Hallo! Welcome back to the next weekly installment. I'll try my best to
have this stuff out ASAP. But being a full time student and trying to learn
the Fly Camel take up a lot o time.
So here goes with my usual:
Many thanks to my beta readers One again I want to say thanks to my beta readers Callie, Juryu, Tiffany and brigidt startly. Their posted fics can be found in my profile under favorites. GO CHECK'EM OUT! Great fics and good reading!
****Many thanks to the Big C and the Big J****
I gotta say thanks to MITTER!
Thank you for the reviews from Starlight and ferguspork.
A special thanks to acree—my southern pal
And thanks from u know who i am. I DO KNOW WHO YOU ARE!
MMMMMMAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!
ON WITH THE STORY!
***
Ch 2-Meet The Press
The Press Room was a mess. Flash bulbs popped everywhere. The WWN was broadcasting this live. Anyone who had to do anything with Quidditch was there. Severus was handed a pass and he sat at the back of the room. The team took seats at the main table. Delia sat in-between Josh and Nicola. Zee Anders gave her speech introducing the new Chasers and hopes for the team. Zee opened the floor up to questions. The first one came from Derek Willins voice of Quidditch on the WWN.
"Miss Wheelrite it says here in the press package you are engaged. To whom are you engaged? It's not confirmed."
Delia realized she wasn't in the mood to explain about Severus just yet and replied, "I prefer not to disclose that information until all of my friends and family back in Kansas have been introduced."
"Miss Wheelrite! Alan Sand of Quidditch Weekly. You are an American that attended Hogwarts. How did you and your two best friends end up as Chasers?"
"We all tried out. It was our second year. We somehow made it. You could say it was 'magical.'" The entire room burst into laughter.
"Miss Wheelrite! Alan Sand again, how many years were you captain and for what house did you play?"
"I was the Captain for three years on the Hufflepuff House Team."
"Miss Wheelrite! Nick here from Quidditch News. Does your family know you are engaged?"
"Yes, they do. They are happy for me. After they found out in a round about sort of way"
The questions kept coming. They all wanted to know about Delia and her homeland. Josh and Nicola looked irritated. No one was asking them questions. This was after all their press conference too. Nicola was sick of Delia always getting the attention.
Finally, Zee broke in saying that was all the time they had for today. There was to be a short photo shoot on the Pitch and later in the week official photos would be sent out.
Minutes later on the pitch Delia had a headache from all the bulbs flashing. She didn't know where Severus was. Delia was getting sick of, "Smile real pretty love! Show us the ring!" Finally it was over and the press left. However, there was matter of more 'official photos.' First there were the group shots followed by the Chaser shots and then individual shots.
Delia, Josh and Nicola had never been posed so much. Zee kept saying the same over and over to the photographer who couldn't stop snapping away. "Delia is the good girl. She's the dear sweet pretty one. The girl next door! She's the man-eater! She's the charming and witty one. But fellas she is already taken, mate! I want that captured on film! Nicola is the homely lady most women are. We want to show that all women are athletic and beauties. Josh is the ladies man. He has charm any lady could melt in his presence. I WANT ALL OF THIS ON FILM! Delia smile more! Nicola stop smirking so! Josh just keep what you are doing up. Delia let's see that ring! Look more romantic Delia, dreamy romantic. THAT'S IT! GOOD GOOD!"
The individual shots were just as bad. Delia had to smile and hold her hand up constantly. Her ring always seemed to be at the wrong angle. Delia hadn't been picked at like this since her ice-skating days. After an hour Delia was dismissed. She went to the locker room to change. She found Severus looking out on to the pitch. She stormed into her dressing room. Severus trailed in after her.
"God, what a nightmare!" Delia exclaimed, "I haven't been posed so much since I won that Junior Ice Skating title back when I was eleven. If I'm told to smile one more time I'm going to go nuts!" She flopped down on the dressing table stool. She looked in the mirror. She did a pose and a smile. Severus came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"It will be over soon," he reassured her. "You three are just new. Quidditch hasn't seen three excellent young players in awhile. I know it's a lot. You went from being a nobody and then to a household name in the Wizarding World. Of course they are going to gobble you up! You are the unique one. No British team has even seen an American before on any of their teams. And with you being engaged that is what is going to make you irresistible. Men want what they can't have. You my dear are radiant. You look good in photos. You really do look like everyone's sweet heart. So therefore the one lucky man that has you is one lucky guy."
Delia turned smiled at herself in the mirror and giggled. "So my one lucky guy what shall we do for dinner? I am starved!"
