*walks in feeling like a boa constrictor is on and around her head*
goodness. end-of-term periods are so damn hectic. *Snape agrees as he shuts
the door and sits* at least we agree on SOMETHING.
For the record, I do not know Professor Sinistra's first name, so I baptise her Dalya. (to keep with the flower names)
Anyhow, let's see what happens today, shall we? *hopes that lines show this time* ______________
~~~~ Lily Potter ~~~~
I feel somewhat odd as I walk through the main aisles of the school. There are no classes on New Year's Eve, and since all the students are here for the sum of the holidays, the castle is brimming with festive chatter.
But not when I go past.
Why are they all looking at me oddly? What has been discussed about me? Do they know about my scar, or the Midgard Serpent, or anything to that extent?
I sure do hope to God they don't.
"Potty has got a dark Mark! How's it feel, Potty? Does it burn when your daddy calls you?"
Avery. That slimeball from Slytherin that will not just leave me alone. I whirl around him, just as Alex points his wand at him, and Nigel scowls. "Don't you have better things to do, Avery? Heighten your intellingence by picking your nose or something?" I snap at him, but unconsciously my hand covers my sleeve underneath which lies my scar.
"Don't talk about things you know nothing about, Avery," Nigel warns in that calm way of his that can be so serious at times. "Or what? You'll levitate me off the ground?" the boy chides.
We look at each other, Nigel, Alex and myself. "Good idea!" we say all together and all three cast Wingardium Leviosa at Avery in the same time.
The Slytherin skyrockets with the speed of a comet towards the ceiling.
"Lily, Snape's coming this way!" a passing Hufflepuff first year by the name of Tina warns me as she hurries off, to escape residue from the Potion Master's wrath. We let the spell off, thus causing Avery to land with a thud.
I look at him with a blank stare, as the Slytherin moans and screams that we let him freefall from about 3 meters high, but I don't feel remorse in the least for him.
~~~~ Severus Snape ~~~~
That Avery is up to no good again. But I am rather amazed to see the latest Hogwarts trio attack with the levitation spell and then letting the boy freefall back to the stone slabs of the archway. It is not like Lily to be vindictive. She is breathing hard-- she knows I am coming, and that I will take points.
And she does not care. Her stare is cold and defiant and decidedly angry. It is a rather new expression in her. I am not surprised. The girl has to deal with dealings she barely understands, and rivalry or antagonism from peers is not going to be helpful.
"Professor, Potter, Diggory and Veris have attacked me, they wanted to kill me!" Avery claims, while writhing on the ground in an overdramatic, healthy manner. "To the infirmary with you, Avery." I keep my voice levelled and cool, as I address him without looking at the boy. Liam Avery is a dangerous addition to Slytherin. child of advent death eaters, he has been raised by the grandparents that had raised his father to be one of the most brutal minions of the late Dark Lord.
Merlin knows how much they have instilled in him, as well.
The boy scrambles up with a nasty glare and leaves. Lily, Diggory and Veris are looking at me, awaiting their demise.
I can't disappoint them.
"That will be 20 points from Gryffindor each, and 20 from Ravenclaw. next time you feel like harassing a pupil, do it in a more discreet manner." I sneer at the wincing children. Lily's eyes flash at my covert advice.
Yes, Gryffindor definitely is the other side of Slytherin. I know that now.
Finally, I do what I was coming here to do in the first place. "Follow me, Miss Potter. No, Mr. Diggory, you cannot come and the same goes for Mr. Veris."
~~~~ Lily Potter ~~~~
I followed the tall dark man, more curious than intimidated. I have come to realise that Severus Snape does not scare me-but he interests me to no end. He is like a cupboard with a ward not to open it, promising of interesting things to rummage through inside.
However dad had many times indicated, through his stories about Snape, that even breaking the ward to the Snape soul was a deadly thing to do-much less rummage through it on top of everything.
That does not make the mystery the dark man is any less intriguing. Too bad this puzzle is in the 'do not touch' list.
Professor Snape has led me to a room in the third level of the castle, way up in a small turret, through a trapdoor I would never have seen even if I had been looking for it. he is about to open up a small door for me.
He will die. you will suffer. You are going to watch, and then you will yield. Give it up!
~~~~ Severus Snape ~~~~
I have led the Potter girl in the Arithmancy Tower. It is only with arithmantic equations that we can pinpoint the connection between Lily, the pixies and the Serpent. Or rather, it is my way of confirming my suspicions before allowing myself to voice them to anxious parents. Dalya Sinistra comes here only for when the Arithmancy she is about to do is extremely advanced.
She had not visited this turret ever since the day I stabbed Potter to save his life. I am about to let her in the small circular room when she takes in a shaky breath, her eyes grow wide open, and the pupils shift colours like diamonds under the light of day.
She seems to be listening to something, and the fear in her face puts terror in my heart. What shall I do? How can I protect her?
