A/n: Thanks to Tantz, for the Review =) Hehe. Okay, let us just say, Snape
with have no prisoners.........well, take that back, he will be having a
Pure No Mercy policy this year....thanks to an annoying summer. But,
anyhow, on with the story! Ok!
For Disclaimers see CH. 1~!~!~!~!
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~*¤*~ Welcome to the Family Tree ~*¤*~
Chapter 2...
The Scar ...
As soon as Snape took the deep breath everyone's attention turned to the Potions Master. Sasha and Sheridan Snape both got a smirk. Malissa and Mortania Wolffang did the same.
"Mr. Longbottom, judging by the affects of your bubbling mess, I'd say that you switched the ingredients of a pinch of rat spleen and puffer-fish eyes! Which means...you've simply created nothing more than a mess. 50 points will be subtracted from Gryffindor, and Mr. Longbottom, see me after..." Snape then looked at Lavender who, for the second time, was giggling. "Miss Brown, didn't I tell you to...PUT THAT AWAY???" He was now looking down on her and she slouched in her chair.
"Yes, sir..." She sort of squeaked this out as low as she could.
"Well, I am beginning to think..." He stood up straight and then walked to the front of the room. "That Gryffindors have a slight disregard for the rules. Why not be more like the Slytherins? At least they follow their teachers instructions. What do you think Malfoy?"
"I think you are right, Professor Snape, sir." Draco Malfoy smirked and then went back to his potion.
Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley then went back to their potion, Ron whispered to Harry.
"Why don't he open his eyes and see that Slytherins are evil?"
"Um, Ron, are you forgetting who we are talking about?"
"Sorry mate. I know this is Snape and everything, but..." Ron looked up to see if Snape was watching. " He needs to realize that ½ of those kids are going to be pure evil. And that they have no heart."
"Mr. Weasley, do you have something you want to share with the class?"
"Uh....No sir. Nothing that they would want to hear."
Near the end of class after everyone was finished and Gryffindor had yet lost 70 more points, Professor Snape looked over to Harry. He let himself stare for a minute. He looked at the once James Potter look-alike, and noticed, that Harry looked a little more like Lily. His green eyes were just too much to face. He looked over at his daughter. She was smirking looking at the parchment she was writing on. Just then Harry approached the desk and Snape looked up, trying to look menacingly as possible he looked at the Potter boy.
"Prof-Professor Sn-Snape, may I please go to the infirmary? I don't, I don't feel too good."
Severus looked into this boys' eyes. He then looked at the students. "Granger! Take Potter to the infirmary." She put her arm around Harry's waist and then he put his around her shoulder and they both walked out. Snape noticed that Harry was limping.
"Class, write 3 pages of parchment, explaining why you should not ever forget how to brew a potion. I want it tomorrow morning on my desk."
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~*¤*~Later that night in the Slytherin Common Room~*¤*~
Sasha Snape was sitting on the dark forest green leather couch reading the letter she'd received from her step mother. The others were doing the same. Then almost out of nowhere Professor Snape came into the common room. All students looked up.
"I need to see the Slytherin Reserve and the NORMAL Slytherin Quidditch team, tomorrow evening at 6 o'clock to organize our schedules." He turned and was about ready to walk out when he heard one of the girls scream. He turned around to see who it was. When he saw underneath his breath he muttered something, then felt a sharp pain. He knew immediately who it was and why.
"Mortania..." He stated while walking over to the chair she was now curled up in. "Come on, put your arm around my neck." She did as told. Everyone watched carefully. Malfoy followed the two out of the room. He then returned looking upset. Sasha sighed.
"I hate this..." Draco muttered as he sat in his chair. "To see her go through all that pain. I mean, to see her hurt. It hurts."
Crabbe sat there staring at Draco. "What?"
"I swear! You are so pathetic! And you're a poor excuse for a Slytherin! For all humanity Crabbe, why don't you just forget it." He stood and went into the boys' dorms. Sasha looked to Sheridan.
"I sort of know how he feels, it does hurt to see my step-sister go through this. Along with my father. Those wretched scars."
"Well, if Mortania was smart she wouldn't have gotten that thing." Malissa turned to Sasha.
"Well, Malissa, if she had a choice, she wouldn't have the damn thing."
"She didn't have a choice?" Malissa looked dumfounded.
"No, she had a really bad dream, then she checked her left arm when she woke up and low and behold, there it was. She woke the whole damned dormitory. Then again, I would've done the same thing."
Sheridan looked confused. "You mean, she just sort of got it in a dream, then it's a real thing?"
"Yeah. Why?"
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~*¤*~ Gryffindor Common Room~*¤*~
Hermione was sitting over by the window at the table doing her homework when all of a sudden Harry reached for his forehead.
"Harry, what's the matter?"
"My scar, it hurts again."
Hermione's eyes grew wider. "Harry, maybe you should go see Dumbledore."
"No. It's fine, really."
"No. You go see Dumbledore, and maybe he can help you."
"Hermione! I am a big boy, I can do this like I did this summer. Deal with it. I mean, it's not like I am going to be dead in the morning. Okay?"
"Harry, listen, your scar only hurts when you-know-who is feeling powerful."
"I will be fine."
He slammed his book shut and walked over to the stairs. Hermione shut her book then went toward the portrait hole. "It's for your on good Harry." She walked out of the portrait hole.
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Well? What do you think?
R & R Plz! Well, I (Malissa) have to be going. While Mortania's at that meeting with Severus, I have an essay to write. Later.
