A/N: I don't own anything that has to do with Harry Potter. So please don't sue me because I have no money. I may have a job, but I still have no money. So, you wouldn't get anything out of me anyway even if you did sue me.
"You are NOT going anywhere with that muggle-born tonight!!" Snape screamed at Nikita and slamed the closet door in her face.
"It's Friday night. It's the only night Derick has free. I wan't to spend time with him!" Nikita screamed through the closet door. "Let me out!!!" Nikita started pounding on the door.
"No. I am the authority, and what I say goes," Snape grunted while holding the closet door closed.
"I'm old enough to make my own decisions," Nikita said, giving up on trying to get out.
"You're only 16. You don't have enough experience and wisdom to make decisions on your own life," Snape shot at her.
"I'm never going to get enough of the experience you want me to have while I'm locked up in a closet," Nikita said, crossing her arms and shifting her weight to her right leg.
There was a sudden knock at the door.
"Come in!!" Snape screamed with frustration.
Albus Dumbledore came through the door. He smiled and nodded at Snape and the cabinet.
"Just a minor argument," Snape said embarassedly.
"I would guess. I heard the shouting outside your office as I was bypassing back from Sir Nicholas's Deathday Party," said Professor Dumbledore, smiling.
"Yes. Well, umm..." Snape was lost for words.
"Nikita, please come out of the closet," Professsor Dumbledore said.
Nikita slowly opened the door and stepped out of the closet. She closed the door behind her and stood there casually.
"I would let her go, Severus," Dumbledore said, looking Nikita over. She was wearing 3 inch thick heels, bell bottom jeans with a black belt, and a hippie-type shirt with flaring, long sleves.
"But the boy that she's dating..." Snape started. He stopped when Dumbledore brought his hand in the air.
"Love is a strange thing, Severus. It draws you to your extremes. She needs to get out anyway. You've kept her in that cabinet for too long." Dumbledore smiled as Snape took a shocked reaction to his face.
"How did you know that..." Snape started.
"I've been practicing a little magic with Professor Dumbledore. I never said that I wanted to give magic up completely," Nikita said, temperedly. "Did you think I wanted to be 100% muggle?"
"That was the impression you put on me," Snape said bitterly.
"Now, now. Don't bicker amoungst yourselves. Nikita, go ahead and meet Derick. He's waiting for you outside the Diagon Alley entrance, now."
"Professor Dumbledore, this is my business. If you don't mind, I would like to handle this situation myself." Snape was becoming upset that Professor Dumbledore was taking matters into his own hands.
"I'll be back later, Dad," Nikita said, grabbing her purse from the closet and headed out the office door.
"Oh no you won't be. You're not going anywhere. I forbid you to go!" Professor Snape shouted, grabbing Nikita by the arm and pulling her back.
"Severus..." Professor Dumbledore said sternly.
Snape let go of Nikita's arm. She turned and walked out the door. Dumbledore took a few steps closer to Snape.
"I would like to have a few words with you in my office, please," Professor Dumbledore said, looking over his specticals with a stare to kill.
"You are NOT going anywhere with that muggle-born tonight!!" Snape screamed at Nikita and slamed the closet door in her face.
"It's Friday night. It's the only night Derick has free. I wan't to spend time with him!" Nikita screamed through the closet door. "Let me out!!!" Nikita started pounding on the door.
"No. I am the authority, and what I say goes," Snape grunted while holding the closet door closed.
"I'm old enough to make my own decisions," Nikita said, giving up on trying to get out.
"You're only 16. You don't have enough experience and wisdom to make decisions on your own life," Snape shot at her.
"I'm never going to get enough of the experience you want me to have while I'm locked up in a closet," Nikita said, crossing her arms and shifting her weight to her right leg.
There was a sudden knock at the door.
"Come in!!" Snape screamed with frustration.
Albus Dumbledore came through the door. He smiled and nodded at Snape and the cabinet.
"Just a minor argument," Snape said embarassedly.
"I would guess. I heard the shouting outside your office as I was bypassing back from Sir Nicholas's Deathday Party," said Professor Dumbledore, smiling.
"Yes. Well, umm..." Snape was lost for words.
"Nikita, please come out of the closet," Professsor Dumbledore said.
Nikita slowly opened the door and stepped out of the closet. She closed the door behind her and stood there casually.
"I would let her go, Severus," Dumbledore said, looking Nikita over. She was wearing 3 inch thick heels, bell bottom jeans with a black belt, and a hippie-type shirt with flaring, long sleves.
"But the boy that she's dating..." Snape started. He stopped when Dumbledore brought his hand in the air.
"Love is a strange thing, Severus. It draws you to your extremes. She needs to get out anyway. You've kept her in that cabinet for too long." Dumbledore smiled as Snape took a shocked reaction to his face.
"How did you know that..." Snape started.
"I've been practicing a little magic with Professor Dumbledore. I never said that I wanted to give magic up completely," Nikita said, temperedly. "Did you think I wanted to be 100% muggle?"
"That was the impression you put on me," Snape said bitterly.
"Now, now. Don't bicker amoungst yourselves. Nikita, go ahead and meet Derick. He's waiting for you outside the Diagon Alley entrance, now."
"Professor Dumbledore, this is my business. If you don't mind, I would like to handle this situation myself." Snape was becoming upset that Professor Dumbledore was taking matters into his own hands.
"I'll be back later, Dad," Nikita said, grabbing her purse from the closet and headed out the office door.
"Oh no you won't be. You're not going anywhere. I forbid you to go!" Professor Snape shouted, grabbing Nikita by the arm and pulling her back.
"Severus..." Professor Dumbledore said sternly.
Snape let go of Nikita's arm. She turned and walked out the door. Dumbledore took a few steps closer to Snape.
"I would like to have a few words with you in my office, please," Professor Dumbledore said, looking over his specticals with a stare to kill.