"Nikita is really nice and really cool. What's your problem with her?" Ron asked Hermione as they and Harry sat on the floor in the middle of the boys' fourth year dorm room after returning from Hogsmeade.
"She just doesn't seem what she says she is. I mean, she even says she's Snape's daughter. Snape's never even mensioned having a wife, girlfriend, or even adopting or anything on that order. It all just seems so suspicious." Hermione stood up and started walking around the room.
"This is Snape we're talking about, 'Mione. Of course he'd never say anything about something on that topic. It would look bad on his reputation, though it's not bad enough as it is," Harry said, watching her pace back and forth. Ron laughed; Hermione gave him an angered look.
"But she seems so different from him. It's just not wanting to click. They look veaguely like one another, but still. It's just not possible in my mind." Hermione ploped herself onto Ron's bed.
"But look at Harry and the Dursleys. They look and act nothing alike and they're still related," Ron said. He got up and pulled Hermione to a sitting position.
"I don't know what to believe," Hermione sighed.
"'Mione, you analize stuff too much." Harry stood up and walked over to his bed. "You've really gotta get out of that habit." He sat down.
"Well, it's almost time for dinner. We better go down and get our seats." Ron pulled Hermione off of his bed and the three of them went down to dinner.
**Meanwhile in Snapes Office**
"Get in the closet and stay there. I banned you from Hogsmeade and I ment it!" Snape slammed the closet door in her face.
"You actually think I'd listen to you?" Nikita asked through the door.
"I expect you to listen to me because I'm your father. That's what children do. They listen to their parents." Snape closed his desk drawer.
"Children don't always listen to their parents. It's a fact. And another fact, I'm not a child, I'm a teenager." Nikita was trying to talk her way out of the closet, but had no luck.
"Oh, shut up, you little brat. You don't know what's good for you." Snape walked out of the office and slamed the door hard behind him.
"Obviously you don't know what's good for me either," Nikita said quietly on the floor of the closet.
The office door came flying back open.
"What did you say?" Snape screamed.
"Nothing for the good of you." Nikita was very annoyed.
"No meals for a month!" Snape slammed the door again and this time walked away.
Nikita sat there and stared at the doors of the closet. She was so angered she didn't know what else to do at the moment.
"After about ten minutes, she heard the office door open and close again. Footsteps came close to the closet and stopped in the front of it. She heard the door unlock and the footsteps go backwards.
"Come out Nikita," The voice said.
Nikita stood up, opened the door, and stepped out of the closet. She found Professor Dumbledore standing in the middle of the office with a tray of her favorite foods.
"Professor..." Nikita was about to cry with joy.
"Hush. You need to eat. Now come and sit at the desk." Professor Dumbledore walked over to the desk and put the tray down. Nikita sat in the chair and ate like she hadn't eaten in a week.
When Nikita was eating desserts, Professor Snape walked into the room. He stood there and stared at what he saw.Nikita looked up from her slice of pie, nodded at him, and then went back to eating.
Snape took a deep breath in, swallowed, and walked out the door. He knew he had to contain himself because Professor Dumbledore had more power than he did, and he'd be dead within seconds.
"Severus, to my office. Nikita, feel free to go out into the town tonight." Dumbledore smiled at her and winked, then he walked out the door.
Nikita finished eating. She took the tray to the kitchen for the house elves to clean and put away and then left to meander around London.
"She just doesn't seem what she says she is. I mean, she even says she's Snape's daughter. Snape's never even mensioned having a wife, girlfriend, or even adopting or anything on that order. It all just seems so suspicious." Hermione stood up and started walking around the room.
"This is Snape we're talking about, 'Mione. Of course he'd never say anything about something on that topic. It would look bad on his reputation, though it's not bad enough as it is," Harry said, watching her pace back and forth. Ron laughed; Hermione gave him an angered look.
"But she seems so different from him. It's just not wanting to click. They look veaguely like one another, but still. It's just not possible in my mind." Hermione ploped herself onto Ron's bed.
"But look at Harry and the Dursleys. They look and act nothing alike and they're still related," Ron said. He got up and pulled Hermione to a sitting position.
"I don't know what to believe," Hermione sighed.
"'Mione, you analize stuff too much." Harry stood up and walked over to his bed. "You've really gotta get out of that habit." He sat down.
"Well, it's almost time for dinner. We better go down and get our seats." Ron pulled Hermione off of his bed and the three of them went down to dinner.
**Meanwhile in Snapes Office**
"Get in the closet and stay there. I banned you from Hogsmeade and I ment it!" Snape slammed the closet door in her face.
"You actually think I'd listen to you?" Nikita asked through the door.
"I expect you to listen to me because I'm your father. That's what children do. They listen to their parents." Snape closed his desk drawer.
"Children don't always listen to their parents. It's a fact. And another fact, I'm not a child, I'm a teenager." Nikita was trying to talk her way out of the closet, but had no luck.
"Oh, shut up, you little brat. You don't know what's good for you." Snape walked out of the office and slamed the door hard behind him.
"Obviously you don't know what's good for me either," Nikita said quietly on the floor of the closet.
The office door came flying back open.
"What did you say?" Snape screamed.
"Nothing for the good of you." Nikita was very annoyed.
"No meals for a month!" Snape slammed the door again and this time walked away.
Nikita sat there and stared at the doors of the closet. She was so angered she didn't know what else to do at the moment.
"After about ten minutes, she heard the office door open and close again. Footsteps came close to the closet and stopped in the front of it. She heard the door unlock and the footsteps go backwards.
"Come out Nikita," The voice said.
Nikita stood up, opened the door, and stepped out of the closet. She found Professor Dumbledore standing in the middle of the office with a tray of her favorite foods.
"Professor..." Nikita was about to cry with joy.
"Hush. You need to eat. Now come and sit at the desk." Professor Dumbledore walked over to the desk and put the tray down. Nikita sat in the chair and ate like she hadn't eaten in a week.
When Nikita was eating desserts, Professor Snape walked into the room. He stood there and stared at what he saw.Nikita looked up from her slice of pie, nodded at him, and then went back to eating.
Snape took a deep breath in, swallowed, and walked out the door. He knew he had to contain himself because Professor Dumbledore had more power than he did, and he'd be dead within seconds.
"Severus, to my office. Nikita, feel free to go out into the town tonight." Dumbledore smiled at her and winked, then he walked out the door.
Nikita finished eating. She took the tray to the kitchen for the house elves to clean and put away and then left to meander around London.