Sorry about the wait guys but I'll be quicker with the next chapters. Anyway, enjoy!
I don't claim any of the characters from Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling to be my own..
Chapter 3
The Potions Master Again
Towards the end of their first week, it was unfortunately time for the first Potions lesson of the year. Sarah had said it was her favourite class but a few exchanged looks to each other confirmed that all three of them thought she would soon learn to loathe it. When it was finally time for Potions class and Snape had entered the gloomy dungeon, Sarah's mouth dropped open in surprise at the sight of him. When he came to her name in the roll, his face took on the same look of shock but, unlike Sarah, he quickly regained his composure. He mumbled something that sounded like, "It's good to get new students now and then," and continued with the rest of attendance. When they started mixing an antidote to a vampire bat bite, Snape hovered over Harry and Sarah's cauldron, giving her tips and praise on her measurement and mixing methods. He was even briefly nice to Harry, but that quickly wore off. At one point in the lesson, Harry absently glanced over at Malfoy. He was pouting and scowling in Snape's direction. Malfoy was obviously not used to anyone else getting the attention and good words from Snape. Because of Snape's looming presence near himself and Sarah, Harry never got a chance to ask her what had shocked her at the start of the lesson and she didn't say anything during class except instructions for the potion they were concocting.
At the end of the Potions, Snape said, "Have a nice week" and "I look forward to seeing you next week" to Sarah as she walked out, so Harry caught her in the corridor.
"What happened in there?" Harry asked.
"Nothing. Why?" Sarah kept walking.
"Don't pretend 'nothing' happened," he said, grabbing her arm and stopping her. "What surprised you so much. What has Snape done?"
"Nothing!" she exclaimed. Sarah stopped trying to walk away. "Look, if you really have to know…"
"What?"
Sarah looked cautiously around to make sure no one could hear, then said in a hushed tone, "Harry, Professor Snape is my uncle. "
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Since Potions was their last lesson of the day, Harry strongly suggested they both go outside and talk. When they'd found a place to sit in the shade, Sarah started her story.
"There's not really all that much to tell. When I was really little, although I still remember it clearly, my Mum was killed. My Dad had died about a month or so before in a Potions accident. The person or thing that killed my Mum turned on me but the Australian Ministry arrived so he had to escape. He was about to apparate when he said to me in this weird rasping voice, 'Don't you worry girl. I'll come back for you one day.' Then I felt a searing hot pain in my left hand. I must have fainted or something because I don't remember any more. Sometimes my hand started hurting again for no reason. I've been living with my older cousin ever since. Professor Snape was my Dad's brother and came and visited me sometimes. " Harry had barely heard this last sentence because Sarah had held out her left hand to show him a scar. It was what Harry hadn't thought possible. The scar was the shape of a perfect lightning bolt. He visibly paled at the sight of it.
"What's wrong?" Sarah asked in a worried tone. "Are you feeling ill?" She placed her outstretched hand on his forehead. Harry felt a wave of warmth flood his whole body, starting from where both scars had touched. Sarah had obviously felt it as well because she jumped suddenly away. She looked at Harry, to her hand and back to Harry.
"What…what on earth was that?" She asked in a stunned whisper.
"I don't know." Harry took her shaking left hand and traced the scar. Sarah shivered and before Harry could ask any more questions, a familiar voice called out to him.
" 'Allo there, Harry. Who's that you've got with you?"
"Hagrid!" Harry exclaimed, leaping up to meet his old friend. "Sarah. Come over here. Sarah, this is Hagrid, Hogwart's Gamekeeper. Hagrid, this is Sarah. She's new this year."
"Nice to finally meet you, lass. I've heard 'bout you. From Australia, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am," Her face pained slightly in Hagrid bone crushing grip, but Hagrid didn't seem to notice.
"Come in for some tea?" Hagrid gestured to his hut.
"All right."
As soon as they all sat down inside Hagrid's hut, Sarah and Hagrid started discussing the Billywig, a tiny insect native to Australia. Sarah had been 'lucky' enough to have been stung by one. As she when into a long description on the side effects of the sting, Harry began pondering on what had happened outside. When it was beginning to get dark, they decided to head back to their common room. Sarah had obviously completely forgotten about their strange experience that had happened before Hagrid had come along, so Harry decided not to bring it up again. But from that day forth, Harry and Sarah were almost inseparable.
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