Tirza rolled over and stretched, then rolled over again-right off the bed.
"Ouch!" she yelped as she landed on the floor. Within seconds, Snape was in
her bedroom wondering what she had done to herself now. She was giggling,
still sitting on the floor. "I rolled right off my bed!" she laughed. Snape
chuckled and lifted her up. "I trust you did not seriously damage
yourself?" he asked. She giggled again. "I landed on my ass and that floor
is hard, even with carpet! Why do you live down here with these hard floors
anyway?" She flopped into the armchair and caught the look on Snape's face.
"I know, I know." "Don't jump on the furniture," they said in unison. He
took the chair across from her. "It is peaceful down here... or it was
until you came," he told her with a wink. She playfully stuck her tongue
out at him. "I'm hungry. Are we gonna go to breakfast?"
Snape shook his head. "It's past breakfast." Tirza looked surprised. "What
time is it?" "9:30" "Why'd you let me sleep?" Snape smiled at her. "I heard
you still up around 4 and thought you would need the sleep so you would not
be cranky all day." She shook her head. "How do you hear everything?"
"Isn't that what parents are supposed to do?" "No, cuz then I can't get
away with anything!" Snape winked at her. "Precisely." After a trip to see
the house elves and get hot chocolate, an orange, and pancakes, Tirza
settled in the chair to eat her breakfast. "Well, I guess everyone's left
for Hogsmeade already. I didn't get to say bye to Oliver," Tirza pouted.
"So what are we gonna do today?" "We?" Snape asked. "Yeah. You're the one
that grounded me so now you get to keep me busy." Snape chuckled. "So that
is the way it works; more of a punishment for me than for you." "Hey!"
Tirza laughed, but pretended to look offended. "Can I fly some more with
Madame Hooch?" "She went to Hogsmeade for the day." She thought for a
moment, and then her face lit up. "Can you teach me more flying? Please?"
Snape nodded. "Finish eating, get dressed and then we'll go." "Yippy!"
"Ready!" Tirza announced. She was wearing black jeans, a black t-shirt, a black sweater, and a black jacket. "Now I look like you," she told him, proud of herself. Snape chuckled as she pulled a black knit cap out of her pocket and put it on. "Don't laugh, my ears get cold!" "No, I was laughing because you seem to voluntarily wish to look like me." She nodded. "I like you; I love you! I think its fun to match, but only sometimes, because black can be such a depressing color. Like I told ya before, I think you're cool, even if all the other kids don't." He shook his head and led her outside. It wasn't long before Tirza was flying five feet in the air. "Be careful, no tricks," Snape warned her. She ignored him and started zigzagging around and trying other things that she had seen Harry do. Unfortunately, she wasn't nearly as good as Harry and when trying to make a sharp turn, she fell off. Snape whipped out his wand. "Accio Tirza." (Okay, I don't know if that spell can actually summon a person or not, but it's my story, so it will, LOL!) Tirza slowly floated over to him and he set her on the ground and gently, but firmly shook her shoulders. "You have a problem listening, child! What did I just tell you about tricks?" Tirza pulled on her ears and a confused look came over her face. "I'm sorry, can you say that again? I've been having trouble listening." Snape chuckled in spite of himself; she certainly had inherited his ability to always have a quick comeback ready. He playfully swatted her bottom and she mounted the broom again. "Wheee!" she shouted as she took off. Snape shook his head and smiled. A few minutes later she came to a stop in front of him. "Come with me." He raised an eyebrow. "I wanna fly with you." He relented and mounted the broom, then lifted her on in front. Snape wrapped his arms around her and took off. "See, you're good. I wanna fly like you someday!" Tirza told him. "I have been flying for a long time. I am sure that when you are my age you will also be very good at flying." She nodded. "But that will be like forever until I'm as old as you." Snape shook his head as she giggled.
