A/N Hi everybody, I hope you all had a great Christmas and New Year and I
hope you got everything you wanted. Well I have more of an idea where I'm
going with this thing. BUT I'm not telling you guys because that would just
spoil it.
Disclaimer:- JK Rowling owns Harry Potter, I merely own this story and Holly.
Dance for Me by Hermia LaFaye
To say that Severus Snape was angry would be the understatement of the century. He was practically frozen with rage, he wanted to kill people and tear them limb from limb in his anger and this was only the tip of the iceberg. In the space of a five minute walk from the dance studio to the dungeons he had taken fifty points total from the various houses and had sent Peeves in a catatonic state after several well aimed spells.
He flung open the door to his quarters and then slammed it behind him causing the windows to rattle. He slumped onto his chair and after seething for a few seconds let out a cry of pure frustration.
He stopped and after staring at the roaring fire in the gate decided that action was better than reaction. Getting up he walked out of his office with one sole place in mind, the headmaster's office.
Hermione was confused, never in all her lifetime had she seen such chaos. In the space of a few corridors she had seen about ten cowering first years that had flinched at the sight of her, two shaking portraits who as she had passed asked her if it was safe to come out yet. But upon asking them why they had simply gone back to shivering inside their frames despite her attempts to calm them. Eventually giving up she carried on walking.
It was about two flights of stairs and six corridors later that she heard it. It was like a flowing mantra, she couldn't quite make out the words but being the good and curious head girl that she was decided to investigate.
Following the sound she eventually reached a corridor near to her final destination, the dungeons. It was as she turned a corner that the mantra became more audible and she was finally able to pinpoint the voice as Peeves'. Reaching the point where it was most loudest she looked around, confused at first as the sound seem to come from right on top of her. It was then that she looked up.
The sight was more than he could bear and she stifled a laugh, there sat on the ceiling was Peeves rocking gently back and fourth a mad half smile on his face. Now finally she was able to make out the words of his mantra,
"Peeves is a good boy, Peeves is a good boy" was all said as he rocked back and fourth.
Hermione in her heart of hearts really didn't want to know how Peeves had got into this state but curiosity took over and she called out,
"Peeves are you ok?"
Peeves stopped his mantra and looked down at Hermione, he smiled and floated down to her,
"Why yes I am fine, thank you very much for the enquiry Miss Granger"
Hermione took his half mad expression,
"Are you sure Peeves, you don't look ok"
"Miss Granger, Peeves is fine and dandy, in fact how are you to-day is there anything Peeves can help you with because as everybody knows Peeves is a good boy" his left eye twitched as he said this
Hermione grinned nervously and began to back away slowly,
"Urm maybe have you seen Professor Snape?" she asked
At this Peeves began to scream loudly
"I'M A VERY GOOD BOY!!" and at this he melted into full on hysteria and glided full pelt back down the corridor still screaming his mantra at the top of his lungs.
Hermione pursed her lips and sighed, well one thing was for definite, Professor Snape had been there and had apparently had not been in a very good mood. Reaching the door to his office she deliberated whever or not she should knock on his door. Considering the devastation in the corridor he was quite obviously in no mood for visitors. But she had a message to deliver, so summoning all of her Gryfindor courage she raised her hand and rapped on the door. After a few minutes of waiting she decided that he wasn't in, clutching the rehearsal schedule in her hand she made her way to the Headmasters office.
"I'm afraid that I can't help you there Severus" the headmaster said
Severus looked at the Headmaster in shock,
"Albus you simply cannot expect me to embarrass myself like that in front of the whole school!" he roared
Albus looked at his friend and shook his head,
"Severus" he said gently "The whole faculty are taking part in this production, it's meant to be a bit of fun, a chance for us and the students to take part in something other than Quidditch and classroom exercises, after all that we've been through I think we all deserve at least that" he paused as he stood up from the chair "You especially"
Severus looked up at his mentors face, it was full of compassion and concern and most of all love. He wasn't going to fall for it,
"It won't wash with me Albus; you can't trap me with all that mushy sentimental crap that you pulled with everyone else"
Albus frowned and went to sit down behind his desk; it was time to bring out the big guns. Letting his shoulders sag forward and his smile fade, he began to look every bit if not older than his hundred plus years. He sank very visibly down into his chair and his hands began to quiver slightly. He looked at Severus and sighed,
"I know I've failed you so many times Severus, but I've tried to make it up to you. I've tried to make your time here happy, I thought that if somehow I did that it would make up for all the unhappiness that you've endured" he sighed "and now once again when my only goal was to make you happy I've failed you once again" Albus laid his head in his hands and sighed
Severus looked on at his friend and his performance,
"Fine!" he snapped "I'll do the sodding play if only for a little peace and quiet" he folded his arms over his chest and slouched back into his chair
Albus sat up the twinkle back in his eyes and a sly smirk on his face,
"Well now that's over with Severus, I suggest you go and find Miss Granger she has your rehearsal schedule"
Severus looked up in surprise,
"Why would Ms Granger have my rehearsal schedule?"
