It's a little morbid of me, but now I'm working on my 3rd chapter . *
giggles * I'm so proud of myself. Seriously, my mum should take me out for
ice cream or something. A Nerd Blizzard from Dairy Queen would be quite
sufficient if you ask me. Review please!
Disclaimer- Raie Black and Vera Nethers. All others (unless stated otherwise) are J.K. Rowling's people. From another planer. Joking, geez.
Rating- PG-13, but subject to change. Just like . nevermind.
A/N-Give me a break, ok? I'm a teen! I've got problems like most morons on this planet! When reading this song, imagine Missy Elliots "For my people" and Rob Zombie's "Feel so numb"
Chapter 3
A Gentle Whisper and a Harsh Tongue
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After an intolerable afternoon with Professor McGonagall, dusting her office and sorting books with disgusting substances Raie didn't even want to think of, she finally was relaxing in the Library, a good book propped upon her knee, her head resting on her shoulder.
"And what's this?" a voice came, pulling the book away from behind her.
With her quick reflexes, she tried to reach for the book, but ended up grabbing the fabric of someone's sweater. Turning to face who it was, her eyes fell upon the face of no other then Draco Malfoy.
"Draco ." She grunted, in no mood to fight or struggle, yet she knew from her expierance on the train, that he did no give up easy.
"What's this book about, eh? Romance? War? Death? MUDBLOODS??" He sneered, his lip curling on the last word, slipping from his lips.
"For your information Mr. Malfoy, I'm pureblood, sorry," Raie said coolly, snatching the book back from Draco's limp hand.
He twitched his eye fervently at Raie, who made a face, and turned back down to settle into the chair.
"I've got my eye on you 'Ray', so you better watch your back," Draco said, looking down at Raie, then left to Crabber.
"Well, 'Dray-coo' you have to say Raie with more feminine emphesis, so it shouldn't be too hard for you," Raie said, a tad bit annoyed.
She slammed the book shut, and stood up, not taking a look back at Draco, no matter how much she wanted to turn around and give him an obscene gesture.
Raie slipped the book she was reading on a table near the entrance of the library, and exited, most excited for her detention with Professor Snape, for 'bad mouthing' him. Though, not knowing exactly what to expect, she let her high optimism keep her mind clear and open.
"We don't need to education . we don't need no force control . HEY! Teacher! Leave them kids alone ." Raie sang outloud, as she jaunted nervously down towards the dungeons.
Though having been deprived of her regular music, the only song she could think of was an anti-teacher one, Pink Flloyd's "Another Brick in the Wall,".
Once she was in eye viewage of the Dungeon door, she felt herself fill with anxiety, and almost turned around, letting herself down.
No, she thought to herself, I want to see this man. I want to be alone with this him..
She reached the door, and nervously, hand shaking, grasped for the door knob. But before she could twist her clammy hand upon it, the door burst open before, causing to jump back.
"YOU'RE LATE!" Professor Snape roared angrily, his brow furrowing.
Raie made a scared, yet ever so more amused face and the shock of Snape over her.
"Sorry?" She said, making no effort to mean the apology.
He looked down up her shaken face, and smiled a surprisingly gentle smile. Raie, with such gratitude almost bursting from her bosom, returned an equally gentle smile.
"In," He said, returning to his rude state, and pointed into the dungeons.
Raie nodded, about to grin with glee, and stepped in the classroom, Snape slamming the door obnoxiously behind her.
"I'm not exactly sure what I'll make you do, for I didn't exactly plan for this detention," He said, sitting down at his desk, and cautiously opening a drawer.
"Well, sir, you were the one who administration this detention," Raie said, shifting uneasily on her feet, standing awkwardly before the Potions Master.
"You really do have quiet the nerve, don't you? I think it must be the third time since I've laid eyes upon you, that you've taken it upon your adoloscent self to talk back to me," Snape said, looking up into Raie's scrunched up face.
