore called merrily from the table.
"Yes professor, it will be a good morning and evening for all but one of us. There is a lot of positive energy coming from this hall, but one such as myself can feel the power of a negative source too. I am truly captivated by the splendour of light and dark sir."
"Oh please Honor, when speaking to me address me by my first name aswell as all as all of the other professors. I am your equal. But tell me my dear, to whom does this negative energy supply belong to?"
"I would like to answer that," she said quietly as she sat next to a fountain of negativity "but you already know." Honor took a bite out of warm buttered toast as Dumbledore went back to his meal looking slightly amused.
"So then what do you predict for today?" a silky voice from beside her asked.
"Something unexpected will happen to you late this evening after the feast."
"And what would that be?"
"Well if I told you that it wouldn't be unexpected, would it?" Severus looked pleased with the answer but he had not finished yet.
"So then, Blissett is a very uncommon name, is it muggle?"
"No, how dare you say such a thing! My blood is as pure as yours, just because my name isn't common doesn't mean that it is muggle." Honor looked very insulted at Severus' comment.
"I apologise for offending you. I will see you this evening and I look forward to the unexpected event." Severus majestically swept out of the hall and turned to the dungeons.
"I see that you've met Severus then Honor? That must have been the nicest greeting he has ever given a new professor, especially in your subject."
"Thank you Albus, I look forward to your visit later but could you make it ten minutes later than you planned to? I will be busy before." She hurried out of the hall and up to her rooms.
When Honor stepped into her room she felt the build up of negative energy and at once knew who was in there
"And how may I help you Severus?" she asked while closing the door.
"My! Don't you already know?" he said slowly in his sarcastic drawl.
"I would rather hear this conversation from the both of us, rather than make predictions."
"Then isn't it pointless having a conversation if you know the outcome?"
"Well Severus it is not entirely pointless, I have taught myself to block my inner-eye when making conversation. So having a discussion is not as meaningless as you think." Folding her arms across her chest she directed her smug expression at the now astonished Severus.
"Any way I came here to ask if you were coming to the Sorting Ceremony the evening?" he changed the subject quickly.
"Well yes of course I am, I have to." Severus looked confused "I have to be introduced to the students."
"Yes, you are lucky. At least you don't have to teach the first and second years." He smirked unhappily.
"What's the matter with them?" she looked bewildered and confused.
"Where do I begin?" he sounded exasperated "They're stupid, clumsy and annoying."
"But that's your opinion and in your subject."
"Yes, true. But could you deal with them?" he stared questionably into her sky blue eyes.
"I agree with you now, tealeaf reading would be worse than it is going to be with a certain Mr Longbottom." She sighed heavily.
"So you are not entirely keen on Mr Longbottom either?"
"Well the problem is that with tealeaf readings the cup has to be made of pure china and an Unbreakable charm cannot be used, so therefore in one lesson with him I have Seen that I will lose many cups. Why do you dislike him?"
"I have had a disliking for him ever since he spilt his first potion and still he does not retire from frustrating me every practical lesson. Anyway I have to leave you now, I need to get ready for tomorrows lessons. I will see you this evening."
"Yes, good day to you Severus." He swept out of the room and met Dumbledore beyond the threshold.
"So then you were busy with Severus then? Already getting plenty of visitors." Dumbledore chuckled; he was amused at the look of embarrassment on her face. "My dear girl I am making no assumptions of any kind! You need not look so embarrassed, I was merely commenting on how happy he looked."
"You call that happy? Surely if he was happy he would have been smiling, when he left he was doing no such thing."
"Severus has never been skilled in the area of expressing emotions -apart from hate that is- but I have to admit that there was a hint of a smile when he departed. Didn't you feel his positive energy?" Dumbledore looked concerned.
"Oh, I didn't feel anything because I was blocking my power. Did he actually smile?"