Albus raised an eyebrow,
"Oh didn't you hear she's playing Belle very talented young lady that she is, there was really no other choice for the lead. Well anyway, you and she will be rehearsing together quite a bit I expect." He smiled, Severus frowned.
Hermione looked dubiously at the gargoyle that guarded the headmasters office, she was about to try out some passwords when the gargoyle started to move aside, revealing behind it the exact person that she was looking for.
Looking Professor Snape up and down she mentally debated whever or not to approach him. He didn't look angry instead his familiar scowl was there, feeling slightly more confident she coughed slightly and he looked down at her in surprise,
"Professor Madam Swann wanted me to give you the rehearsal schedual for the play, your first one is in a week"
Handing him the piece of parchment, she stepped back and waited for his reaction.
Professor Snape took the parchment and looked it over and then nodded at Hermione and walked away.
Hermione watched as he just walked away, shaking her head and sighing she made her way back to the dance studio to collect her things. When she got there she found it was empty save for Holly and Harry, who were deep in conversation with each other,
"Hey Hermione what was batbreaths reaction to the schedule?"
Hermione frowned at Holly's description of their potions master,
"Holly, you shouldn't speak about people that way especially your teachers" she retorting sitting down next to her friends
"Aww come on Hermione" Holly said "That guy is screaming for a makeover, I know during the war, their was the whole 'it's a disguise thing' but seriously the war is over the guy needs an image change"
Hermione glowered at Holly who just shrugged at her, looking at Harry who just shook his head,
"Sorry Herm I'm with Holly on this one, the guy is a disgrace to all guys everywhere" he shuddered "That hair is disgusting; he needs to spend a week in bleach bath"
Hermione frowned again then sighed,
"Yeah I'll give you that one, but there's no need to make fun of people....even if they are overgrown bats"
"You know, I'll bet that if he got rid of the greasy hair and fixed himself up a bit Professor Snape would be a bit of alright" Holly said
The silence in the room was deafening until Holly began to giggle and slowly one by one the three friends dissolved in laughter, falling over each other clutching their sides.
Down in the dungeons Severus Snape was in his bathroom, his wand pointed at his head.
"Are you sure you want to do this dear, it is a bit drastic don't you think their are other ways" his mirror offered
"SHUT UP!!!!" he snapped
Severus hated that dam mirror; it had been a birthday present from Minerva. Who upon giving it to him told him that she had bought him a friend to keep him company? It goes without saying that Minerva had avoided him for several days after that particular incident.
Looking once more in the mirror he shook his head to clear his nerves, he resolved himself that he was going to do this, it was for the good of the school or so the dammed mirror had told him.
So with a swish and a flick of his wand and the utterance of a few simple words, his hair began to come out in large clumps. Fighting his gut retching nerves to scrinch, he reached up to his head and began to run his fingers through his hair to pull out all the now loose strands. When he was finally satisfied that there was no more loose hair left he looked in the mirror to see the final result. The result surprised even him.
His hair although still greasy was now cut shorter than he had worn it in years. It was now cut in short layers round his head and tapered into his neck at the back, several greasy strands flopping over onto his face. He appraised himself and decided that the overall effect wasn't bad, now all that was needed was to get rid of the grease. Professor Snape wasn't a proud man but when a hat and a mirror commented on ones appearance it was time to take action and so stripping off he stepped into the shower.
It was much later that sat in his favourite chair with a copy of most potente potions that Severus decided he hadn't felt this good in years. It was truly amazing what a good shower and a haircut could do for ones self esteem. Smiling slightly to himself he settled down for a good night of reading and relaxation.