Instictively, I touch her upper arm. A strong force throws me off, stumbling against the door I was about to open for her. She is shaking her head as if refusing something. Her lips are moving, but no sound comes. I strain to try and read what she is saying from her lip movement.
let you. be stopped . hate you!
And to my utter amazement, the fear leaves Lily's posture, she straightens up, levels her shoulders, and raising her hands cupped above her head, palms facing each other, little electric sparks interject. She makes her hands into fists and screams, and I can hear her this time:
"Tail-fire won't frighten me, you failed twice! You cannot touch me, and you never will!"
The Midgard Serpent bleeds with brilliant reddish blood, crimson drops snaking downwards towards Lily's elbow. A drop falls on the slab of the floor.
It sizzles.
And it is finally clear. Lily is targeted. Lily is powerful. Lily is what the Shadow had tried to leech with the Serpent.
Lily Potter is charistrega.
I know what to do now. I walk up to her and clutch the Serpent on her arm tightly, her blood oozing around my hand. I point my wand at her and mutter softly "Somniferus"
The child's eyes gently become their usual blue-green again, the stone-hard quality her muscles had disappears, and she comes out of the trance.
"What did you see?" I ask her, knowing that she will answer best before the spell takes full effect.
"I saw. the Fox." she sighs as sleep claims her.
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How did you like this chapter? *is very nervous, grabs Severus' brandy glass and chugs the contents* *frowns and then glares at the Potions Master* you transfigured this into ice tea or are you faking the brandy deal anyhow??
*smirks* Please, your comments will help so much! I am so scared that this is boring.
As for my reviewers:
Kemenran: There you go. One more Potter with a special gift. We will see what it is in next instalment, unless you can guess it from here. hehe. I think Lily would guess that that is the weasley car more than recognise it. It is after all, the only Ford Anglia in the forbidden forest. And yes, we are going to see Voldy, somewhat. *grin*
Tabitha: he has not yet gotten around to that, telling Harry, I mean. Snape likes to doublecheck and so he had wanted to do so with arithmancy. Events will sidetrack him, it seems. I am hoping to have some humour in this story. It is not one of great angst as GWTT is.
nightingale: I love digging into all kinds of old myths and creatures. The Midgard Serpent is norse mythology, and it was supposed to be a great rival of Thor (eventually killed each other). So it is true, but I have not followed the myth to a t. I never do as a matter of fact. I actually follow JK's take on the matter: taking the concept and tweaking it to fit my purposes. I am updating, even if I am low on review fuel. *winks*
For the record, I do not know Professor Sinistra's first name, so I baptise her Dalya. (to keep with the flower names)
Anyhow, let's see what happens today, shall we? *hopes that lines show this time* ______________
~~~~ Lily Potter ~~~~
I feel somewhat odd as I walk through the main aisles of the school. There are no classes on New Year's Eve, and since all the students are here for the sum of the holidays, the castle is brimming with festive chatter.
But not when I go past.
Why are they all looking at me oddly? What has been discussed about me? Do they know about my scar, or the Midgard Serpent, or anything to that extent?
I sure do hope to God they don't.
"Potty has got a dark Mark! How's it feel, Potty? Does it burn when your daddy calls you?"
Avery. That slimeball from Slytherin that will not just leave me alone. I whirl around him, just as Alex points his wand at him, and Nigel scowls. "Don't you have better things to do, Avery? Heighten your intellingence by picking your nose or something?" I snap at him, but unconsciously my hand covers my sleeve underneath which lies my scar.
"Don't talk about things you know nothing about, Avery," Nigel warns in that calm way of his that can be so serious at times. "Or what? You'll levitate me off the ground?" the boy chides.
We look at each other, Nigel, Alex and myself. "Good idea!" we say all together and all three cast Wingardium Leviosa at Avery in the same time.
The Slytherin skyrockets with the speed of a comet towards the ceiling.
"Lily, Snape's coming this way!" a passing Hufflepuff first year by the name of Tina warns me as she hurries off, to escape residue from the Potion Master's wrath. We let the spell off, thus causing Avery to land with a thud.
I look at him with a blank stare, as the Slytherin moans and screams that we let him freefall from about 3 meters high, but I don't feel remorse in the least for him.
~~~~ Severus Snape ~~~~
That Avery is up to no good again. But I am rather amazed to see the latest Hogwarts trio attack with the levitation spell and then letting the boy freefall back to the stone slabs of the archway. It is not like Lily to be vindictive. She is breathing hard-- she knows I am coming, and that I will take points.
And she does not care. Her stare is cold and defiant and decidedly angry. It is a rather new expression in her. I am not surprised. The girl has to deal with dealings she barely understands, and rivalry or antagonism from peers is not going to be helpful.
