Chapter 8.
Al the way on the front steps you can hear the enthusiastic students of Hogwarts. Misty, Ash and Brock are following Hermoine and Ron the Quidditchpitch. Speechless they are looking ate the pitch with the high goalposts and stands. Hermoine and Ron smile about the reactions of their new friends, to them it is nothing special. "If you think this is special," Ron says while they are walking op the stairs to the Gryffindorstands. "Then you will love the players!"
Misty looks around and sees the many excited faces. After some explanation by Hermoine she now knows that every team wears their house colors and that there are 4 teams. Today the team of Gryffindor plays, in red and gold and the Slytherin team, in green and silver. She really didn't understand much of Ron's explanations, but he got Brock and Ash as excited as the rest of the spectators.
She did understand that that annoying blond boy is playing for the Slytherin team. This alone is enough reason for her to cheer for Gryffindor.
"Snape won't be happy with his house team if we win again this time." Ron says enthusiastically.
"Snape?" Ash asks.
"Yes, he is Head of Slytherin-house," laughs Ron. "And he is a horrible looser." Brock, Ash and Hermoine laugh with Ron, Misty doesn't.
Prof. Snape takes a deep breath and walks past the Quidditchpitch to the teacher stands. The little Pikachu on Snape's shoulder is sticking out, here yellow against his black. Snape climbs the stairs to get to his place in the stands. He is greeted by friendly glances and nods of his co-workers. He sits down just before a grand applause fills the stadium. Both teams fly over the pitch and after a lap they take their places. "Exactly in time for the game, but just to late for nosy questions of my co-workers. Thank goodness, some little things do go my way today." Snape thinks.
The game starts and the point go up evenly. Snape's Pikachu is having a grand time. Then the Golden Snitch passes closely by the little one, she tries to catch it. "Eos… NO!" Snape says and grab the creature.
"PROF. SNAPE'S PIKACHU ALMOST CAUGHT THE GOLDEN SNITCH." Lee Jordan announces. "IF SHE WOULD HAVE CAUGHT IT, WOULD THAT HAVE MEANT THAT SLYTHERIN WON?" echoes around the field.
"I notice you named her, Severus." The Headmaster comments. "Eos, the Morning star, nice name." He nods approvingly. Snape just nods. Again Eos starts to jump excitedly up and down on Snape's shoulder: "Pi… Pi… Chu… Chu!" She says. Snape looks, and yes, the Golden Snitch is getting closer. "Oh no…" Snape mutters. "Don't, Eos." But she does, she jumps to catch the Snitch. Snape get to his feet, and just in time ha catches the little yellow animal. "I said: No!" Snape reprimands Eos.
"AND AGAIN PROF. SNAPE'S PIKACHU ALMOST CAUGHT THE SNITCH." Lee Jordan tells. "MAYBE SHE SHOULD BECOME THE SLYTHERIN SEEKER." The crowd hollers.
Snape takes his Pikachu on his lap, that way he can keep his eyes on her better. Eos still jumps happily up and down. "Can't anybody just catch that bloody Snitch," Snape thinks. "Even if Potter caught it, I would be happy. Then, finally I can return to my dungeons." Snape tiredly rubs his eyes and he wonders if anybody would mind when he would eat his dinner in the quiet solitude of his dungeons.
The game stays exciting. Everybody knows that it is up to the seekers. Who ever catches the Golden Snitch first will win. The only one who sees the Snitch for the third time is Eos. She starts to jump up and down, while babbling loudly. "Pikachu!!!" she points into the air. Harry and Draco both see the animals reaction and look towards the place she is pointing at.
Then the race starts to catch the Snitch. "Piiii… Kachu… Pika…" Eos cheers, Snape holds her tightly, so she can't jump after the Snitch again. She can't fly and would surely fall really hard if she followed the Snitch again. He is so preoccupied by the animal that he isn't seeing a thing of the final sprint.
"AND HARRY POTTER GOT THE GOLDEN SNITCH," Snape hears. "GRYFFINDOR WINS."
A big cheer goes through the crowd. Eos jumps up and down cheerfully. "Pika… ka… ka… Pi-Pikachu." She cheers.
"You should cheer for Slytherin, not for Gryffindor." Snape says to the creature while he is getting to his feet. He wants to use the the victory festivities to get to his dungeons unseen.