At lunch, there was just Snape, Dumbledore and ten students. They all sat at one table; there was really no need to make a mess at all the tables. Tirza sat between Dumbledore and her father, happily slurping her soup. "Do not slurp," Snape told her. She slurped again. "Why not? It's fun." "Because..." Snape was interrupted by another slurp, this time from Dumbledore! Snape looked at the old wizard as though he was insane and Dumbledore chuckled. "She's right you know, it is rather fun." Tirza picked up her spoon and she and the old wizard slurped their soup together, causing Snape to groan. "You are setting a bad example of manners for the children; particularly mine." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "No he's not, he's fun!" Tirza interjected. "I don't think the children will be ruined by having a little fun now and again Severus; and I wouldn't worry so much about Tirza if I were you, she's a very good girl." "Obviously you haven't spent any significant amount of time with her," Snape retorted. "Hey!" Tirza shouted, flinging a saltine at him, which bounced of his chest and plunked into his soup. Dumbledore chuckled and Tirza giggled, while Snape looked absolutely horrified. "Tirza, I thought we had discussed throwing food at the dinner table?" he asked sternly. "We did, but this is the lunch table. It won't be the dinner table until later!" Dumbledore's shoulders began to shake with the laughter he was fighting to hold back. Snape gave her a look and turned back to his soup. A roll then bounced off his head and he turned angrily to Tirza. "Alright young lady, you are done with lunch, go to your room this instant." Her mouth hung open. "It wasn't me! It was him!" She pointed to Dumbledore. "Apparently the day without your TV taught you nothing about refraining from lying. I see I shall have to resort to stronger methods." Tirza's face paled; she had a pretty good idea what he was thinking of. Dumbledore reached over and put a hand on Snape's shoulder. "Severus, do not be so quick to jump to conclusions. I am the one who threw that at you, all in good fun." A look of utter bewilderment flew across Snape's face and he turned to look at the children sitting around them. "Did he really?" The students nodded, looking in amazement at the headmaster. He turned to Tirza who frowned at him. "Don't pick on me all the time!" "I'm sorry," Snape whispered to her. She pulled on her ears again. "I'm sorry, I have been having SO much trouble hearing lately, can you say that again?" If looks could kill, the one he shot Tirza would have put her six feet under in an instant. "I said I was sorry," he repeated a bit more loudly this time. Tirza giggled at the slight blush that came over Snape's face as he turned again to eat. He didn't notice that Tirza tossed a roll at Dumbledore, who tossed one back; only Tirza ducked and it hit Snape's nose. This time everyone but Snape roared with laughter. Tirza scooted to the other side of Dumbledore. "It wasn't me!" she yelled to Snape. Having enough of being the butt of everyone's jokes, an evil and mischievous look came over Snape's face. He got up from the table and headed towards Tirza who still sat beside Dumbledore. Tirza ducked under the table and began to crawl towards the other end. Snape, one step ahead of her, went to the other side. Her head popped up moments later and he grabbed her, holding her tight, than smashed a piece of pumpkin pie on her head.
The students, who were all little first years that were absolutely terrified of the horrible potions master, stared at Snape with their mouths hanging open. Tirza flicked pie out of her eyes and doubled over with laughter. She grabbed a piece of the pie and smeared it all over the front of his robes. "Now we're even," she said, giggling. "Not quite," Snape then reached for a pitcher of pumpkin juice and poured it over her head, laughing when Tirza screamed as the cold liquid soaked through her clothes. "Okay, you asked for this: FOOD FIGHT!" Tirza grabbed a slice of pie and flung it at Dumbledore, coating part of his flowing beard in orange. The old wizard chuckled and tossed an entire chocolate cake in her direction. Tirza tried to duck, but Snape picked her up as a shield and the cake went SPLAT all over her face. She turned in Snape's arms and planted several chocolate and whip cream filled kisses all over his face. She giggled and tossed a pitcher of pumpkin juice at him. "What's wrong with him?" a little girl asked the boy who sat next to her. "I don't know. I'm frightened." Both Snape and Tirza then turned and launched an attack of rolls at the headmaster. Several minutes later, every item of food that could be thrown was thrown and Snape, Tirza and Dumbledore were covered head to toe. Tirza giggled insanely as she pointed at Snape. "Daddy, you look crazy!" He pointed a long white finger at her. "You should see yourself little miss!" Dumbledore, still laughing, pulled his wand from his messy robes and cleaned the mess in the Great Hall. All that still needed cleaning were he, Snape and Tirza. Snape turned, suddenly serious, to the group of students that still sat in shock. "Talk of this to no one." They nodded solemnly as Snape and Tirza started to leave, the little girl giggling so hard so could hardly walk. "I wanna piggy back ride!" "A what?" Snape asked. She shook her head. "Bend down." Tirza crawled on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his stomach. "Run horsey, run!" Snape stood there for a moment, and then looked back at the students. The horror on their faces was priceless. "Let's give them one last scare," he whispered to Tirza. She nodded and suddenly Snape whinnied like a horse and took off running through the length of the Hall and out the door. "Heigh-ho Silver, away!" Tirza yelled from the hallway. One of the little girls sitting at the table suddenly slumped and fell backwards off the bench.
