Chapter 7.
"When will this lunch be over." Severus Snape ponders. The potions teacher is getting annoyed by all the stares. "Pika?" he hears beside his plate. He looks at the tiny yellow creature. She points at an apple. "Chu?" she says. He picks up the apple and gives it to the animal. "Pikachu!" Is the sound from next to his plate, followed by a happy nibbling.
"And then there is that irritating girl, she just keeps smiling at me and she tells everybody who wants to listen that I am cute." This thought is enough to spoil the rest of the wizard's appetite. He pushes his plate away. "Pi?" the little animal says and looks at the half emptied plate. "Go right ahead." Snape says motioning to the plate. Pikachu goes full interest at the plate and tastes something of everything on it.
"Pikachu… piiii… chu… chu… piiii… Pikachu." Says the little creature and climbs on the dark potions masters shoulder. She doesn't hide in his hair anymore and she seems a little bit more self-assured. Now that the animal is sitting securely, Snape gets up, nods a greeting at his co-workers and leaves. "We better go the teachers lounge." He tells the creature and walks with long strides trough the halls to the teachers lounge where the meeting Prof. Dumbledore announced is going to be held.
"Severus!" He stops when he hears his name.
"Minerva, is there anything I can help you with." He asks while waiting for the elderly witch to catch up with him.
"Are you feeling alright, Severus? You really didn't eat enough." The witch starts, she smiles at him in a friendly manner. "You do need to eat properly."
"Minerva," Snape says with a sigh. "I am not one of your students. I know very well how to take care of myself."
"Of course you know. I don't doubt that you do, but you do look worried." She talks at him in a motherly fashion. "I am sure that we will find a way to get our guests safely home." She continues. Severus nods.
It is what he is worrying about, but not for the same reasons as the women next to him. Not for the children, but his own sanity is important. "If I have to look at another smiling, redheaded girl, who is convinced that I am cute, then... then... then... well, I don't know what I am going to do then, but it isn't going to be nice." He thinks. Quietly they walk to the teachers lounge together.
"Severus," Prof. McGonagall tries again. "Did you give her a name jet?" She motions to the little Pikachu on his shoulder.
"No." Is the short answer.
"Maybe you should." She looks at him with a serous look on her face.
"Why should I, she will be going back, with those children to their own dimension"
"Are you sure about that, Severus?" She looks at the little animal on the shoulder of the man next to her. "It doesn't really look like she is planning on leaving you."
Snape sighs and growls. Prof. McGonagall knows that this is the end of their conversation.
Slowly the teachers lounge is filling with witches and wizards, the last to enter is Prof. Dumbledore with, as a colossal shadow, Hagrid. "So," Albus Dumbledore says. "I think we are all here. We do have a lot to talk about today, and I want all of you to think and talk with us." With a soft and friendly tone the old wizard manages to get a lot of respect and radiate a big amount of authority. "We have to find a way to sent those three children and their Pokemon-companions home. The description they gave of their journey here isn't elaborate, but I think that as a group we can figure it out." The Headmaster explains to the group what the children saw. "Did any of you ever hear about an event like this, or maybe read about it?" Hopefully he looks around the room.
It stays quiet for a while and some are shaking their heads. "So they saw ripples like in the water?" Prof. Sprout queries.
"Yes," the Headmaster confirms. "I do know it isn't much to start our investigations on, but I am sure we will succeed."
"It does sound a little like a description of time travel." Prof. McGonagall mentions. "But there is no prove that that really happened."
"Maybe I should examine the children out. With a little bit of luck they are different from the muggles in our dimension and that could help us find the way back for them." Madam Pomfrey offers.
"I could check the animals." Hagrid's voice sounds hopeful as he looks at the animal on Snape's shoulder. It is very obvious that Hagrid hardly can't wait, he loves strange animals, and these animals are strange.
"That sounds great. And the rest of us should start to study books and see if we can find anything about traveling between dimensions. And probably also time travel." The elderly wizard says with a nod. Then Prof. Dumbledore turns to face Prof. Snape. "Maybe you could talk some more with the children and try to find out more about your Pikachu, Severus."
"Me?" Snape sounds shocked. "I need to talk to those children? Isn't Minerva better suited for that? Or Hagrid?"
"No, Severus, you have to do that. You are the one with a Pikachu and you need to know how to take care of her and what she can do." the Headmaster isn't going to take no for an answer, so Snape sighs and says: "Okay."
"And now," Prof. Dumbledore announces. "It is time for an afternoon of Quidditch. And I expect you all to be there." At the last remark he looks at the potions master, who just nods.
Prof. Snape gets up to walk to the door. Just when Prof. McGonagall wants to exit the room, he hears voices. "Here we go again." He mutters. "Prof. McGonagall," he hears the well known voice of Hermoine Granger. "Is there anything I could help with? Maybe looking up things in the library? Our guests probably want to go home as soon as possible."