"Severus," he hears behind him. "We will see you at dinner in a few moments, won't we?" Snape sighs and nods a confirmation to Albus Dumbledore.
"This day just won't end." He grumbles under his breath.
"Pikachu." He hears next to his ear.
"Lets go to dinner then." He says. "And then swiftly to the peace and quiet of my dungeons."
"Pika." Is Eos' answer.
"Your Pikachu would be a brilliant seeker, Professor." He hears. Snape turns around and looks into the two identical and very happy Weasley-faces. "She is bloody brilliant." Fred says and rummages through his pocket. He gets out a piece of chocolate and gives it to Pikachu.
"Thanks, little one." George says as he smiles at Snape.
"Weasleys, you will let me pass now, or it will cost Gryffindor 10 points… each."
The twins step aside with a bow. "Thank goodness," Fred says. "Snape is still Snape."
"Yes," George answers. "A yellow animal won't change our potions master."
Snape is to tired to respond. "Just dinner and then this horrid day is over."
Snape is crankier then he usually is and he swoops past the long tables to the teachers table. His black robes billow behind him. Eos licks the last little bit of chocolate of her fingers and yawns. Snape sits down at his usual spot at the table and Eos climbs down of his shoulder. She doesn't sit by his plate as she did that afternoon, instead she jumps to his lap, yawns again and falls asleep.
Snape eats silently, and his co-workers have the sense to leave him alone. Once in a while he notices the soft glances of the witches around him. "Just ignore them." He thinks over and over.
Finally, dessert, quickly he eats some of the custard. "And now to my dungeons and my book." Snape thinks hopefully. Carefully he picks the little sleeping creature of his lap so not to wake her, nods to his fellow teachers and leaves the great hall. It feels a little like fleeing, but at this moment Snape doesn't care.
Without any obstacles, students or irritating girls he reaches his private rooms. With a sigh Snape sits down on his bed. He puts Eos on the bed next to him and then he looks at the book, he wanted to read that morning. "Maybe tomorrow." Snape mumbles. He points at the fireplace with his want and a warm fire appears. The wizard takes of his black robes and sits into the big chair next to the fireplace. "Peace and quiet." He sighs.
Al the way on the front steps you can hear the enthusiastic students of Hogwarts. Misty, Ash and Brock are following Hermoine and Ron the Quidditchpitch. Speechless they are looking ate the pitch with the high goalposts and stands. Hermoine and Ron smile about the reactions of their new friends, to them it is nothing special. "If you think this is special," Ron says while they are walking op the stairs to the Gryffindorstands. "Then you will love the players!"
Misty looks around and sees the many excited faces. After some explanation by Hermoine she now knows that every team wears their house colors and that there are 4 teams. Today the team of Gryffindor plays, in red and gold and the Slytherin team, in green and silver. She really didn't understand much of Ron's explanations, but he got Brock and Ash as excited as the rest of the spectators.
She did understand that that annoying blond boy is playing for the Slytherin team. This alone is enough reason for her to cheer for Gryffindor.
"Snape won't be happy with his house team if we win again this time." Ron says enthusiastically.
"Snape?" Ash asks.
"Yes, he is Head of Slytherin-house," laughs Ron. "And he is a horrible looser." Brock, Ash and Hermoine laugh with Ron, Misty doesn't.
Prof. Snape takes a deep breath and walks past the Quidditchpitch to the teacher stands. The little Pikachu on Snape's shoulder is sticking out, here yellow against his black. Snape climbs the stairs to get to his place in the stands. He is greeted by friendly glances and nods of his co-workers. He sits down just before a grand applause fills the stadium. Both teams fly over the pitch and after a lap they take their places. "Exactly in time for the game, but just to late for nosy questions of my co-workers. Thank goodness, some little things do go my way today." Snape thinks.
The game starts and the point go up evenly. Snape's Pikachu is having a grand time. Then the Golden Snitch passes closely by the little one, she tries to catch it. "Eos… NO!" Snape says and grab the creature.
"PROF. SNAPE'S PIKACHU ALMOST CAUGHT THE GOLDEN SNITCH." Lee Jordan announces. "IF SHE WOULD HAVE CAUGHT IT, WOULD THAT HAVE MEANT THAT SLYTHERIN WON?" echoes around the field.