***
The next day Delia reported to practice early. There was once again another photo shoot this time it was with Nimbus. Delia changed into her Photo Shoot robes. Andre came in and did her hair, once satisfied he left. Delia walked with Severus out to the pitch. Nimbus had everything all set up including the background. Zee walked up with who appeared to be some folks from Nimbus.
"Delia, good. You are here," she said. "This is Mr. Nimbus, head of Nimbus Broom Company. And this is Jeanie Loker in charge of PR for Nimbus. You will be receiving a new Nimbus 2000 for your use. Now if you would come this way we need some photos of you with the broom and riding the broom."
Delia was whisked away. She was handed a broom. She steeped up on the photographers' platform with a sky blue background with wispy white clouds. She was posed and told much the same as yesterday. Smile, show us the ring love and look dreamier. Delia thought she wasn't a Quidditch Player she was freakin' super model! Severus just stood by patiently. Delia had told him he didn't have to come. He insisted that he should.
Delia was told to mount her broom. She was thrown a Quaffel and told to make it look like she was heading for the goal. The background all of a sudden changed to Hoops. One of the photographers' helpers cast a spell to make wind shoot from his wand. Delia put her goal face on and made it look like she was going to chuck that Quaffel. The added breeze made her hair fly all over. After many photos she was excused. Josh and Nicola were next. They went through much the same. Only Nicola was told to look more homely and quit smirking. Josh was told just keep up the good work.
Severus was examining a Nimbus 2000 that was laying on the ground on a sheet. He was impressed. He wasn't much into racing brooms. His old Nimbus 1001 had served him well in his Quidditch playing days. He still had it stuffed away in his office. He used it for the occasional referee job. He couldn't wait to borrow Delia's. He did want to take it out. Mr. Nimbus saw Severus admiring Delia's broom. He walked over to Severus.
"It's dandy of a broom. What are you to Delia? Her father?" he asked.
"No, I'm her fiancée," Severus replied in an annoyed manner. He wasn't that old.
"Terribly sorry! I knew she was engaged but at the time of the press releases it wasn't announced to whom she was engaged!"
"It's alright," he said smugly, "I'm Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy and Head of Slytherin House."
"Nice to meet you Professor Snape."
"My pleasure. I remember when you first came out with the Nimbus line. My parents purchased me one of the early 1001s. I still have it and use it for the occasional refereeing at Hogwarts."
"Yes, the 1001s were excellent. Tell you what let's walk over here and get you a Nimbus 2000. Let's take one out and you can tell me what you think of it, since it's not on the market yet."
Delia saw Severus and Mr. Nimbus take off during the entire team shot. Severus whipped around the stadium. He was impressed even more by the Nimbus's handling. He thought it was a top of the line broom. Very fast indeed! He landed on the center of the pitch and had a look of excitement on his face. Mr. Nimbus landed next to Severus.
"I said they were a dandy."
"Yes, I concur, very fast!" exclaimed Severus. "I can see why Puddlemere United would choose such a fine broom. When are theses up for sale?"
"Next month. If you are considering purchasing one, don't bother. Just take that one back with you to Hogwarts."
"Oh I couldn't do that!" Severus said.
"Yes you can and will. Consider it an apology," said Mr. Nimbus.
***
Later that evening Severus and Delia were out on the Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch. Severus and Delia were playing one on one Quidditch with a Quaffel. They took turns acting as Keeper. Once nightfall was upon them they had to stop. They didn't go inside, the evening was too nice. It was balmy summer evening filled with a clear sky and bright stars. Delia spread a blanket out on the Quidditch Pitch that she had carried out earlier in the picnic basket. She laid her broom down on the blanket and took a seat. Severus joined her with the bottle of champagne he had placed in the basket along with two glasses. He sat down next to Delia and opened the bottle.
"What's the occasion?" she asked.
"Do I need one every time I want to have some champagne with my little fiancée?" he asked pouring the champagne and handing her a glass.
"No, not at all," she said taking the glass. She held up her glass, "Cheers." Their glasses touched making a soft clinking sound. Severus wrapped his arms around Delia, lay down on the blanket and pulled her on to his chest. They gazed at the stars. Delia propped herself up on her elbow and with her free hand she twiddled a lock of Severus's hair around her finger. Severus closed his eyes and enjoyed the soothing touch.
He opened his eyes sometime later.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," she said removing her hand from his hair. She bent her head down and kissed him.
"You know the only people left at Hogwarts are you, me, Albus, Minevira, Flitch and Hagrid."
"Oh, really? Are you suggesting something?"