"I don't mind to stay a bit longer." Brock tells her. "If there isn't a way to go home, I wouldn't mind staying here, with you, forever, Hermoine."
"You can't mean that. You can't give up your dream to become a Pokemon breeder for me?" Prof. Snape notices that Hermoine isn't feeling very comfortable in this situation.
"I am so glad that I am not the only one who likes to see our new friends leave sooner then later." He muses with a slight feeling of delight.
"If you could tell me what books to study," Hermoine starts again, looking hopefully at Prof. McGonagall and Prof. Snape. "I will start as soon as the Quidditch game is over."
"That is very nice of you, miss Granger." Prof. McGonagall says. "Walk with me, I will make you a list."
Prof. Snape tries to use this opportunity to get some quiet time in his dungeons. He knows that there is no way he can get out of going to the Quidditchgame, Slytherin is playing Gryffindor, it's a game he usually loves to go to, but not today. He sighs and starts on his way to his office. "Maybe I can even get some reading done." He muses.
The book, he finally got a hold of after all these years, is still waiting for him. "This day didn't work out as he had planned."
He thinks about the quiet morning he had planned for today. Just a little walk after breakfast had the plan been, and than, sitting back and a nice read in his new book. Then a nice afternoon of watching how Slytherin was going to win from Gryffindor. It was a nice plan. If he just hadn't gone for that walk, that would have made this whole day lots better.
"Prof. Snape." A girl's voice interrupts his ponderings. "Prof. Snape, wait for me." He sighs "That irritating girl even finds me down here." Snape thinks.
"Professor, I wanted to ask you something." Misty says friendly.
"Yes?" is his short answer.
"I was wondering," she starts. "Do you need any help with your Pikachu. I really like to explain everything you need to know. And I can also help you with training her."
"That is nice, miss… ??"
"Not miss. You can call me Misty." She smiles at him.
"Right." The dark wizard sighs.
"I also would love to help you with a name for her." The girl just keeps babbling.
"Miss, I was on the way to my office to read something before the game. This can wait." Snape says impatiently.
"Mabye tomorrow?" Misty asks.
Snape sighs again and thinks about what he promised the Headmaster. "Okay, tomorrow." Without an other word he walks away.
He looks over his shoulder to make sure that he is alone. "Why me?" Snape asks the Pikachu on his shoulder. "Pi-Pikachu." She replies. "I wish it was Monday," He grumbles. "Because tomorrow is not looking any better then today."
"Chu!" The little one confirms.
"When will this lunch be over." Severus Snape ponders. The potions teacher is getting annoyed by all the stares. "Pika?" he hears beside his plate. He looks at the tiny yellow creature. She points at an apple. "Chu?" she says. He picks up the apple and gives it to the animal. "Pikachu!" Is the sound from next to his plate, followed by a happy nibbling.
"And then there is that irritating girl, she just keeps smiling at me and she tells everybody who wants to listen that I am cute." This thought is enough to spoil the rest of the wizard's appetite. He pushes his plate away. "Pi?" the little animal says and looks at the half emptied plate. "Go right ahead." Snape says motioning to the plate. Pikachu goes full interest at the plate and tastes something of everything on it.
"Pikachu… piiii… chu… chu… piiii… Pikachu." Says the little creature and climbs on the dark potions masters shoulder. She doesn't hide in his hair anymore and she seems a little bit more self-assured. Now that the animal is sitting securely, Snape gets up, nods a greeting at his co-workers and leaves. "We better go the teachers lounge." He tells the creature and walks with long strides trough the halls to the teachers lounge where the meeting Prof. Dumbledore announced is going to be held.
"Severus!" He stops when he hears his name.
"Minerva, is there anything I can help you with." He asks while waiting for the elderly witch to catch up with him.
"Are you feeling alright, Severus? You really didn't eat enough." The witch starts, she smiles at him in a friendly manner. "You do need to eat properly."
"Minerva," Snape says with a sigh. "I am not one of your students. I know very well how to take care of myself."
"Of course you know. I don't doubt that you do, but you do look worried." She talks at him in a motherly fashion. "I am sure that we will find a way to get our guests safely home." She continues. Severus nods.
It is what he is worrying about, but not for the same reasons as the women next to him. Not for the children, but his own sanity is important. "If I have to look at another smiling, redheaded girl, who is convinced that I am cute, then... then... then... well, I don't know what I am going to do then, but it isn't going to be nice." He thinks. Quietly they walk to the teachers lounge together.
"Severus," Prof. McGonagall tries again. "Did you give her a name jet?" She motions to the little Pikachu on his shoulder.
"No." Is the short answer.
"Maybe you should." She looks at him with a serous look on her face.
"Why should I, she will be going back, with those children to their own dimension"
"Are you sure about that, Severus?" She looks at the little animal on the shoulder of the man next to her. "It doesn't really look like she is planning on leaving you."