"It doesn't take nerve, sir, it takes common sense, if one speaks something stupid, I will by no means, not let them know. By far, it would be the first thing I told them," Raie said, wanting to so despretely to step closer to him.
"I'd like to tell you that you're a smart alec, with a high feeling of power, and an over larged ego," Snape said, threatening playfully to return her attack.
"Oh no sir, you've got that terribly wrong. I have the smallest ego you will ever encounter. I don't believe in myself, I have low self esteem, not to mention I dare not trust anyone suspicious. I don't have a high feeling of power either, sir, and ." She paused, turning her head to the side.
"What is it?" Snape said, all of a sudden turn an affectionate glow, which deep inside, even surprised himself.
"Nothing, just . uh,"
"What's with the not trusting anyone?" Snape said, gesturing to a desk nearest the main desk.
"Nah, I'll stand, I talk better this way," Raie said honestly, though it was incredibly tempting to take a seat near Snape, and throw her feet upon his desk.
He nodded, though seemed confused. "Back to the not trusting, I'd like to know,"
"Well, it's kind of a long story, leading back to my mother, and my father, and that whole blasé blah sort of rubbish, nothing of great importance." Raie said, tiring of standing, and taking a spot near Snape's desk.
"Do you know much of your mother?" Snape said, leaning forward towards her.
"Nothing of much importance. Other then she was murdered my Voldemort shortly after my birth, but, you know ." Raie said, looking down at her feet, not wanting Snape to see her teary eyes.
"Do you know your mother's name?" Snape said, leaning so close to Raie that she could have reached out and touched his face.
"Alexandra was the last name. When she died, the family sent a bunch of certificates, seals, those sort of things to my father, but, to my dismay, and his own, he never received any. Plus, I was a little baby, someone found me in the forest, turned me into the Ministry of Magic, reported my Professor Dumbledore, and taken into the care of squibs. Not a pleasant way to begin my long road of perdition to teenage years, really." Raie said, all of a sudden, covering her mouth.
"Well, really, I do blab on,"
Snape smiled, and sighed. "I knew your mother. Victoria was her first name, knew her very well," he let his eyes drift off, but Raie cleared her throat, returning him quickly to reality.
Raie smiled, biting her bottom lip, scratching it with her muggle braces, drawing blood to her lip.
"Shit, I've done it again," Raie blurted out, bringing her finger to her lip to wipe away the blood.
Snape looked at Raie with studying eyes. "Excuse me?" he said.
"Ugh, I apologize, I have a coarse mouth when it comes to language, I use it quite intolerably, but I can't help it, I was raised by abusive squibs, it tends to come naturally," Raie replied nervously, fearing he would not believe her.
Snape made a questioning face, and a confusing look came across it.
"I shouldn't be talking to you like this," He growled angrily, standing up, more enraged with himself then with Raie.
"No, sir, it's - it's nice to have someone to talk to who will listen and not, you know, pity me." Raie said truthfully, keeping her eyes upon his face.
"It shouldn't be me listening, it should be someone else," Snape answered uncomfortably, turning his face away from Raie's.
"Please, sir," she whispered urgently, giving Snape a tingling feeling in his stomach that he hadn't experienced since he was a teenager.
"No! Miss. Black, would you--" He stopped suddenly, to look at Raie's face, which had sunken instantly.
"I'd like to point out sir, that you started all of this," Raie said, a nerve etching in her voice.
"I know, I know--" he started.
"So I don't think you should be getting angry at me for something YOU started and kept interrogating me to tell you," Raie said, more annoyed then before.
"Miss Black! Would you just listen for one moment!" Snape said, growling.
"NO! I won't listen to it, because you'll only hurt my feelings more!" Raie said, coughing to choke back a sob.
"What?" Snape said, as if hearing the most depressing news in the world.
Raie turned a bright red. "May I serve my detention now," she said, nervously.
"What do you mean, I've hurt you feelings?" Snape said, almost sneering for Raie's sudden change of subject.