Upstairs Albus Dumbledore sat back and chuckled quietly to himself
Disclaimer:- JK Rowling owns Harry Potter, I merely own this story and Holly.
Dance for Me by Hermia LaFaye
To say that Severus Snape was angry would be the understatement of the century. He was practically frozen with rage, he wanted to kill people and tear them limb from limb in his anger and this was only the tip of the iceberg. In the space of a five minute walk from the dance studio to the dungeons he had taken fifty points total from the various houses and had sent Peeves in a catatonic state after several well aimed spells.
He flung open the door to his quarters and then slammed it behind him causing the windows to rattle. He slumped onto his chair and after seething for a few seconds let out a cry of pure frustration.
He stopped and after staring at the roaring fire in the gate decided that action was better than reaction. Getting up he walked out of his office with one sole place in mind, the headmaster's office.
Hermione was confused, never in all her lifetime had she seen such chaos. In the space of a few corridors she had seen about ten cowering first years that had flinched at the sight of her, two shaking portraits who as she had passed asked her if it was safe to come out yet. But upon asking them why they had simply gone back to shivering inside their frames despite her attempts to calm them. Eventually giving up she carried on walking.
It was about two flights of stairs and six corridors later that she heard it. It was like a flowing mantra, she couldn't quite make out the words but being the good and curious head girl that she was decided to investigate.
Following the sound she eventually reached a corridor near to her final destination, the dungeons. It was as she turned a corner that the mantra became more audible and she was finally able to pinpoint the voice as Peeves'. Reaching the point where it was most loudest she looked around, confused at first as the sound seem to come from right on top of her. It was then that she looked up.
The sight was more than he could bear and she stifled a laugh, there sat on the ceiling was Peeves rocking gently back and fourth a mad half smile on his face. Now finally she was able to make out the words of his mantra,
"Peeves is a good boy, Peeves is a good boy" was all said as he rocked back and fourth.
Hermione in her heart of hearts really didn't want to know how Peeves had got into this state but curiosity took over and she called out,
"Peeves are you ok?"
Peeves stopped his mantra and looked down at Hermione, he smiled and floated down to her,
"Why yes I am fine, thank you very much for the enquiry Miss Granger"
Hermione took his half mad expression,
"Are you sure Peeves, you don't look ok"
"Miss Granger, Peeves is fine and dandy, in fact how are you to-day is there anything Peeves can help you with because as everybody knows Peeves is a good boy" his left eye twitched as he said this
Hermione grinned nervously and began to back away slowly,
"Urm maybe have you seen Professor Snape?" she asked
At this Peeves began to scream loudly
"I'M A VERY GOOD BOY!!" and at this he melted into full on hysteria and glided full pelt back down the corridor still screaming his mantra at the top of his lungs.
Hermione pursed her lips and sighed, well one thing was for definite, Professor Snape had been there and had apparently had not been in a very good mood. Reaching the door to his office she deliberated whever or not she should knock on his door. Considering the devastation in the corridor he was quite obviously in no mood for visitors. But she had a message to deliver, so summoning all of her Gryfindor courage she raised her hand and rapped on the door. After a few minutes of waiting she decided that he wasn't in, clutching the rehearsal schedule in her hand she made her way to the Headmasters office.
"I'm afraid that I can't help you there Severus" the headmaster said
Severus looked at the Headmaster in shock,
"Albus you simply cannot expect me to embarrass myself like that in front of the whole school!" he roared
Albus looked at his friend and shook his head,
"Severus" he said gently "The whole faculty are taking part in this production, it's meant to be a bit of fun, a chance for us and the students to take part in something other than Quidditch and classroom exercises, after all that we've been through I think we all deserve at least that" he paused as he stood up from the chair "You especially"
Severus looked up at his mentors face, it was full of compassion and concern and most of all love. He wasn't going to fall for it,
"It won't wash with me Albus; you can't trap me with all that mushy sentimental crap that you pulled with everyone else"
Albus frowned and went to sit down behind his desk; it was time to bring out the big guns. Letting his shoulders sag forward and his smile fade, he began to look every bit if not older than his hundred plus years. He sank very visibly down into his chair and his hands began to quiver slightly. He looked at Severus and sighed,
"I know I've failed you so many times Severus, but I've tried to make it up to you. I've tried to make your time here happy, I thought that if somehow I did that it would make up for all the unhappiness that you've endured" he sighed "and now once again when my only goal was to make you happy I've failed you once again" Albus laid his head in his hands and sighed
Severus looked on at his friend and his performance,
"Fine!" he snapped "I'll do the sodding play if only for a little peace and quiet" he folded his arms over his chest and slouched back into his chair
Albus sat up the twinkle back in his eyes and a sly smirk on his face,
"Well now that's over with Severus, I suggest you go and find Miss Granger she has your rehearsal schedule"
Severus looked up in surprise,
"Why would Ms Granger have my rehearsal schedule?"
