A/n: Thanks to you for reading my story! To the very observant reader, whos
nickname I don't remember: Yes, Svaart means Black in Norwegian, although
we spell it with one "a" in modern Norvegian. I haven't planned to make it
a point in the story; I just thought it would be funny to use names from
the Norwegian translation of Harry Potter. If you read one of my other
stories, "The heir of Slytherin" You will see that one main Character is
named Anna Smygard. Smygard is the Norwegian name for "slytherin"….
Disclaimer: See the other chapters…
Rating: G
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Snape was sitting in the staffroom, whit a huge pile of test on the table infront of him. He was pretending to look bsuy, but failed, as he didn't look at the paper and books infront of him. Instead he was staring out of the window.
Totally lost in his thoughts he didn't notice that he was no longer alone in the room.
"What the matter with him?" Professor Lupin asked his headmaster. The old wizard smiled: "Oh, nothing, nothing, he's just arrived from visiting Mrs. Svaart in the village."Lupin smirked, and the two men lest the staffroom, and the very absent minded Potions Master.
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Snape replayed the day in his head, over and over again. Every smile, every move Occotina had made, during the day. What a remarkable woman! Strong, intelligent, good looking,… Severus sighed. She was a true treassure, but she was out of reach to him. Allthough she was divercing her husband, she would probably not be interested in a man like himself. The greasy old git every one feared and despised!
But she had been a slytherin once; maybe she didn't mind his reputation?
He sighed again, and started to consentrate on greading again.
Out of reach, that was what she was…He shok his head, {Dreaming of a little familiy happiness, are we?} he said to himself.{dream on, you silly old fool, because that is the only thing you get, to dream of it…}
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Occotina was trying to consentrate on grading tests, but she failed. Her thoughts drifted off, to a certain professor.
She knew his reputation; of course, he was the teacher all the students feared, her oldest son included. But towards her, he had always been polite and nice. Not anything like the sneers she had heard of. He wasn't used to be around small children, she could tell, but unlike her husand, he wasn't mean to them.
Jonas could be real plague from time to time, not able to contoll his powers, he blew thigs up, or made thims disappear or made other disasters. That used to make her husband furious, sometimes even violent, but the professor has just smiled, and HELPED her clean up things!?
He looked younger when smiling, she thought. He should be smiling more often. How she would love to be the one making him smile, she sighed. {He's a professor!} she told herself. {He doesn't want to be involved with an uneducated witch like youself, having three children!}
She shook her head, and started to consentrate on grading again
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Letter to Snape:
"To Professor Severus Snape,
"Dear Professor Snape!
I've been told that you protected my son against students from your house yesterday. I'm very grateful for your actions, and wish to thank you. Would you honour us to come and have dinner with us next Sunday? (I'll try to keep my wand away from Jonas…)
Mrs. Occotina Svaart
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Letter to Mrs Svaart:
Dear Occotina!
I thought we agreed on using ieac others given name? The honour is mine to dine with you and your family.
There is, by the way, now need for gratiude. It's my job to protect the younger students, and Your Jacob did quite a good job protecting himself…
Severus Snape
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Severus was thinking of the events of the day before.
"Mudblood, Mudblood!" The words echoed through the dungeons, and Snape increased his tempo.
"Muggle-lover, muggle-lover, your mother is muggle-lover!" Severeal voices called. Then he heard a loud bang, and someone whimpering.
As he turned the corner, Snape saw a group of 7th years slytherins, rounding someone up.
He couldn't see who the poor bastard was, but judging to the scared faces of the 1st years hufflepuffs standing nearby, Snape gatheres, his students were harrassing one of their friends…
"Malfoy!" Snapes voice thundered in the dungeons. "What in the name of Merlin do you think you're doing?!"
He grabbes them by their robes, tossing them aside, revealing a youg hufflepuff in the middle, holding his wand in front of himself to defens himself, his face was all wet with tears and nosebleed, was Jacob, Mrs. Svaart's oldest son.
At the sight of his teacher, Jacob threw ahimself forward, closing his arms around Snapes waist, hugging him.
At first Snape was stunned, not even the 1st years of his own house trusted him enaugh to seek comfort that way.
And, what shocked him even more, he kind of enjoyed it!
Stroking the clilds back to calm him, he looked at Malfoy and his gang.
"Detention________my office_________eight o'clock!
Now get out of my sight!" he sneered.
With the slytherins gone, he turned to his class. "Well we ought to get started, get inside and start prepearing to make footsweat-remover, its on page 35 in your books. I'll just check on Mr. Svaart here."
He looked at the boys face, stained with blood, dust and tears. "Are you OK?" he asked softly.
Jacob snorted, "They called me a mudblood, and they insulted my mother!"
"I know" Severus calmly, "And they will be punished, I can assure you that I don't tolerate such a behavior in my dungeons. I won't let any one hurt a fellow student fysically."
Jacob whimpered.
"What?" Severus asked.
"I think I hurted one of them!" He started to cry again. "Will I be punished too?
When they insulted my mother, and told me I coldn't defend her, being a silly hufflepuff, I hexed one of them. They made me so angry, I think he got an black eye…I know it was wrong of me, …"
Snape interrupted him, "You faced, six 7th years slytherins, defending both yourself and your mother, that proves courage, I'll give you 5 point to hufflepuff for that!"
"You do?!" Jacob grinned widely. "Wow, I can't waite to tell my mother!"