"Yes Honor and I think it was talking to you that did it." He paused slightly and looked at her "Any way I came here to ask you some thing, it's been interesting me for quite a while."
"What's that?"
"Your hair."
"What about my hair?"
"I find it fascinating. You have a small amount of black hair at the front, which frames your face, and then the remainder of you hair is light chestnut. I do not mean to be rude at all, but is natural?"
"Yes, it is natural. Its always been like this," she fingered a few strands of raven black hair "my mother always told me that I was special to have such interesting hair." Honor sighed inwardly at the old memory of her mother long gone.
"My dear, every one is special in one way or another, even you."
"Thank you Albus, I will look forward to seeing you at dinner tonight." Tears welled up in her eyes as Dumbledore turned to leave.
"She always loved you, so much." He left, Honor turned and run into her room, collapsing in tears on her bed.
Memories of her childhood coming floating into her head. Her mother was dead and so was her father. She had nothing but her pet cat Vestper, she was so beautiful she was pure black and had piercing yellow eyes. She also had a snowy owl called Niveus, but she was only for post.
Her name upset her most; Honor's mother was always repeating it. Honor Candidus Diluculo Blissett. When you translate her first and middle names out of Latin and into English it was Honour White Dawn. Her mother always made her laugh by bowing in front of her and saying `Honour White Dawn'. She was named this because her mother and father had gotten married at dawn on a snowy day. `As if that's ever going to happen to me' she thought. Predicting her own future was something she had never done and never wanted to do because it would take all interest out of her life.
She must have been crying for a long time because her clock had just let out a chime for 4.30, Honor sat upright and sniffed; she had to be in the hall in half an hour and she looked a mess. Slipping out of bed she tiredly padded across the room to her dressing table, picked up a piece of ribbon with a small black cat on it. She tied the black satin ribbon around her neck; it was the last gift from her mother before she died. Honor peered into the mirror, looking at her usual visage. Her pale skin now glistened slightly from the tears she had shed. Her sky blue eyes, inherited from her mother. Honor applied the smallest amount of make up and changed into some new robes, they were black with silver hemming on the sleeves and neckline. She pulled a brush through her tangled and tousled hair until it lay flat. Honor turned and walked slowly down to the hall.
She sat again next to Severus, he looked glum and bored.
"Does it bore you aswell?" he suddenly asked.
"It bored me when I was schooling, but I have never seen it from the teachers view."
"Believe me, you get a different view, you get to see it from behind." She smiled and shook her head at his humorous answer. Just then the chattering students filed into the hall. Once settled, professor McGonagall walked in, leading a large group of nervous first years.
At last the first years had been sorted into their appropriate houses Dumbledore stood up as the school silenced.
"My dear students, here we are beginning a new term at Hogwarts. I hope this term to be more happy and positive than the last. To start this term we have some professors to welcome.
"Firstly I would like to welcome back professor Remus Lupin as our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." the school applauded as Remus stood up and then sat back down "Secondly after the sad death of dear professor Trelawny, I would like to welcome professor Honor Candidus Diluculo Blissett!" she stood up and looked around the hall, this was all too much for her. Turning she fled through the door to her side. She ran until the end of a corridor and collapsed behind a statue. Tears over flowed in her blue eyes and fell down her soft skin. She heard footsteps coming down the corridor and they stopped beside her. Crouching down the figure stared at her full of concern.
Disclaimer: all characters belong to J K Rowling apart from prof. Blissett!
Ooh who is this `figure'? What do you think? Please review!!!
BTW Vestper means Evening Star and Niveus means Snowy, I love Latin!!!!
Professor Honor Blissett woke early from her dreamless sleep, being a Seer had its downside, if she ever wanted to sleep without predicting something she had to take a vial of sleeping potion. Slowly she stared around at her new and dingy room, there had to be alterations made and soon. The last occupant of this room had not positioned the bed and other items of furniture in the right places for energy to flow freely and it created a build up of bad energy, no wonder she died.