Albus raised an eyebrow,
"Oh didn't you hear she's playing Belle very talented young lady that she is, there was really no other choice for the lead. Well anyway, you and she will be rehearsing together quite a bit I expect." He smiled, Severus frowned.
Hermione looked dubiously at the gargoyle that guarded the headmasters office, she was about to try out some passwords when the gargoyle started to move aside, revealing behind it the exact person that she was looking for.
Looking Professor Snape up and down she mentally debated whever or not to approach him. He didn't look angry instead his familiar scowl was there, feeling slightly more confident she coughed slightly and he looked down at her in surprise,
"Professor Madam Swann wanted me to give you the rehearsal schedual for the play, your first one is in a week"
Handing him the piece of parchment, she stepped back and waited for his reaction.
Professor Snape took the parchment and looked it over and then nodded at Hermione and walked away.
Hermione watched as he just walked away, shaking her head and sighing she made her way back to the dance studio to collect her things. When she got there she found it was empty save for Holly and Harry, who were deep in conversation with each other,
"Hey Hermione what was batbreaths reaction to the schedule?"
Hermione frowned at Holly's description of their potions master,
"Holly, you shouldn't speak about people that way especially your teachers" she retorting sitting down next to her friends
"Aww come on Hermione" Holly said "That guy is screaming for a makeover, I know during the war, their was the whole 'it's a disguise thing' but seriously the war is over the guy needs an image change"
Hermione glowered at Holly who just shrugged at her, looking at Harry who just shook his head,
"Sorry Herm I'm with Holly on this one, the guy is a disgrace to all guys everywhere" he shuddered "That hair is disgusting; he needs to spend a week in bleach bath"
Hermione frowned again then sighed,
"Yeah I'll give you that one, but there's no need to make fun of people....even if they are overgrown bats"
"You know, I'll bet that if he got rid of the greasy hair and fixed himself up a bit Professor Snape would be a bit of alright" Holly said
The silence in the room was deafening until Holly began to giggle and slowly one by one the three friends dissolved in laughter, falling over each other clutching their sides.
Down in the dungeons Severus Snape was in his bathroom, his wand pointed at his head.
"Are you sure you want to do this dear, it is a bit drastic don't you think their are other ways" his mirror offered
"SHUT UP!!!!" he snapped
Severus hated that dam mirror; it had been a birthday present from Minerva. Who upon giving it to him told him that she had bought him a friend to keep him company? It goes without saying that Minerva had avoided him for several days after that particular incident.
Looking once more in the mirror he shook his head to clear his nerves, he resolved himself that he was going to do this, it was for the good of the school or so the dammed mirror had told him.
So with a swish and a flick of his wand and the utterance of a few simple words, his hair began to come out in large clumps. Fighting his gut retching nerves to scrinch, he reached up to his head and began to run his fingers through his hair to pull out all the now loose strands. When he was finally satisfied that there was no more loose hair left he looked in the mirror to see the final result. The result surprised even him.
His hair although still greasy was now cut shorter than he had worn it in years. It was now cut in short layers round his head and tapered into his neck at the back, several greasy strands flopping over onto his face. He appraised himself and decided that the overall effect wasn't bad, now all that was needed was to get rid of the grease. Professor Snape wasn't a proud man but when a hat and a mirror commented on ones appearance it was time to take action and so stripping off he stepped into the shower.
It was much later that sat in his favourite chair with a copy of most potente potions that Severus decided he hadn't felt this good in years. It was truly amazing what a good shower and a haircut could do for ones self esteem. Smiling slightly to himself he settled down for a good night of reading and relaxation.
Upstairs Albus Dumbledore sat back and chuckled quietly to himself