"Daddy, you are so much fun!" Tirza giggled and gave him another kiss full of whip cream as he ran her a bath. He smiled at her. "Alright I will admit that it was, but it will not be an all the time thing, understand?" She nodded and kissed him again. "Did you see the looks on those kids' faces?" she asked. She and Snape both burst out laughing. "And now you my dear need to wash yourself up." Tirza nodded and Snape closed the bathroom door behind him, heading for his own private shower in his room. He truly hadn't the slightest clue what possessed him to do that, but he had to admit, it was fun.
Tirza sat curled up in Snape's lap, sound asleep. Her wet hair was drying in funny little bunches and springing out all over the place. He kissed her head and chuckled when he smelled her vanilla bubble bath. He adjusted her weight slightly and she never moved. He marveled at the way a little girl could change a person. Before she had come, he would have had a heart attack if anything pink came within a foot of his dungeon; he'd still think he was an expert on children and give his advice to the other teachers whether they thought they needed it or not. If there was one prominent thing Tirza had taught him, it was that he knew nothing when it came to children other than how to frighten them into obedience. Even that did not always work, such as with the Weasley twins and Potter. A knock disturbed him from his peaceful thoughts. He gently laid Tirza on the couch and opened the door; it was Oliver Wood. "I felt bad that Tirza wasn't allowed to go this weekend and bought her some chocolate frogs. Is she here?" Suddenly Tirza rolled over in her sleep and rolled right off the couch, landing on the hard dungeon floor with a loud SMACK. "Apparently so," Snape answered. "Ow, god!" she shouted. "Yes, I'd say she is most definitely here." Snape commented. Oliver rushed over and helped Tirza up. "You okay?" She nodded, rubbing her side. "That's gonna leave a big ass bruise," she mumbled. "Back from Hogsmeade already?" He nodded. "I hope you can come next time, I didn't have as much fun without you dragging me all over the place." Tirza giggled. "At least I didn't make you carry a bunny home this time." He chuckled and handed her the package from Honeydukes. "Did you get this for me?" she asked. He nodded and smiled. She beamed at him and opened the bag, peering in at the four chocolate frogs and a lemon sucker. "I remembered that lemon was your favorite." "Wow, you didn't have to get these for me! You are really sweet!" Oliver smiled. "Not a problem; you are pretty sweet yourself. I should go; enjoy those okay?" She nodded and stared after Oliver as he left. 'He really likes me,' she thought. She had just popped the sucker in her mouth when there was another on the door. "What is this, the London train station?" Snape muttered. Hermione stood outside the door, a rolled up purple sleeping bag under one arm and a small bag under the other. "Hey!" Tirza greeted her. "We are gonna have so much fun!" Hermione nodded and both girls giggled and headed for Tirza's room. Snape shook his head. "They will have fun and I will have an enormous headache."
A/N: Stay tuned for the sleepover fun! I will try and have it up by tomorrow night, but if not, for sure by Tuesday night. Much love to all my readers!