After getting dressed in a heavy black robe she wandered to the other side of her room, it would be better to start the day with free flowing positive energy. She set to work moving different items of furniture accordingly.
By the end of it she was thoroughly invigorated, if not a little hungry. So she went downstairs to join the teachers at breakfast.
The great hall seemed very large indeed and also very empty with only the teachers' table.
"Good morning Honor!" Dumbledore called merrily from the table.
"Yes professor, it will be a good morning and evening for all but one of us. There is a lot of positive energy coming from this hall, but one such as myself can feel the power of a negative source too. I am truly captivated by the splendour of light and dark sir."
"Oh please Honor, when speaking to me address me by my first name aswell as all as all of the other professors. I am your equal. But tell me my dear, to whom does this negative energy supply belong to?"
"I would like to answer that," she said quietly as she sat next to a fountain of negativity "but you already know." Honor took a bite out of warm buttered toast as Dumbledore went back to his meal looking slightly amused.
"So then what do you predict for today?" a silky voice from beside her asked.
"Something unexpected will happen to you late this evening after the feast."
"And what would that be?"
"Well if I told you that it wouldn't be unexpected, would it?" Severus looked pleased with the answer but he had not finished yet.
"So then, Blissett is a very uncommon name, is it muggle?"
"No, how dare you say such a thing! My blood is as pure as yours, just because my name isn't common doesn't mean that it is muggle." Honor looked very insulted at Severus' comment.
"I apologise for offending you. I will see you this evening and I look forward to the unexpected event." Severus majestically swept out of the hall and turned to the dungeons.
"I see that you've met Severus then Honor? That must have been the nicest greeting he has ever given a new professor, especially in your subject."
"Thank you Albus, I look forward to your visit later but could you make it ten minutes later than you planned to? I will be busy before." She hurried out of the hall and up to her rooms.
When Honor stepped into her room she felt the build up of negative energy and at once knew who was in there
"And how may I help you Severus?" she asked while closing the door.
"My! Don't you already know?" he said slowly in his sarcastic drawl.
"I would rather hear this conversation from the both of us, rather than make predictions."
"Then isn't it pointless having a conversation if you know the outcome?"
"Well Severus it is not entirely pointless, I have taught myself to block my inner-eye when making conversation. So having a discussion is not as meaningless as you think." Folding her arms across her chest she directed her smug expression at the now astonished Severus.
"Any way I came here to ask if you were coming to the Sorting Ceremony the evening?" he changed the subject quickly.
"Well yes of course I am, I have to." Severus looked confused "I have to be introduced to the students."
"Yes, you are lucky. At least you don't have to teach the first and second years." He smirked unhappily.
"What's the matter with them?" she looked bewildered and confused.
"Where do I begin?" he sounded exasperated "They're stupid, clumsy and annoying."
"But that's your opinion and in your subject."
"Yes, true. But could you deal with them?" he stared questionably into her sky blue eyes.
"I agree with you now, tealeaf reading would be worse than it is going to be with a certain Mr Longbottom." She sighed heavily.
"So you are not entirely keen on Mr Longbottom either?"
"Well the problem is that with tealeaf readings the cup has to be made of pure china and an Unbreakable charm cannot be used, so therefore in one lesson with him I have Seen that I will lose many cups. Why do you dislike him?"
"I have had a disliking for him ever since he spilt his first potion and still he does not retire from frustrating me every practical lesson. Anyway I have to leave you now, I need to get ready for tomorrows lessons. I will see you this evening."
"Yes, good day to you Severus." He swept out of the room and met Dumbledore beyond the threshold.
"So then you were busy with Severus then? Already getting plenty of visitors." Dumbledore chuckled; he was amused at the look of embarrassment on her face. "My dear girl I am making no assumptions of any kind! You need not look so embarrassed, I was merely commenting on how happy he looked."
"You call that happy? Surely if he was happy he would have been smiling, when he left he was doing no such thing."
