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In Snape's office, Iphi and Sev sat in relative silence. The only sounds being their breathing, Iphi's nervous rustling, Sev's pen scribbling on paper, and a dripping of water of a source not to be found. Iphi looked around. She never had been in there before. Two of the walls were covered with bottle filled cabinets and shelves. Another one was filled by a bookcase. Her teacher's desk was neatly organised with stacks of papers and books. One of the books laid open on the desktop. Curiosity getting the best of her, Iphi stood, lent over the desk and spun the book around so she was able to read. She let out a laugh. "Look at this, Sev! It's a book about Philosophy! I always knew..."
Her head still bent and her hand occupied with writing, Sev began to quietly sing, "Emanuel Kant was a real pissant who was very rarely stable. Heidigger, Heidigger was boozy beggar who could think you under the table. David Hume could out consume-"
"Yes, yes, very amusing," Iphi snapped, "as if you haven't sung that song a million times anytime I mention philosphy."
"You mean 'Philosophay'." Sev still kept her head bent.
"If we're going to talk, it would be polite if you would look at me as you do so. It's so iritating, talking to the part in your hair." Since Sev made no motion nor retaliatory remark, Iphi grabbed the notebook right out of Sev's hands.
Sev jumped to her feet and tried to grab it back. "Hey! That's mine!"
Iphi jumped out of Sev's reach. The two girls proceeded in a chase around the room. Papers were scattered from the desk as the rushed around it. Finally, Sev got close enough to grab Iphi by the shoulders, slamming both her self and her prey into a cupboard. Both were on the floor, covered in different coloured potions, playing tug-of-war with the notebook, which remained remarkably dry. "Give it back, Iphigenia! Don't make me have to sacrifice you!" It was during this unfortunate situation when Snape came in.
"LADIES!" They stopped their tugging and looked up, horror struck. He continued in a hiss, teeth clenched. "Is it really too much to ask of you, to sit quietly wait for me?" They coninued to stare at him. "Apparently so." He waved his wand, cleaning up the mess the two girls made. Luckily, non of the potions spilt were harmful, but one might have been a freezing potion because even when he approached and removed the notebook from their grasps, they did not move. He sat behind his desk, placing the notebook on it. He motioned for the girls to sit down in the more appropriate place, and they scrambled to do so.
Everyone comfortably, more or less, settled, Snape began. "It is no secret that you two are among if not the brightest students we have here. You have the ability to excell at anything you do here."
"Except Arithmancy," Severa muttered.
Annoyed at the interupption, Snape glared at the blonde. "That's as maybe, but you are veraccomplished and capable young women, with one problem." He stopped to let them contemplate what it could be. They looked at one another, loked back at their teacher, and shrugged. "Eachother," he confirmed.
Iphi protested. "Oh, sir, that can not be so. We have supported eachother all through our years here! Without her, and she without me, we could not have come so far as-"
"Save me the heart bleed stories, Miss Lister. Yes, I do encourage strong friendships among housemates, but your's is becoming almost a hindrance..."
Unfortunatly, for the good professor, he lost his audience as he lectured. True, they both looked at him fixadly, but his words were not what captivated them. Iphi tilted her head and noticed the weariness in his features. 'He needs a hug,' she thought, 'Then maybe he wouldn't be so grumpy.' Her eyes strayed to the book he was leaning on and contemplated her recent discovery. 'He likes philosophy...wow. We have so much in common it's scary.'
Next to her, Severa was having her own fantasies. 'He looks so much like my Alan Rickman; that nose, his voice. Damn, If only he weren't my teacher! I mean, we are so perfect for eachother! Look at our names: Sever-a, Sever-us; we were made for eachother!'
"....So my only option is to seperate you two." Snape finsihed, and bringing the girls out of their reveries.
"Seperate us!" Iphi yelped. "You're breaking up the best team in Hogwarts historty!"
Severa stood up, and leaned against Snape's desk, hands planted firmly on the top. "Sir, in light of recent events in my life, don't you feel it would be for the best if I remain close to my friends!"
Iphi looked at her partner in crime quizzically. 'What "recent events"?' She wondered to her self.
Snape's look softened for only an instant before annoyance came back. "Sit down, Miss Rimmer. I do not mean to put you seperate rooms or forbid from seeing eachother. All I'm going to do is to make sure you do not sit next to eachother during my classes. A new partner arrangement is in order." Sev and Iphi glanced at eachother sorrowfully. Being seperated, even in that way was going to be hard. Snape pcked up his gradebook and skimmed the names for new pairings. "Why not set you up with a couple Gryffindors?" Severa looked disgusted, Iphi lifted an eyebrow in interest. "Yes...hmm...Miss Lister, you shall be seated next Lee Jordan." The glimmer of excitement in Iphi's eyes was caught by her friend. "And Miss Rimmer, I'll use you to break up another famous duo: Your new partner will Fred Weasley."
"Aaw, but profosser...."
"No buts, Miss Rimmer. This is settled. Now go on, and get out. Bother some other teacher with your shenanigans."
"Uh, sir, can I have my notebook back?"
Snape picked up Severa's red notebook and examined the outside with interest before he opened and began skimming its contents. Severa held her breath and starting going pink as he did so. She prayed that he didn't find the page she most recently was using. Luckily, he didn't , but he stopped at another page of interest. On it was several initials with hearts around them. The majority of them read "AR+SR" or "SS+SR", and even a "WQ+SR" thrown in. He looked up at the blonde girl and snapped the notebook shut, handing back to her. "Perhaps you wouldn't be having any academic dificulty if you used your ledger for class notes, instead of such trivial matters."
"I would hardly call you trivial," Iphi blurted out from behind Severa. and instantly turned colour. In haste, both girls exited his office, practically shoving eachother through the door. |