Snape had the shade of a smile on his mouth, "Well you better go and clean youself up a bit, then you will return to my classroom.
Snape turned around, and entered the classroom.
"Miss Stuka, You loose ten point for ravenclaw, not having your book on your desk!"
Disclaimer: See the other chapters…
Rating: G
++++++++++++++++ STEPDAD +++++++++++++++++++++++++
Snape was sitting in the staffroom, whit a huge pile of test on the table infront of him. He was pretending to look bsuy, but failed, as he didn't look at the paper and books infront of him. Instead he was staring out of the window.
Totally lost in his thoughts he didn't notice that he was no longer alone in the room.
"What the matter with him?" Professor Lupin asked his headmaster. The old wizard smiled: "Oh, nothing, nothing, he's just arrived from visiting Mrs. Svaart in the village."Lupin smirked, and the two men lest the staffroom, and the very absent minded Potions Master.
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Snape replayed the day in his head, over and over again. Every smile, every move Occotina had made, during the day. What a remarkable woman! Strong, intelligent, good looking,… Severus sighed. She was a true treassure, but she was out of reach to him. Allthough she was divercing her husband, she would probably not be interested in a man like himself. The greasy old git every one feared and despised!
But she had been a slytherin once; maybe she didn't mind his reputation?
He sighed again, and started to consentrate on greading again.
Out of reach, that was what she was…He shok his head, {Dreaming of a little familiy happiness, are we?} he said to himself.{dream on, you silly old fool, because that is the only thing you get, to dream of it…}
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Occotina was trying to consentrate on grading tests, but she failed. Her thoughts drifted off, to a certain professor.
She knew his reputation; of course, he was the teacher all the students feared, her oldest son included. But towards her, he had always been polite and nice. Not anything like the sneers she had heard of. He wasn't used to be around small children, she could tell, but unlike her husand, he wasn't mean to them.
Jonas could be real plague from time to time, not able to contoll his powers, he blew thigs up, or made thims disappear or made other disasters. That used to make her husband furious, sometimes even violent, but the professor has just smiled, and HELPED her clean up things!?
He looked younger when smiling, she thought. He should be smiling more often. How she would love to be the one making him smile, she sighed. {He's a professor!} she told herself. {He doesn't want to be involved with an uneducated witch like youself, having three children!}
She shook her head, and started to consentrate on grading again
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Letter to Snape:
"To Professor Severus Snape,
"Dear Professor Snape!
I've been told that you protected my son against students from your house yesterday. I'm very grateful for your actions, and wish to thank you. Would you honour us to come and have dinner with us next Sunday? (I'll try to keep my wand away from Jonas…)
Mrs. Occotina Svaart
'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
Letter to Mrs Svaart:
Dear Occotina!
I thought we agreed on using ieac others given name? The honour is mine to dine with you and your family.
There is, by the way, now need for gratiude. It's my job to protect the younger students, and Your Jacob did quite a good job protecting himself…
Severus Snape
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Severus was thinking of the events of the day before.
"Mudblood, Mudblood!" The words echoed through the dungeons, and Snape increased his tempo.
"Muggle-lover, muggle-lover, your mother is muggle-lover!" Severeal voices called. Then he heard a loud bang, and someone whimpering.
As he turned the corner, Snape saw a group of 7th years slytherins, rounding someone up.
He couldn't see who the poor bastard was, but judging to the scared faces of the 1st years hufflepuffs standing nearby, Snape gatheres, his students were harrassing one of their friends…
"Malfoy!" Snapes voice thundered in the dungeons. "What in the name of Merlin do you think you're doing?!"
He grabbes them by their robes, tossing them aside, revealing a youg hufflepuff in the middle, holding his wand in front of himself to defens himself, his face was all wet with tears and nosebleed, was Jacob, Mrs. Svaart's oldest son.
At the sight of his teacher, Jacob threw ahimself forward, closing his arms around Snapes waist, hugging him.
At first Snape was stunned, not even the 1st years of his own house trusted him enaugh to seek comfort that way.
And, what shocked him even more, he kind of enjoyed it!
Stroking the clilds back to calm him, he looked at Malfoy and his gang.
"Detention________my office_________eight o'clock!
Now get out of my sight!" he sneered.
With the slytherins gone, he turned to his class. "Well we ought to get started, get inside and start prepearing to make footsweat-remover, its on page 35 in your books. I'll just check on Mr. Svaart here."
He looked at the boys face, stained with blood, dust and tears. "Are you OK?" he asked softly.
Jacob snorted, "They called me a mudblood, and they insulted my mother!"
"I know" Severus calmly, "And they will be punished, I can assure you that I don't tolerate such a behavior in my dungeons. I won't let any one hurt a fellow student fysically."
Jacob whimpered.
"What?" Severus asked.
"I think I hurted one of them!" He started to cry again. "Will I be punished too?
When they insulted my mother, and told me I coldn't defend her, being a silly hufflepuff, I hexed one of them. They made me so angry, I think he got an black eye…I know it was wrong of me, …"
Snape interrupted him, "You faced, six 7th years slytherins, defending both yourself and your mother, that proves courage, I'll give you 5 point to hufflepuff for that!"
"You do?!" Jacob grinned widely. "Wow, I can't waite to tell my mother!"
Snape had the shade of a smile on his mouth, "Well you better go and clean youself up a bit, then you will return to my classroom.
Snape turned around, and entered the classroom.
"Miss Stuka, You loose ten point for ravenclaw, not having your book on your desk!"