"Ready!" Tirza announced. She was wearing black jeans, a black t-shirt, a black sweater, and a black jacket. "Now I look like you," she told him, proud of herself. Snape chuckled as she pulled a black knit cap out of her pocket and put it on. "Don't laugh, my ears get cold!" "No, I was laughing because you seem to voluntarily wish to look like me." She nodded. "I like you; I love you! I think its fun to match, but only sometimes, because black can be such a depressing color. Like I told ya before, I think you're cool, even if all the other kids don't." He shook his head and led her outside. It wasn't long before Tirza was flying five feet in the air. "Be careful, no tricks," Snape warned her. She ignored him and started zigzagging around and trying other things that she had seen Harry do. Unfortunately, she wasn't nearly as good as Harry and when trying to make a sharp turn, she fell off. Snape whipped out his wand. "Accio Tirza." (Okay, I don't know if that spell can actually summon a person or not, but it's my story, so it will, LOL!) Tirza slowly floated over to him and he set her on the ground and gently, but firmly shook her shoulders. "You have a problem listening, child! What did I just tell you about tricks?" Tirza pulled on her ears and a confused look came over her face. "I'm sorry, can you say that again? I've been having trouble listening." Snape chuckled in spite of himself; she certainly had inherited his ability to always have a quick comeback ready. He playfully swatted her bottom and she mounted the broom again. "Wheee!" she shouted as she took off. Snape shook his head and smiled. A few minutes later she came to a stop in front of him. "Come with me." He raised an eyebrow. "I wanna fly with you." He relented and mounted the broom, then lifted her on in front. Snape wrapped his arms around her and took off. "See, you're good. I wanna fly like you someday!" Tirza told him. "I have been flying for a long time. I am sure that when you are my age you will also be very good at flying." She nodded. "But that will be like forever until I'm as old as you." Snape shook his head as she giggled.
At lunch, there was just Snape, Dumbledore and ten students. They all sat at one table; there was really no need to make a mess at all the tables. Tirza sat between Dumbledore and her father, happily slurping her soup. "Do not slurp," Snape told her. She slurped again. "Why not? It's fun." "Because..." Snape was interrupted by another slurp, this time from Dumbledore! Snape looked at the old wizard as though he was insane and Dumbledore chuckled. "She's right you know, it is rather fun." Tirza picked up her spoon and she and the old wizard slurped their soup together, causing Snape to groan. "You are setting a bad example of manners for the children; particularly mine." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "No he's not, he's fun!" Tirza interjected. "I don't think the children will be ruined by having a little fun now and again Severus; and I wouldn't worry so much about Tirza if I were you, she's a very good girl." "Obviously you haven't spent any significant amount of time with her," Snape retorted. "Hey!" Tirza shouted, flinging a saltine at him, which bounced of his chest and plunked into his soup. Dumbledore chuckled and Tirza giggled, while Snape looked absolutely horrified. "Tirza, I thought we had discussed throwing food at the dinner table?" he asked sternly. "We did, but this is the lunch table. It won't be the dinner table until later!" Dumbledore's shoulders began to shake with the laughter he was fighting to hold back. Snape gave her a look and turned back to his soup. A roll then bounced off his head and he turned angrily to Tirza. "Alright young lady, you are done with lunch, go to your room this instant." Her mouth hung open. "It wasn't me! It was him!" She pointed to Dumbledore. "Apparently the day without your TV taught you nothing about refraining from lying. I see I shall have to resort to stronger methods." Tirza's face paled; she had a pretty good idea what he was thinking of. Dumbledore reached over and put a hand on Snape's shoulder. "Severus, do not be so quick to jump to conclusions. I am the one who threw that at you, all in good fun." A look of utter bewilderment flew across Snape's face and he turned to look at the children sitting around them. "Did he really?" The students nodded, looking in amazement at the headmaster. He turned to Tirza who frowned at him. "Don't pick on me all the time!" "I'm sorry," Snape whispered to her. She pulled on her ears again. "I'm sorry, I have been having SO much trouble hearing lately, can you say that again?" If looks could kill, the one he shot Tirza would have put her six feet under in an instant. "I said I was sorry," he repeated a bit more loudly this time. Tirza giggled at the slight blush that came over Snape's face as he turned again to eat. He didn't notice that Tirza tossed a roll at Dumbledore, who tossed one back; only Tirza ducked and it hit Snape's nose. This time everyone but Snape roared with laughter. Tirza scooted to the other side of Dumbledore. "It wasn't me!" she yelled to Snape. Having enough of being the butt of everyone's jokes, an evil and mischievous look came over Snape's face. He got up from the table and headed towards Tirza who still sat beside Dumbledore. Tirza ducked under the table and began to crawl towards the other end. Snape, one step ahead of her, went to the other side. Her head popped up moments later and he grabbed her, holding her tight, than smashed a piece of pumpkin pie on her head.