"Professor, Potter, Diggory and Veris have attacked me, they wanted to kill me!" Avery claims, while writhing on the ground in an overdramatic, healthy manner. "To the infirmary with you, Avery." I keep my voice levelled and cool, as I address him without looking at the boy. Liam Avery is a dangerous addition to Slytherin. child of advent death eaters, he has been raised by the grandparents that had raised his father to be one of the most brutal minions of the late Dark Lord.
Merlin knows how much they have instilled in him, as well.
The boy scrambles up with a nasty glare and leaves. Lily, Diggory and Veris are looking at me, awaiting their demise.
I can't disappoint them.
"That will be 20 points from Gryffindor each, and 20 from Ravenclaw. next time you feel like harassing a pupil, do it in a more discreet manner." I sneer at the wincing children. Lily's eyes flash at my covert advice.
Yes, Gryffindor definitely is the other side of Slytherin. I know that now.
Finally, I do what I was coming here to do in the first place. "Follow me, Miss Potter. No, Mr. Diggory, you cannot come and the same goes for Mr. Veris."
~~~~ Lily Potter ~~~~
I followed the tall dark man, more curious than intimidated. I have come to realise that Severus Snape does not scare me-but he interests me to no end. He is like a cupboard with a ward not to open it, promising of interesting things to rummage through inside.
However dad had many times indicated, through his stories about Snape, that even breaking the ward to the Snape soul was a deadly thing to do-much less rummage through it on top of everything.
That does not make the mystery the dark man is any less intriguing. Too bad this puzzle is in the 'do not touch' list.
Professor Snape has led me to a room in the third level of the castle, way up in a small turret, through a trapdoor I would never have seen even if I had been looking for it. he is about to open up a small door for me.
He will die. you will suffer. You are going to watch, and then you will yield. Give it up!
~~~~ Severus Snape ~~~~
I have led the Potter girl in the Arithmancy Tower. It is only with arithmantic equations that we can pinpoint the connection between Lily, the pixies and the Serpent. Or rather, it is my way of confirming my suspicions before allowing myself to voice them to anxious parents. Dalya Sinistra comes here only for when the Arithmancy she is about to do is extremely advanced.
She had not visited this turret ever since the day I stabbed Potter to save his life. I am about to let her in the small circular room when she takes in a shaky breath, her eyes grow wide open, and the pupils shift colours like diamonds under the light of day.
She seems to be listening to something, and the fear in her face puts terror in my heart. What shall I do? How can I protect her?
Instictively, I touch her upper arm. A strong force throws me off, stumbling against the door I was about to open for her. She is shaking her head as if refusing something. Her lips are moving, but no sound comes. I strain to try and read what she is saying from her lip movement.
let you. be stopped . hate you!
And to my utter amazement, the fear leaves Lily's posture, she straightens up, levels her shoulders, and raising her hands cupped above her head, palms facing each other, little electric sparks interject. She makes her hands into fists and screams, and I can hear her this time:
"Tail-fire won't frighten me, you failed twice! You cannot touch me, and you never will!"
The Midgard Serpent bleeds with brilliant reddish blood, crimson drops snaking downwards towards Lily's elbow. A drop falls on the slab of the floor.
It sizzles.
And it is finally clear. Lily is targeted. Lily is powerful. Lily is what the Shadow had tried to leech with the Serpent.
Lily Potter is charistrega.
I know what to do now. I walk up to her and clutch the Serpent on her arm tightly, her blood oozing around my hand. I point my wand at her and mutter softly "Somniferus"
The child's eyes gently become their usual blue-green again, the stone-hard quality her muscles had disappears, and she comes out of the trance.
"What did you see?" I ask her, knowing that she will answer best before the spell takes full effect.
"I saw. the Fox." she sighs as sleep claims her.
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How did you like this chapter? *is very nervous, grabs Severus' brandy glass and chugs the contents* *frowns and then glares at the Potions Master* you transfigured this into ice tea or are you faking the brandy deal anyhow??
*smirks* Please, your comments will help so much! I am so scared that this is boring.
As for my reviewers:
Kemenran: There you go. One more Potter with a special gift. We will see what it is in next instalment, unless you can guess it from here. hehe. I think Lily would guess that that is the weasley car more than recognise it. It is after all, the only Ford Anglia in the forbidden forest. And yes, we are going to see Voldy, somewhat. *grin*
Tabitha: he has not yet gotten around to that, telling Harry, I mean. Snape likes to doublecheck and so he had wanted to do so with arithmancy. Events will sidetrack him, it seems. I am hoping to have some humour in this story. It is not one of great angst as GWTT is.
nightingale: I love digging into all kinds of old myths and creatures. The Midgard Serpent is norse mythology, and it was supposed to be a great rival of Thor (eventually killed each other). So it is true, but I have not followed the myth to a t. I never do as a matter of fact. I actually follow JK's take on the matter: taking the concept and tweaking it to fit my purposes. I am updating, even if I am low on review fuel. *winks*