"Severus has never been skilled in the area of expressing emotions -apart from hate that is- but I have to admit that there was a hint of a smile when he departed. Didn't you feel his positive energy?" Dumbledore looked concerned.
"Oh, I didn't feel anything because I was blocking my power. Did he actually smile?"
"Yes Honor and I think it was talking to you that did it." He paused slightly and looked at her "Any way I came here to ask you some thing, it's been interesting me for quite a while."
"What's that?"
"Your hair."
"What about my hair?"
"I find it fascinating. You have a small amount of black hair at the front, which frames your face, and then the remainder of you hair is light chestnut. I do not mean to be rude at all, but is natural?"
"Yes, it is natural. Its always been like this," she fingered a few strands of raven black hair "my mother always told me that I was special to have such interesting hair." Honor sighed inwardly at the old memory of her mother long gone.
"My dear, every one is special in one way or another, even you."
"Thank you Albus, I will look forward to seeing you at dinner tonight." Tears welled up in her eyes as Dumbledore turned to leave.
"She always loved you, so much." He left, Honor turned and run into her room, collapsing in tears on her bed.
Memories of her childhood coming floating into her head. Her mother was dead and so was her father. She had nothing but her pet cat Vestper, she was so beautiful she was pure black and had piercing yellow eyes. She also had a snowy owl called Niveus, but she was only for post.
Her name upset her most; Honor's mother was always repeating it. Honor Candidus Diluculo Blissett. When you translate her first and middle names out of Latin and into English it was Honour White Dawn. Her mother always made her laugh by bowing in front of her and saying `Honour White Dawn'. She was named this because her mother and father had gotten married at dawn on a snowy day. `As if that's ever going to happen to me' she thought. Predicting her own future was something she had never done and never wanted to do because it would take all interest out of her life.
She must have been crying for a long time because her clock had just let out a chime for 4.30, Honor sat upright and sniffed; she had to be in the hall in half an hour and she looked a mess. Slipping out of bed she tiredly padded across the room to her dressing table, picked up a piece of ribbon with a small black cat on it. She tied the black satin ribbon around her neck; it was the last gift from her mother before she died. Honor peered into the mirror, looking at her usual visage. Her pale skin now glistened slightly from the tears she had shed. Her sky blue eyes, inherited from her mother. Honor applied the smallest amount of make up and changed into some new robes, they were black with silver hemming on the sleeves and neckline. She pulled a brush through her tangled and tousled hair until it lay flat. Honor turned and walked slowly down to the hall.
She sat again next to Severus, he looked glum and bored.
"Does it bore you aswell?" he suddenly asked.
"It bored me when I was schooling, but I have never seen it from the teachers view."
"Believe me, you get a different view, you get to see it from behind." She smiled and shook her head at his humorous answer. Just then the chattering students filed into the hall. Once settled, professor McGonagall walked in, leading a large group of nervous first years.
At last the first years had been sorted into their appropriate houses Dumbledore stood up as the school silenced.
"My dear students, here we are beginning a new term at Hogwarts. I hope this term to be more happy and positive than the last. To start this term we have some professors to welcome.
"Firstly I would like to welcome back professor Remus Lupin as our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." the school applauded as Remus stood up and then sat back down "Secondly after the sad death of dear professor Trelawny, I would like to welcome professor Honor Candidus Diluculo Blissett!" she stood up and looked around the hall, this was all too much for her. Turning she fled through the door to her side. She ran until the end of a corridor and collapsed behind a statue. Tears over flowed in her blue eyes and fell down her soft skin. She heard footsteps coming down the corridor and they stopped beside her. Crouching down the figure stared at her full of concern.
Disclaimer: all characters belong to J K Rowling apart from prof. Blissett!
Ooh who is this `figure'? What do you think? Please review!!!
BTW Vestper means Evening Star and Niveus means Snowy, I love Latin!!!!