"I notice you named her, Severus." The Headmaster comments. "Eos, the Morning star, nice name." He nods approvingly. Snape just nods. Again Eos starts to jump excitedly up and down on Snape's shoulder: "Pi… Pi… Chu… Chu!" She says. Snape looks, and yes, the Golden Snitch is getting closer. "Oh no…" Snape mutters. "Don't, Eos." But she does, she jumps to catch the Snitch. Snape get to his feet, and just in time ha catches the little yellow animal. "I said: No!" Snape reprimands Eos.
"AND AGAIN PROF. SNAPE'S PIKACHU ALMOST CAUGHT THE SNITCH." Lee Jordan tells. "MAYBE SHE SHOULD BECOME THE SLYTHERIN SEEKER." The crowd hollers.
Snape takes his Pikachu on his lap, that way he can keep his eyes on her better. Eos still jumps happily up and down. "Can't anybody just catch that bloody Snitch," Snape thinks. "Even if Potter caught it, I would be happy. Then, finally I can return to my dungeons." Snape tiredly rubs his eyes and he wonders if anybody would mind when he would eat his dinner in the quiet solitude of his dungeons.
The game stays exciting. Everybody knows that it is up to the seekers. Who ever catches the Golden Snitch first will win. The only one who sees the Snitch for the third time is Eos. She starts to jump up and down, while babbling loudly. "Pikachu!!!" she points into the air. Harry and Draco both see the animals reaction and look towards the place she is pointing at.
Then the race starts to catch the Snitch. "Piiii… Kachu… Pika…" Eos cheers, Snape holds her tightly, so she can't jump after the Snitch again. She can't fly and would surely fall really hard if she followed the Snitch again. He is so preoccupied by the animal that he isn't seeing a thing of the final sprint.
"AND HARRY POTTER GOT THE GOLDEN SNITCH," Snape hears. "GRYFFINDOR WINS."
A big cheer goes through the crowd. Eos jumps up and down cheerfully. "Pika… ka… ka… Pi-Pikachu." She cheers.
"You should cheer for Slytherin, not for Gryffindor." Snape says to the creature while he is getting to his feet. He wants to use the the victory festivities to get to his dungeons unseen.
"Severus," he hears behind him. "We will see you at dinner in a few moments, won't we?" Snape sighs and nods a confirmation to Albus Dumbledore.
"This day just won't end." He grumbles under his breath.
"Pikachu." He hears next to his ear.
"Lets go to dinner then." He says. "And then swiftly to the peace and quiet of my dungeons."
"Pika." Is Eos' answer.
"Your Pikachu would be a brilliant seeker, Professor." He hears. Snape turns around and looks into the two identical and very happy Weasley-faces. "She is bloody brilliant." Fred says and rummages through his pocket. He gets out a piece of chocolate and gives it to Pikachu.
"Thanks, little one." George says as he smiles at Snape.
"Weasleys, you will let me pass now, or it will cost Gryffindor 10 points… each."
The twins step aside with a bow. "Thank goodness," Fred says. "Snape is still Snape."
"Yes," George answers. "A yellow animal won't change our potions master."
Snape is to tired to respond. "Just dinner and then this horrid day is over."
Snape is crankier then he usually is and he swoops past the long tables to the teachers table. His black robes billow behind him. Eos licks the last little bit of chocolate of her fingers and yawns. Snape sits down at his usual spot at the table and Eos climbs down of his shoulder. She doesn't sit by his plate as she did that afternoon, instead she jumps to his lap, yawns again and falls asleep.
Snape eats silently, and his co-workers have the sense to leave him alone. Once in a while he notices the soft glances of the witches around him. "Just ignore them." He thinks over and over.
Finally, dessert, quickly he eats some of the custard. "And now to my dungeons and my book." Snape thinks hopefully. Carefully he picks the little sleeping creature of his lap so not to wake her, nods to his fellow teachers and leaves the great hall. It feels a little like fleeing, but at this moment Snape doesn't care.
Without any obstacles, students or irritating girls he reaches his private rooms. With a sigh Snape sits down on his bed. He puts Eos on the bed next to him and then he looks at the book, he wanted to read that morning. "Maybe tomorrow." Snape mumbles. He points at the fireplace with his want and a warm fire appears. The wizard takes of his black robes and sits into the big chair next to the fireplace. "Peace and quiet." He sighs.