"MAY I SERVE MY DETENTION NOW?!" she yelled, to keep her from hearing Snape's voice.
"I believe you have," Snape said quietly.
"Good, I need to leave," Raie said, embarrassed and hurt at the same time.
Snape looked at Raie's hurt face. Can she not see? I just wanted to learn about her, to see if she really was Victoria's daughter. Is it not enough for a person to wonder. Doesn't she see that I wanted to learn MORE about her then I had already questioned? I wanted her presence in my classroom longer. No, I needed her presence.
"On the other hand, Miss. Black," He sneered slowly, as she turned around,
"I'd much rather prefer if you stayed here and did something worth while,"
"You couldn't make me stay if my life depended on it," she sneered as well, returning a glare to match Snape's.
In one swift movement, Snape was standing before her, and Raie, who's knees had weakened from his face, looked up into his eyes.
"Nothing?" He questioned again.
"Uh . erm ." Raie started, wanting so desperately to kiss his lips that were only inches from her own.
"Nothing?" He said, with more urgency in his voice.
Raie slowly leaned forward and closed her eyes, hoping she could fall upon his lips. But realizing that she must have looked like an idiot, slowly opened her eyes to see him looking at her.
"Is that what it is? Is that what you want?" He questioned seductively, as Raie bit her bottom lip, making sure not to cut her lip again.
Her eyes answered yes, and she knew that's what they were saying.
He leaned forward slowly, as if to kiss her lips, which to him, looked like delicate inventions of nature, but he directed his lips to her forehead and kissed it gently.
She pulled back suddenly, realizing she hadn't gotten what she wanted.
"I'm leaving," She said, crossing her arms, a playful smile across her face.
"Why?" Snape said, shocked.
"I didn't get what I wanted," Raie said, not wanting to move to quickly.
She turned around quickly, and exited out of the door, leaving Snape to his manly wonders, and Raie to her own female accusations.
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Ah, I tried to do the whole cliché cliff hanger thing, but to be perfectly honest, I SUCK AT IT! So I'll leave it at this, only to continue to the next chapter because I really, really have problems.
Hahahahaha, umm . please review! Have mercy!
Disclaimer- Raie Black and Vera Nethers. All others (unless stated otherwise) are J.K. Rowling's people. From another planer. Joking, geez.
Rating- PG-13, but subject to change. Just like . nevermind.
A/N-Give me a break, ok? I'm a teen! I've got problems like most morons on this planet! When reading this song, imagine Missy Elliots "For my people" and Rob Zombie's "Feel so numb"
Chapter 3
A Gentle Whisper and a Harsh Tongue
* * *
After an intolerable afternoon with Professor McGonagall, dusting her office and sorting books with disgusting substances Raie didn't even want to think of, she finally was relaxing in the Library, a good book propped upon her knee, her head resting on her shoulder.
"And what's this?" a voice came, pulling the book away from behind her.
With her quick reflexes, she tried to reach for the book, but ended up grabbing the fabric of someone's sweater. Turning to face who it was, her eyes fell upon the face of no other then Draco Malfoy.
"Draco ." She grunted, in no mood to fight or struggle, yet she knew from her expierance on the train, that he did no give up easy.
"What's this book about, eh? Romance? War? Death? MUDBLOODS??" He sneered, his lip curling on the last word, slipping from his lips.
"For your information Mr. Malfoy, I'm pureblood, sorry," Raie said coolly, snatching the book back from Draco's limp hand.
He twitched his eye fervently at Raie, who made a face, and turned back down to settle into the chair.
"I've got my eye on you 'Ray', so you better watch your back," Draco said, looking down at Raie, then left to Crabber.
"Well, 'Dray-coo' you have to say Raie with more feminine emphesis, so it shouldn't be too hard for you," Raie said, a tad bit annoyed.
She slammed the book shut, and stood up, not taking a look back at Draco, no matter how much she wanted to turn around and give him an obscene gesture.
