"As you know, finals are in two weeks." Snape gave an evil grin as he spoke to the class. "I expect you are all have started studying?"
The whole class groaned. Hermione was the only one that smiled with happiness because she actually did start studying. It was obviously a Monday, because everyone was still droaned out from the weekend.
"Just as I expected. At this, I will make the test even more difficult."
"No matter what, Hermione's the only one outside of Slytherin that'll do well," Ron whispered to Harry. Harry agreed.
They went back to listening to Professor Snape droan on about potions. They still talked off and on about different things behind Snape's back.
After potions class, Snape went to Professor Dumbledore's office. He said the password and went up the spiraling staircase.
"Excuse me, Albus. May I speak with you please?" Snape asked, walking in the door. He stopped not far inside the door.
"Of course, Severus. Come, sit down." Dumbledore jestured to the chair next to his desk. Snape sat down.
"Albus, I don't know what to do." Snape rubbed his face.
"I'm guessing the act of trying to be nice didn't go over well?" Dumbledore gave a general smile.
"No, it didn't. She caught on pretty quickly. I have no clue what I'm doing wrong." Snape looked at Dumbledore with pleas for help in his eyes.
"I can speak with her if you would like me to," Dumbledore suggested.
"If you don't mind. I'm all out of ideas on how to try and control her." Snape stood up.
"Anything else you would like to talk about Severus?" Dumbledore asked, eyes following a pacing Snape.
Snape stopped dead in his tracks. He stood and thought. "No, sir."
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I need to send this to the minestry." Dumbledore stood up from his desk and walked over to the door with a peice of parchment.
They both went down the staircase. Dumbledore went to the owlery and Snape went to the Dungeons. When Snape got back into his office, he found Nikita organizing papers. He just stood in the doorway, starring.
"What?" Nikita looked up from her work.
"What in the bloody fucknig hell are you doing?" Rage started to take over Snape's face, and slowly the rest of his body.
"I'm organizing your assignments and tests. They are being sorted into house, year the student is in, and the date each assignment was due or test was taken. It only took me an hour for me to do most of it. I'm almost done." She went back to doing her work.
"You little bitch," Snape scolded, stomping his foot on the floor. He put a minor dent into it.
"I'm amazed though. The grades you give some of these students. Tisk tisk. Even Hermione Granger. She's a very bright girl. She had every question correct on her tests and you still failed her for no reason. Very very poor in your part." NIkita shook her head in disappointment
"Shut your mouth and get out of my desk. You shouldn't have gone through my things without my permission and now you will be properly diciplined!" Snape walked over to her and slapped her across the face. He then picked her up to throw her across the room.
The office door went flying open and Professor Dumbledore walked in. Snape just stood there and starred at him, holding Nikita in the air. Nikita was still cowarding, pulling her head in like a turtle.
"Put her down Severus," Dumbledore said. He did so. "Nikita, if you will come with me please, I would like to speak with you in private." Nikita walked out the door behind Professor Dumbledore, leaving Snape in his office, alone.
The whole class groaned. Hermione was the only one that smiled with happiness because she actually did start studying. It was obviously a Monday, because everyone was still droaned out from the weekend.
"Just as I expected. At this, I will make the test even more difficult."
"No matter what, Hermione's the only one outside of Slytherin that'll do well," Ron whispered to Harry. Harry agreed.
They went back to listening to Professor Snape droan on about potions. They still talked off and on about different things behind Snape's back.
After potions class, Snape went to Professor Dumbledore's office. He said the password and went up the spiraling staircase.
"Excuse me, Albus. May I speak with you please?" Snape asked, walking in the door. He stopped not far inside the door.
"Of course, Severus. Come, sit down." Dumbledore jestured to the chair next to his desk. Snape sat down.
"Albus, I don't know what to do." Snape rubbed his face.
"I'm guessing the act of trying to be nice didn't go over well?" Dumbledore gave a general smile.
"No, it didn't. She caught on pretty quickly. I have no clue what I'm doing wrong." Snape looked at Dumbledore with pleas for help in his eyes.
"I can speak with her if you would like me to," Dumbledore suggested.
"If you don't mind. I'm all out of ideas on how to try and control her." Snape stood up.
"Anything else you would like to talk about Severus?" Dumbledore asked, eyes following a pacing Snape.
Snape stopped dead in his tracks. He stood and thought. "No, sir."
"Well, if you'll excuse me, I need to send this to the minestry." Dumbledore stood up from his desk and walked over to the door with a peice of parchment.
They both went down the staircase. Dumbledore went to the owlery and Snape went to the Dungeons. When Snape got back into his office, he found Nikita organizing papers. He just stood in the doorway, starring.
"What?" Nikita looked up from her work.
"What in the bloody fucknig hell are you doing?" Rage started to take over Snape's face, and slowly the rest of his body.
"I'm organizing your assignments and tests. They are being sorted into house, year the student is in, and the date each assignment was due or test was taken. It only took me an hour for me to do most of it. I'm almost done." She went back to doing her work.
"You little bitch," Snape scolded, stomping his foot on the floor. He put a minor dent into it.
"I'm amazed though. The grades you give some of these students. Tisk tisk. Even Hermione Granger. She's a very bright girl. She had every question correct on her tests and you still failed her for no reason. Very very poor in your part." NIkita shook her head in disappointment
"Shut your mouth and get out of my desk. You shouldn't have gone through my things without my permission and now you will be properly diciplined!" Snape walked over to her and slapped her across the face. He then picked her up to throw her across the room.
The office door went flying open and Professor Dumbledore walked in. Snape just stood there and starred at him, holding Nikita in the air. Nikita was still cowarding, pulling her head in like a turtle.
"Put her down Severus," Dumbledore said. He did so. "Nikita, if you will come with me please, I would like to speak with you in private." Nikita walked out the door behind Professor Dumbledore, leaving Snape in his office, alone.