Roses to Love
By ~ Azura
Note ~ I don't own the characters, but I do own some characters, like Annie-Mae, Missy and Mrs./Mr. Rose.
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Chapter Two : A Little Familiar
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In no time they were in London Express. As they waited by the entrance, Missy saw an incredible; hott, sexy, mysterious (ASM) man walking up to her. He was 6'5", skin as pale as hers, long black hair that stopped to his ears and black eyes. (A/N ~ I wanted Snape hott, so I begged him to shower and trim his hair for an exchange of sexual pleasure... Lol... yes, I was kidding... unfortunately.) He must have been in his late 20's - early 30's . (A/N ~ Did I mention younger?)
"Finally, I was beginning to become more impatient, having to come here every year waiting for you to show up." Snape said angrily. She said nothing, looking confused. He noticed this and introduced himself. "I am Professor Snape, here to take that sleeping child to Hogwarts." He said impatiently, putting the bags in a cart. He started to mutter about how there was too many bags.
"I'm Mina Rose, Annie's sister and I'm going wherever she goes."
Again Snape muttered, "No wonder there's so many bags."
"I have not been informed that you, Ms. Rose, will be joining us. Now if you move along, I will take your sister to the train." He said looking at her, noticing how radiant she looks when she's angry.
She stood in front of sleeping Annie, "It seems you don't understand the words that are coming from my mouth, Professor. So, please listen closely. Where ever she goes, I go. If not, then I am terribly sorry for bothering you and will be leaving now... WITH Annie."
Snape sighed angrily and gave her a deadly glare. "Fine, I'm not in the mood to argue with a child," Snape began. "But let me warn you, Ms. Rose, what you will see might shock you and seem unbelievable. Now follow me." He picked up Annie and walked into 9 3/4, the wall.
Missy stood still, shocked. His head popped out from the wall. He glared at her angrily and impatiently. "Are you coming or not?" She didn't want to show him how scared she was, so she pushed the cart into the wall with herself along with it. She looked around the place, looking at the children boarding the train. She felt someone grabbed her. She jumped from surprise and looked behind her, seeing Snape. "No time gawking around like a big eyed fool." She glared at him as he glared back. When he realized, he was having some sort of staring contest, he sighed. "I don't have time playing childish games right now." He grabbed her hand, ignoring the warm fuzzy feeling running through his body. He apparated them into one of the trains compartment.
Missy saw Annie still asleep. "Where are we?" She asked, looking confused. "The train." He said in a dull "no shit" voice, and took a seat across from Annie and started to read a book. She looked at Snape, who was reading with an expressionless face. "I know I'm terribly handsome, but would you rather sit and stare?" He said, not bothering to look up from his book.
"Terribly handsome? More like terrible! Your such an arrogant, cocky, self-centered, conceited, stuck-up, megalomaniac rat," Missy snapped. He just stared at her silently with no apparent expression on his face. This made Missy nervous. She couldn't remembered the last time she was nervous over anything. "Well,...? Aren't you going to say anything?" She asked.
"Why should I? No point wasting my time and energy arguing with a short tempered child." He replied.
"Why do you keep implying that I, Professor, is a child? I am 20 years old. I'm practically a grown woman." She replied as she stomped her feet angrily to the ground.
Snape gave her a real good look, seeing how much a woman she came to be. She had a wonderful, toned out, hourglass figure. Placed that needed to be filled, has been filled in quite nicely and roundly. She was wearing a blood red, classic styled dress, that was tight around her waist and came down her ankle. (The dress you seen in The King and I. Just more simpler and modernized.) Her hair was pinned up with a few strands around her face, giving her pale face a certain glow. He seemed to like her in a strange way he never felt, but he, being Severus Snape, ignored these feelings.
Missy noticed she was stomping her feet like a child and blushed.
"Then I advise you to start acting like one, Ms. Rose." He said, looking amused.
"I'm very glad that I'm amusing to you." She said, taking a seat next to Annie's sleeping figure, across from Snape. "Hmmph..." was all the sound he made as he went back to his reading. Missy became quite bored. "What, may I ask, are you reading?" She asked, trying to make a conversation.
"Potion Through Time and Now of Modern." He replied, not looking up from his book.
"Is it interesting?"
"Yes."
"You know your not helping with this conversation."
"Has it occurred to you that I never intend to have a conversation?"
"Hmmph..."
He smirked at her response and went back to his reading.
She stared at him, thinking, *He would be quite handsome if he didn't have a scowl on his face and his hair seems a bit oily. Obviously not my type. But then why do I feel nervous when I'm around him... Maybe because he's some weirdo...Yup, there's my conclusion, he's a weirdo.* She nodded at her thought with a little grin. Ten minutes of silence has past and she began thinking of that wall. "Aren't you going to give me an explanation?" She asked him.
"Explanation?" He asked.
"Yes. Explanation. You know, The act of explaining." She mocked.
"Yes, I know Webster." He snapped. "You will be getting your "explanation" from the HeadMaster."
It was silent again. So, Missy decided to take a little nap. When Snape noticed that she fell asleep, he put his book down and stare at her and her sister. *They look nothing a like, except the pale skin and their manners.* He took a good look at Annie. *Now, what's so special about this one, to make Dombledore insist on having this child attend this school and start with her 5th year without testing her skills first? She knows nothing of magic. She was raised as a Muggle. But then again, she does seem to look a little familiar, along with Missy here. I wonder is she too, is magical, like her little sister. I guess, I'll be finding out soon enough.* He kept staring until darkened overwhelmed him.