Raie slipped the book she was reading on a table near the entrance of the library, and exited, most excited for her detention with Professor Snape, for 'bad mouthing' him. Though, not knowing exactly what to expect, she let her high optimism keep her mind clear and open.
"We don't need to education . we don't need no force control . HEY! Teacher! Leave them kids alone ." Raie sang outloud, as she jaunted nervously down towards the dungeons.
Though having been deprived of her regular music, the only song she could think of was an anti-teacher one, Pink Flloyd's "Another Brick in the Wall,".
Once she was in eye viewage of the Dungeon door, she felt herself fill with anxiety, and almost turned around, letting herself down.
No, she thought to herself, I want to see this man. I want to be alone with this him..
She reached the door, and nervously, hand shaking, grasped for the door knob. But before she could twist her clammy hand upon it, the door burst open before, causing to jump back.
"YOU'RE LATE!" Professor Snape roared angrily, his brow furrowing.
Raie made a scared, yet ever so more amused face and the shock of Snape over her.
"Sorry?" She said, making no effort to mean the apology.
He looked down up her shaken face, and smiled a surprisingly gentle smile. Raie, with such gratitude almost bursting from her bosom, returned an equally gentle smile.
"In," He said, returning to his rude state, and pointed into the dungeons.
Raie nodded, about to grin with glee, and stepped in the classroom, Snape slamming the door obnoxiously behind her.
"I'm not exactly sure what I'll make you do, for I didn't exactly plan for this detention," He said, sitting down at his desk, and cautiously opening a drawer.
"Well, sir, you were the one who administration this detention," Raie said, shifting uneasily on her feet, standing awkwardly before the Potions Master.
"You really do have quiet the nerve, don't you? I think it must be the third time since I've laid eyes upon you, that you've taken it upon your adoloscent self to talk back to me," Snape said, looking up into Raie's scrunched up face.
"It doesn't take nerve, sir, it takes common sense, if one speaks something stupid, I will by no means, not let them know. By far, it would be the first thing I told them," Raie said, wanting to so despretely to step closer to him.
"I'd like to tell you that you're a smart alec, with a high feeling of power, and an over larged ego," Snape said, threatening playfully to return her attack.
"Oh no sir, you've got that terribly wrong. I have the smallest ego you will ever encounter. I don't believe in myself, I have low self esteem, not to mention I dare not trust anyone suspicious. I don't have a high feeling of power either, sir, and ." She paused, turning her head to the side.
"What is it?" Snape said, all of a sudden turn an affectionate glow, which deep inside, even surprised himself.
"Nothing, just . uh,"
"What's with the not trusting anyone?" Snape said, gesturing to a desk nearest the main desk.
"Nah, I'll stand, I talk better this way," Raie said honestly, though it was incredibly tempting to take a seat near Snape, and throw her feet upon his desk.
He nodded, though seemed confused. "Back to the not trusting, I'd like to know,"
"Well, it's kind of a long story, leading back to my mother, and my father, and that whole blasé blah sort of rubbish, nothing of great importance." Raie said, tiring of standing, and taking a spot near Snape's desk.
"Do you know much of your mother?" Snape said, leaning forward towards her.
"Nothing of much importance. Other then she was murdered my Voldemort shortly after my birth, but, you know ." Raie said, looking down at her feet, not wanting Snape to see her teary eyes.
"Do you know your mother's name?" Snape said, leaning so close to Raie that she could have reached out and touched his face.
"Alexandra was the last name. When she died, the family sent a bunch of certificates, seals, those sort of things to my father, but, to my dismay, and his own, he never received any. Plus, I was a little baby, someone found me in the forest, turned me into the Ministry of Magic, reported my Professor Dumbledore, and taken into the care of squibs. Not a pleasant way to begin my long road of perdition to teenage years, really." Raie said, all of a sudden, covering her mouth.
"Well, really, I do blab on,"
Snape smiled, and sighed. "I knew your mother. Victoria was her first name, knew her very well," he let his eyes drift off, but Raie cleared her throat, returning him quickly to reality.