"I could be."
"I'll gladly rip your shirt. But I think you should leave the robe on…"
So here goes with my usual:
Many thanks to my beta readers One again I want to say thanks to my beta readers Callie, Juryu, Tiffany and brigidt startly. Their posted fics can be found in my profile under favorites. GO CHECK'EM OUT! Great fics and good reading!
****Many thanks to the Big C and the Big J****
I gotta say thanks to MITTER!
Thank you for the reviews from Starlight and ferguspork.
A special thanks to acree—my southern pal
And thanks from u know who i am. I DO KNOW WHO YOU ARE!
MMMMMMAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!
ON WITH THE STORY!
***
Ch 2-Meet The Press
The Press Room was a mess. Flash bulbs popped everywhere. The WWN was broadcasting this live. Anyone who had to do anything with Quidditch was there. Severus was handed a pass and he sat at the back of the room. The team took seats at the main table. Delia sat in-between Josh and Nicola. Zee Anders gave her speech introducing the new Chasers and hopes for the team. Zee opened the floor up to questions. The first one came from Derek Willins voice of Quidditch on the WWN.
"Miss Wheelrite it says here in the press package you are engaged. To whom are you engaged? It's not confirmed."
Delia realized she wasn't in the mood to explain about Severus just yet and replied, "I prefer not to disclose that information until all of my friends and family back in Kansas have been introduced."
"Miss Wheelrite! Alan Sand of Quidditch Weekly. You are an American that attended Hogwarts. How did you and your two best friends end up as Chasers?"
"We all tried out. It was our second year. We somehow made it. You could say it was 'magical.'" The entire room burst into laughter.
"Miss Wheelrite! Alan Sand again, how many years were you captain and for what house did you play?"
"I was the Captain for three years on the Hufflepuff House Team."
"Miss Wheelrite! Nick here from Quidditch News. Does your family know you are engaged?"
"Yes, they do. They are happy for me. After they found out in a round about sort of way"
The questions kept coming. They all wanted to know about Delia and her homeland. Josh and Nicola looked irritated. No one was asking them questions. This was after all their press conference too. Nicola was sick of Delia always getting the attention.
Finally, Zee broke in saying that was all the time they had for today. There was to be a short photo shoot on the Pitch and later in the week official photos would be sent out.
Minutes later on the pitch Delia had a headache from all the bulbs flashing. She didn't know where Severus was. Delia was getting sick of, "Smile real pretty love! Show us the ring!" Finally it was over and the press left. However, there was matter of more 'official photos.' First there were the group shots followed by the Chaser shots and then individual shots.
Delia, Josh and Nicola had never been posed so much. Zee kept saying the same over and over to the photographer who couldn't stop snapping away. "Delia is the good girl. She's the dear sweet pretty one. The girl next door! She's the man-eater! She's the charming and witty one. But fellas she is already taken, mate! I want that captured on film! Nicola is the homely lady most women are. We want to show that all women are athletic and beauties. Josh is the ladies man. He has charm any lady could melt in his presence. I WANT ALL OF THIS ON FILM! Delia smile more! Nicola stop smirking so! Josh just keep what you are doing up. Delia let's see that ring! Look more romantic Delia, dreamy romantic. THAT'S IT! GOOD GOOD!"
The individual shots were just as bad. Delia had to smile and hold her hand up constantly. Her ring always seemed to be at the wrong angle. Delia hadn't been picked at like this since her ice-skating days. After an hour Delia was dismissed. She went to the locker room to change. She found Severus looking out on to the pitch. She stormed into her dressing room. Severus trailed in after her.
"God, what a nightmare!" Delia exclaimed, "I haven't been posed so much since I won that Junior Ice Skating title back when I was eleven. If I'm told to smile one more time I'm going to go nuts!" She flopped down on the dressing table stool. She looked in the mirror. She did a pose and a smile. Severus came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"It will be over soon," he reassured her. "You three are just new. Quidditch hasn't seen three excellent young players in awhile. I know it's a lot. You went from being a nobody and then to a household name in the Wizarding World. Of course they are going to gobble you up! You are the unique one. No British team has even seen an American before on any of their teams. And with you being engaged that is what is going to make you irresistible. Men want what they can't have. You my dear are radiant. You look good in photos. You really do look like everyone's sweet heart. So therefore the one lucky man that has you is one lucky guy."
Delia turned smiled at herself in the mirror and giggled. "So my one lucky guy what shall we do for dinner? I am starved!"