Love ya,
Malissa =)
Reserve Slytherin Chaser
For Disclaimers see CH. 1~!~!~!~!
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~*¤*~ Welcome to the Family Tree ~*¤*~
Chapter 2...
The Scar ...
As soon as Snape took the deep breath everyone's attention turned to the Potions Master. Sasha and Sheridan Snape both got a smirk. Malissa and Mortania Wolffang did the same.
"Mr. Longbottom, judging by the affects of your bubbling mess, I'd say that you switched the ingredients of a pinch of rat spleen and puffer-fish eyes! Which means...you've simply created nothing more than a mess. 50 points will be subtracted from Gryffindor, and Mr. Longbottom, see me after..." Snape then looked at Lavender who, for the second time, was giggling. "Miss Brown, didn't I tell you to...PUT THAT AWAY???" He was now looking down on her and she slouched in her chair.
"Yes, sir..." She sort of squeaked this out as low as she could.
"Well, I am beginning to think..." He stood up straight and then walked to the front of the room. "That Gryffindors have a slight disregard for the rules. Why not be more like the Slytherins? At least they follow their teachers instructions. What do you think Malfoy?"
"I think you are right, Professor Snape, sir." Draco Malfoy smirked and then went back to his potion.
Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley then went back to their potion, Ron whispered to Harry.
"Why don't he open his eyes and see that Slytherins are evil?"
"Um, Ron, are you forgetting who we are talking about?"
"Sorry mate. I know this is Snape and everything, but..." Ron looked up to see if Snape was watching. " He needs to realize that ½ of those kids are going to be pure evil. And that they have no heart."
"Mr. Weasley, do you have something you want to share with the class?"
"Uh....No sir. Nothing that they would want to hear."
Near the end of class after everyone was finished and Gryffindor had yet lost 70 more points, Professor Snape looked over to Harry. He let himself stare for a minute. He looked at the once James Potter look-alike, and noticed, that Harry looked a little more like Lily. His green eyes were just too much to face. He looked over at his daughter. She was smirking looking at the parchment she was writing on. Just then Harry approached the desk and Snape looked up, trying to look menacingly as possible he looked at the Potter boy.
"Prof-Professor Sn-Snape, may I please go to the infirmary? I don't, I don't feel too good."
Severus looked into this boys' eyes. He then looked at the students. "Granger! Take Potter to the infirmary." She put her arm around Harry's waist and then he put his around her shoulder and they both walked out. Snape noticed that Harry was limping.
"Class, write 3 pages of parchment, explaining why you should not ever forget how to brew a potion. I want it tomorrow morning on my desk."
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~*¤*~Later that night in the Slytherin Common Room~*¤*~
Sasha Snape was sitting on the dark forest green leather couch reading the letter she'd received from her step mother. The others were doing the same. Then almost out of nowhere Professor Snape came into the common room. All students looked up.
"I need to see the Slytherin Reserve and the NORMAL Slytherin Quidditch team, tomorrow evening at 6 o'clock to organize our schedules." He turned and was about ready to walk out when he heard one of the girls scream. He turned around to see who it was. When he saw underneath his breath he muttered something, then felt a sharp pain. He knew immediately who it was and why.
"Mortania..." He stated while walking over to the chair she was now curled up in. "Come on, put your arm around my neck." She did as told. Everyone watched carefully. Malfoy followed the two out of the room. He then returned looking upset. Sasha sighed.
"I hate this..." Draco muttered as he sat in his chair. "To see her go through all that pain. I mean, to see her hurt. It hurts."
Crabbe sat there staring at Draco. "What?"
"I swear! You are so pathetic! And you're a poor excuse for a Slytherin! For all humanity Crabbe, why don't you just forget it." He stood and went into the boys' dorms. Sasha looked to Sheridan.
"I sort of know how he feels, it does hurt to see my step-sister go through this. Along with my father. Those wretched scars."
"Well, if Mortania was smart she wouldn't have gotten that thing." Malissa turned to Sasha.
"Well, Malissa, if she had a choice, she wouldn't have the damn thing."
"She didn't have a choice?" Malissa looked dumfounded.
"No, she had a really bad dream, then she checked her left arm when she woke up and low and behold, there it was. She woke the whole damned dormitory. Then again, I would've done the same thing."
Sheridan looked confused. "You mean, she just sort of got it in a dream, then it's a real thing?"
"Yeah. Why?"
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~*¤*~ Gryffindor Common Room~*¤*~
Hermione was sitting over by the window at the table doing her homework when all of a sudden Harry reached for his forehead.
"Harry, what's the matter?"
"My scar, it hurts again."
Hermione's eyes grew wider. "Harry, maybe you should go see Dumbledore."
"No. It's fine, really."
"No. You go see Dumbledore, and maybe he can help you."
"Hermione! I am a big boy, I can do this like I did this summer. Deal with it. I mean, it's not like I am going to be dead in the morning. Okay?"
"Harry, listen, your scar only hurts when you-know-who is feeling powerful."
"I will be fine."
He slammed his book shut and walked over to the stairs. Hermione shut her book then went toward the portrait hole. "It's for your on good Harry." She walked out of the portrait hole.
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Well? What do you think?
R & R Plz! Well, I (Malissa) have to be going. While Mortania's at that meeting with Severus, I have an essay to write. Later.
Love ya,
Malissa =)
Reserve Slytherin Chaser