Raie smiled, biting her bottom lip, scratching it with her muggle braces, drawing blood to her lip.
"Shit, I've done it again," Raie blurted out, bringing her finger to her lip to wipe away the blood.
Snape looked at Raie with studying eyes. "Excuse me?" he said.
"Ugh, I apologize, I have a coarse mouth when it comes to language, I use it quite intolerably, but I can't help it, I was raised by abusive squibs, it tends to come naturally," Raie replied nervously, fearing he would not believe her.
Snape made a questioning face, and a confusing look came across it.
"I shouldn't be talking to you like this," He growled angrily, standing up, more enraged with himself then with Raie.
"No, sir, it's - it's nice to have someone to talk to who will listen and not, you know, pity me." Raie said truthfully, keeping her eyes upon his face.
"It shouldn't be me listening, it should be someone else," Snape answered uncomfortably, turning his face away from Raie's.
"Please, sir," she whispered urgently, giving Snape a tingling feeling in his stomach that he hadn't experienced since he was a teenager.
"No! Miss. Black, would you--" He stopped suddenly, to look at Raie's face, which had sunken instantly.
"I'd like to point out sir, that you started all of this," Raie said, a nerve etching in her voice.
"I know, I know--" he started.
"So I don't think you should be getting angry at me for something YOU started and kept interrogating me to tell you," Raie said, more annoyed then before.
"Miss Black! Would you just listen for one moment!" Snape said, growling.
"NO! I won't listen to it, because you'll only hurt my feelings more!" Raie said, coughing to choke back a sob.
"What?" Snape said, as if hearing the most depressing news in the world.
Raie turned a bright red. "May I serve my detention now," she said, nervously.
"What do you mean, I've hurt you feelings?" Snape said, almost sneering for Raie's sudden change of subject.
"MAY I SERVE MY DETENTION NOW?!" she yelled, to keep her from hearing Snape's voice.
"I believe you have," Snape said quietly.
"Good, I need to leave," Raie said, embarrassed and hurt at the same time.
Snape looked at Raie's hurt face. Can she not see? I just wanted to learn about her, to see if she really was Victoria's daughter. Is it not enough for a person to wonder. Doesn't she see that I wanted to learn MORE about her then I had already questioned? I wanted her presence in my classroom longer. No, I needed her presence.
"On the other hand, Miss. Black," He sneered slowly, as she turned around,
"I'd much rather prefer if you stayed here and did something worth while,"
"You couldn't make me stay if my life depended on it," she sneered as well, returning a glare to match Snape's.
In one swift movement, Snape was standing before her, and Raie, who's knees had weakened from his face, looked up into his eyes.
"Nothing?" He questioned again.
"Uh . erm ." Raie started, wanting so desperately to kiss his lips that were only inches from her own.
"Nothing?" He said, with more urgency in his voice.
Raie slowly leaned forward and closed her eyes, hoping she could fall upon his lips. But realizing that she must have looked like an idiot, slowly opened her eyes to see him looking at her.
"Is that what it is? Is that what you want?" He questioned seductively, as Raie bit her bottom lip, making sure not to cut her lip again.
Her eyes answered yes, and she knew that's what they were saying.
He leaned forward slowly, as if to kiss her lips, which to him, looked like delicate inventions of nature, but he directed his lips to her forehead and kissed it gently.
She pulled back suddenly, realizing she hadn't gotten what she wanted.
"I'm leaving," She said, crossing her arms, a playful smile across her face.
"Why?" Snape said, shocked.
"I didn't get what I wanted," Raie said, not wanting to move to quickly.
She turned around quickly, and exited out of the door, leaving Snape to his manly wonders, and Raie to her own female accusations.
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Ah, I tried to do the whole cliché cliff hanger thing, but to be perfectly honest, I SUCK AT IT! So I'll leave it at this, only to continue to the next chapter because I really, really have problems.
Hahahahaha, umm . please review! Have mercy!