By ~ Azura
Note ~ I don't own the characters, but I do own some characters, like Annie-Mae, Missy and Mrs./Mr. Rose.
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Chapter Two : A Little Familiar
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In no time they were in London Express. As they waited by the entrance, Missy saw an incredible; hott, sexy, mysterious (ASM) man walking up to her. He was 6'5", skin as pale as hers, long black hair that stopped to his ears and black eyes. (A/N ~ I wanted Snape hott, so I begged him to shower and trim his hair for an exchange of sexual pleasure... Lol... yes, I was kidding... unfortunately.) He must have been in his late 20's - early 30's . (A/N ~ Did I mention younger?)
"Finally, I was beginning to become more impatient, having to come here every year waiting for you to show up." Snape said angrily. She said nothing, looking confused. He noticed this and introduced himself. "I am Professor Snape, here to take that sleeping child to Hogwarts." He said impatiently, putting the bags in a cart. He started to mutter about how there was too many bags.
"I'm Mina Rose, Annie's sister and I'm going wherever she goes."
Again Snape muttered, "No wonder there's so many bags."
"I have not been informed that you, Ms. Rose, will be joining us. Now if you move along, I will take your sister to the train." He said looking at her, noticing how radiant she looks when she's angry.
She stood in front of sleeping Annie, "It seems you don't understand the words that are coming from my mouth, Professor. So, please listen closely. Where ever she goes, I go. If not, then I am terribly sorry for bothering you and will be leaving now... WITH Annie."
Snape sighed angrily and gave her a deadly glare. "Fine, I'm not in the mood to argue with a child," Snape began. "But let me warn you, Ms. Rose, what you will see might shock you and seem unbelievable. Now follow me." He picked up Annie and walked into 9 3/4, the wall.
Missy stood still, shocked. His head popped out from the wall. He glared at her angrily and impatiently. "Are you coming or not?" She didn't want to show him how scared she was, so she pushed the cart into the wall with herself along with it. She looked around the place, looking at the children boarding the train. She felt someone grabbed her. She jumped from surprise and looked behind her, seeing Snape. "No time gawking around like a big eyed fool." She glared at him as he glared back. When he realized, he was having some sort of staring contest, he sighed. "I don't have time playing childish games right now." He grabbed her hand, ignoring the warm fuzzy feeling running through his body. He apparated them into one of the trains compartment.
Missy saw Annie still asleep. "Where are we?" She asked, looking confused. "The train." He said in a dull "no shit" voice, and took a seat across from Annie and started to read a book. She looked at Snape, who was reading with an expressionless face. "I know I'm terribly handsome, but would you rather sit and stare?" He said, not bothering to look up from his book.
"Terribly handsome? More like terrible! Your such an arrogant, cocky, self-centered, conceited, stuck-up, megalomaniac rat," Missy snapped. He just stared at her silently with no apparent expression on his face. This made Missy nervous. She couldn't remembered the last time she was nervous over anything. "Well,...? Aren't you going to say anything?" She asked.
"Why should I? No point wasting my time and energy arguing with a short tempered child." He replied.
"Why do you keep implying that I, Professor, is a child? I am 20 years old. I'm practically a grown woman." She replied as she stomped her feet angrily to the ground.
Snape gave her a real good look, seeing how much a woman she came to be. She had a wonderful, toned out, hourglass figure. Placed that needed to be filled, has been filled in quite nicely and roundly. She was wearing a blood red, classic styled dress, that was tight around her waist and came down her ankle. (The dress you seen in The King and I. Just more simpler and modernized.) Her hair was pinned up with a few strands around her face, giving her pale face a certain glow. He seemed to like her in a strange way he never felt, but he, being Severus Snape, ignored these feelings.
Missy noticed she was stomping her feet like a child and blushed.
"Then I advise you to start acting like one, Ms. Rose." He said, looking amused.
"I'm very glad that I'm amusing to you." She said, taking a seat next to Annie's sleeping figure, across from Snape. "Hmmph..." was all the sound he made as he went back to his reading. Missy became quite bored. "What, may I ask, are you reading?" She asked, trying to make a conversation.
"Potion Through Time and Now of Modern." He replied, not looking up from his book.
"Is it interesting?"
"Yes."
"You know your not helping with this conversation."
"Has it occurred to you that I never intend to have a conversation?"
"Hmmph..."
He smirked at her response and went back to his reading.
She stared at him, thinking, *He would be quite handsome if he didn't have a scowl on his face and his hair seems a bit oily. Obviously not my type. But then why do I feel nervous when I'm around him... Maybe because he's some weirdo...Yup, there's my conclusion, he's a weirdo.* She nodded at her thought with a little grin. Ten minutes of silence has past and she began thinking of that wall. "Aren't you going to give me an explanation?" She asked him.
"Explanation?" He asked.
"Yes. Explanation. You know, The act of explaining." She mocked.
"Yes, I know Webster." He snapped. "You will be getting your "explanation" from the HeadMaster."
It was silent again. So, Missy decided to take a little nap. When Snape noticed that she fell asleep, he put his book down and stare at her and her sister. *They look nothing a like, except the pale skin and their manners.* He took a good look at Annie. *Now, what's so special about this one, to make Dombledore insist on having this child attend this school and start with her 5th year without testing her skills first? She knows nothing of magic. She was raised as a Muggle. But then again, she does seem to look a little familiar, along with Missy here. I wonder is she too, is magical, like her little sister. I guess, I'll be finding out soon enough.* He kept staring until darkened overwhelmed him.