Snape sighs and growls. Prof. McGonagall knows that this is the end of their conversation.
Slowly the teachers lounge is filling with witches and wizards, the last to enter is Prof. Dumbledore with, as a colossal shadow, Hagrid. "So," Albus Dumbledore says. "I think we are all here. We do have a lot to talk about today, and I want all of you to think and talk with us." With a soft and friendly tone the old wizard manages to get a lot of respect and radiate a big amount of authority. "We have to find a way to sent those three children and their Pokemon-companions home. The description they gave of their journey here isn't elaborate, but I think that as a group we can figure it out." The Headmaster explains to the group what the children saw. "Did any of you ever hear about an event like this, or maybe read about it?" Hopefully he looks around the room.
It stays quiet for a while and some are shaking their heads. "So they saw ripples like in the water?" Prof. Sprout queries.
"Yes," the Headmaster confirms. "I do know it isn't much to start our investigations on, but I am sure we will succeed."
"It does sound a little like a description of time travel." Prof. McGonagall mentions. "But there is no prove that that really happened."
"Maybe I should examine the children out. With a little bit of luck they are different from the muggles in our dimension and that could help us find the way back for them." Madam Pomfrey offers.
"I could check the animals." Hagrid's voice sounds hopeful as he looks at the animal on Snape's shoulder. It is very obvious that Hagrid hardly can't wait, he loves strange animals, and these animals are strange.
"That sounds great. And the rest of us should start to study books and see if we can find anything about traveling between dimensions. And probably also time travel." The elderly wizard says with a nod. Then Prof. Dumbledore turns to face Prof. Snape. "Maybe you could talk some more with the children and try to find out more about your Pikachu, Severus."
"Me?" Snape sounds shocked. "I need to talk to those children? Isn't Minerva better suited for that? Or Hagrid?"
"No, Severus, you have to do that. You are the one with a Pikachu and you need to know how to take care of her and what she can do." the Headmaster isn't going to take no for an answer, so Snape sighs and says: "Okay."
"And now," Prof. Dumbledore announces. "It is time for an afternoon of Quidditch. And I expect you all to be there." At the last remark he looks at the potions master, who just nods.
Prof. Snape gets up to walk to the door. Just when Prof. McGonagall wants to exit the room, he hears voices. "Here we go again." He mutters. "Prof. McGonagall," he hears the well known voice of Hermoine Granger. "Is there anything I could help with? Maybe looking up things in the library? Our guests probably want to go home as soon as possible."
"I don't mind to stay a bit longer." Brock tells her. "If there isn't a way to go home, I wouldn't mind staying here, with you, forever, Hermoine."
"You can't mean that. You can't give up your dream to become a Pokemon breeder for me?" Prof. Snape notices that Hermoine isn't feeling very comfortable in this situation.
"I am so glad that I am not the only one who likes to see our new friends leave sooner then later." He muses with a slight feeling of delight.
"If you could tell me what books to study," Hermoine starts again, looking hopefully at Prof. McGonagall and Prof. Snape. "I will start as soon as the Quidditch game is over."
"That is very nice of you, miss Granger." Prof. McGonagall says. "Walk with me, I will make you a list."
Prof. Snape tries to use this opportunity to get some quiet time in his dungeons. He knows that there is no way he can get out of going to the Quidditchgame, Slytherin is playing Gryffindor, it's a game he usually loves to go to, but not today. He sighs and starts on his way to his office. "Maybe I can even get some reading done." He muses.
The book, he finally got a hold of after all these years, is still waiting for him. "This day didn't work out as he had planned."
He thinks about the quiet morning he had planned for today. Just a little walk after breakfast had the plan been, and than, sitting back and a nice read in his new book. Then a nice afternoon of watching how Slytherin was going to win from Gryffindor. It was a nice plan. If he just hadn't gone for that walk, that would have made this whole day lots better.
"Prof. Snape." A girl's voice interrupts his ponderings. "Prof. Snape, wait for me." He sighs "That irritating girl even finds me down here." Snape thinks.
"Professor, I wanted to ask you something." Misty says friendly.
"Yes?" is his short answer.
"I was wondering," she starts. "Do you need any help with your Pikachu. I really like to explain everything you need to know. And I can also help you with training her."
"That is nice, miss… ??"
"Not miss. You can call me Misty." She smiles at him.
"Right." The dark wizard sighs.
"I also would love to help you with a name for her." The girl just keeps babbling.
"Miss, I was on the way to my office to read something before the game. This can wait." Snape says impatiently.
"Mabye tomorrow?" Misty asks.
Snape sighs again and thinks about what he promised the Headmaster. "Okay, tomorrow." Without an other word he walks away.
He looks over his shoulder to make sure that he is alone. "Why me?" Snape asks the Pikachu on his shoulder. "Pi-Pikachu." She replies. "I wish it was Monday," He grumbles. "Because tomorrow is not looking any better then today."
"Chu!" The little one confirms.