***
The next day Delia reported to practice early. There was once again another photo shoot this time it was with Nimbus. Delia changed into her Photo Shoot robes. Andre came in and did her hair, once satisfied he left. Delia walked with Severus out to the pitch. Nimbus had everything all set up including the background. Zee walked up with who appeared to be some folks from Nimbus.
"Delia, good. You are here," she said. "This is Mr. Nimbus, head of Nimbus Broom Company. And this is Jeanie Loker in charge of PR for Nimbus. You will be receiving a new Nimbus 2000 for your use. Now if you would come this way we need some photos of you with the broom and riding the broom."
Delia was whisked away. She was handed a broom. She steeped up on the photographers' platform with a sky blue background with wispy white clouds. She was posed and told much the same as yesterday. Smile, show us the ring love and look dreamier. Delia thought she wasn't a Quidditch Player she was freakin' super model! Severus just stood by patiently. Delia had told him he didn't have to come. He insisted that he should.
Delia was told to mount her broom. She was thrown a Quaffel and told to make it look like she was heading for the goal. The background all of a sudden changed to Hoops. One of the photographers' helpers cast a spell to make wind shoot from his wand. Delia put her goal face on and made it look like she was going to chuck that Quaffel. The added breeze made her hair fly all over. After many photos she was excused. Josh and Nicola were next. They went through much the same. Only Nicola was told to look more homely and quit smirking. Josh was told just keep up the good work.
Severus was examining a Nimbus 2000 that was laying on the ground on a sheet. He was impressed. He wasn't much into racing brooms. His old Nimbus 1001 had served him well in his Quidditch playing days. He still had it stuffed away in his office. He used it for the occasional referee job. He couldn't wait to borrow Delia's. He did want to take it out. Mr. Nimbus saw Severus admiring Delia's broom. He walked over to Severus.
"It's dandy of a broom. What are you to Delia? Her father?" he asked.
"No, I'm her fiancée," Severus replied in an annoyed manner. He wasn't that old.
"Terribly sorry! I knew she was engaged but at the time of the press releases it wasn't announced to whom she was engaged!"
"It's alright," he said smugly, "I'm Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy and Head of Slytherin House."
"Nice to meet you Professor Snape."
"My pleasure. I remember when you first came out with the Nimbus line. My parents purchased me one of the early 1001s. I still have it and use it for the occasional refereeing at Hogwarts."
"Yes, the 1001s were excellent. Tell you what let's walk over here and get you a Nimbus 2000. Let's take one out and you can tell me what you think of it, since it's not on the market yet."
Delia saw Severus and Mr. Nimbus take off during the entire team shot. Severus whipped around the stadium. He was impressed even more by the Nimbus's handling. He thought it was a top of the line broom. Very fast indeed! He landed on the center of the pitch and had a look of excitement on his face. Mr. Nimbus landed next to Severus.
"I said they were a dandy."
"Yes, I concur, very fast!" exclaimed Severus. "I can see why Puddlemere United would choose such a fine broom. When are theses up for sale?"
"Next month. If you are considering purchasing one, don't bother. Just take that one back with you to Hogwarts."
"Oh I couldn't do that!" Severus said.
"Yes you can and will. Consider it an apology," said Mr. Nimbus.
***
Later that evening Severus and Delia were out on the Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch. Severus and Delia were playing one on one Quidditch with a Quaffel. They took turns acting as Keeper. Once nightfall was upon them they had to stop. They didn't go inside, the evening was too nice. It was balmy summer evening filled with a clear sky and bright stars. Delia spread a blanket out on the Quidditch Pitch that she had carried out earlier in the picnic basket. She laid her broom down on the blanket and took a seat. Severus joined her with the bottle of champagne he had placed in the basket along with two glasses. He sat down next to Delia and opened the bottle.
"What's the occasion?" she asked.
"Do I need one every time I want to have some champagne with my little fiancée?" he asked pouring the champagne and handing her a glass.
"No, not at all," she said taking the glass. She held up her glass, "Cheers." Their glasses touched making a soft clinking sound. Severus wrapped his arms around Delia, lay down on the blanket and pulled her on to his chest. They gazed at the stars. Delia propped herself up on her elbow and with her free hand she twiddled a lock of Severus's hair around her finger. Severus closed his eyes and enjoyed the soothing touch.
He opened his eyes sometime later.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," she said removing her hand from his hair. She bent her head down and kissed him.
"You know the only people left at Hogwarts are you, me, Albus, Minevira, Flitch and Hagrid."
"Oh, really? Are you suggesting something?"
"I could be."
"I'll gladly rip your shirt. But I think you should leave the robe on…"
