Chapter 1 The Intrusion
Ann, a beautiful young lady in her twenties, is sitting in a chair holding a cello between her legs. Her left arm gently strokes the strings of the magnificent instrument while her right arm controls the smooth movements of the bow creating a slow seductive sound. As she tilts her face toward the cello, her left cheek brushes the neck of the instrument and her silky blond hair gets tangled in its pegs.
Just as she is placing her beloved instrument down, she is startled to see out of the corner of her eye a poof of white smoke. Her fear became more intense when she unwillingly turned her head to get the full view of the interruption and noticed a tall black form appear out of the disintegrating smoke. With an expression of utter shock, her eyes slowly closed as she fell to the floor.

"Where am I...what..happened?" she drowsily questioned before fully opening her deep blue eyes. With her vision still hazy, she continued to ask questions until she received an answer.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Two hours." said a deep, mellifluous voice.

She recognized that person. He was the intruder she first saw just two hours ago. She was looking at a man with black hair that fell effortlessly across his face and dark eyes that matched his black buttoned up coat and robes. With her body trembling, she slowly sat up. "Who are you...a-are you going to hurt me?" she tried to say but nothing more than a whisper came out.

"I am Professor Snape, Potions master of Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts, I am at Hogwarts?" she asked

"Yes" was all that his mischievous mouth voiced.

There was a short pause while Ann collected her thoughts. When she was ready to speak, she looked up again and asked: "What am I doing at Hogwarts, Professor and what is the meaning of your intrusion last night?" He replied with:

"Seeing as that you are not a student I will permit you to call me Severus. As for the intrusion, how you put it, you will be informed of the circumstances when the time is right." With that he gave her a small nod and gracefully exited the hospital wing. She watched his black robes hypnotically flow behind his regal body until he was no longer visible.

Still staring in the direction of the door, she unexpectedly heard a voice. "Drink this dearie, it will help you sleep." Before arguing her mouth was held open and the vile was pored into her mouth. "Swallow" said the voice again. Looking up at the unintimidating woman wearing a nurse uniform, Ann did as she was told. Her eyes became heavy. Lifting the covers up to her neck, she slithered into the soft bed and fell into a deep sleep.