The students, who were all little first years that were absolutely terrified of the horrible potions master, stared at Snape with their mouths hanging open. Tirza flicked pie out of her eyes and doubled over with laughter. She grabbed a piece of the pie and smeared it all over the front of his robes. "Now we're even," she said, giggling. "Not quite," Snape then reached for a pitcher of pumpkin juice and poured it over her head, laughing when Tirza screamed as the cold liquid soaked through her clothes. "Okay, you asked for this: FOOD FIGHT!" Tirza grabbed a slice of pie and flung it at Dumbledore, coating part of his flowing beard in orange. The old wizard chuckled and tossed an entire chocolate cake in her direction. Tirza tried to duck, but Snape picked her up as a shield and the cake went SPLAT all over her face. She turned in Snape's arms and planted several chocolate and whip cream filled kisses all over his face. She giggled and tossed a pitcher of pumpkin juice at him. "What's wrong with him?" a little girl asked the boy who sat next to her. "I don't know. I'm frightened." Both Snape and Tirza then turned and launched an attack of rolls at the headmaster. Several minutes later, every item of food that could be thrown was thrown and Snape, Tirza and Dumbledore were covered head to toe. Tirza giggled insanely as she pointed at Snape. "Daddy, you look crazy!" He pointed a long white finger at her. "You should see yourself little miss!" Dumbledore, still laughing, pulled his wand from his messy robes and cleaned the mess in the Great Hall. All that still needed cleaning were he, Snape and Tirza. Snape turned, suddenly serious, to the group of students that still sat in shock. "Talk of this to no one." They nodded solemnly as Snape and Tirza started to leave, the little girl giggling so hard so could hardly walk. "I wanna piggy back ride!" "A what?" Snape asked. She shook her head. "Bend down." Tirza crawled on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his stomach. "Run horsey, run!" Snape stood there for a moment, and then looked back at the students. The horror on their faces was priceless. "Let's give them one last scare," he whispered to Tirza. She nodded and suddenly Snape whinnied like a horse and took off running through the length of the Hall and out the door. "Heigh-ho Silver, away!" Tirza yelled from the hallway. One of the little girls sitting at the table suddenly slumped and fell backwards off the bench.
"Daddy, you are so much fun!" Tirza giggled and gave him another kiss full of whip cream as he ran her a bath. He smiled at her. "Alright I will admit that it was, but it will not be an all the time thing, understand?" She nodded and kissed him again. "Did you see the looks on those kids' faces?" she asked. She and Snape both burst out laughing. "And now you my dear need to wash yourself up." Tirza nodded and Snape closed the bathroom door behind him, heading for his own private shower in his room. He truly hadn't the slightest clue what possessed him to do that, but he had to admit, it was fun.
Tirza sat curled up in Snape's lap, sound asleep. Her wet hair was drying in funny little bunches and springing out all over the place. He kissed her head and chuckled when he smelled her vanilla bubble bath. He adjusted her weight slightly and she never moved. He marveled at the way a little girl could change a person. Before she had come, he would have had a heart attack if anything pink came within a foot of his dungeon; he'd still think he was an expert on children and give his advice to the other teachers whether they thought they needed it or not. If there was one prominent thing Tirza had taught him, it was that he knew nothing when it came to children other than how to frighten them into obedience. Even that did not always work, such as with the Weasley twins and Potter. A knock disturbed him from his peaceful thoughts. He gently laid Tirza on the couch and opened the door; it was Oliver Wood. "I felt bad that Tirza wasn't allowed to go this weekend and bought her some chocolate frogs. Is she here?" Suddenly Tirza rolled over in her sleep and rolled right off the couch, landing on the hard dungeon floor with a loud SMACK. "Apparently so," Snape answered. "Ow, god!" she shouted. "Yes, I'd say she is most definitely here." Snape commented. Oliver rushed over and helped Tirza up. "You okay?" She nodded, rubbing her side. "That's gonna leave a big ass bruise," she mumbled. "Back from Hogsmeade already?" He nodded. "I hope you can come next time, I didn't have as much fun without you dragging me all over the place." Tirza giggled. "At least I didn't make you carry a bunny home this time." He chuckled and handed her the package from Honeydukes. "Did you get this for me?" she asked. He nodded and smiled. She beamed at him and opened the bag, peering in at the four chocolate frogs and a lemon sucker. "I remembered that lemon was your favorite." "Wow, you didn't have to get these for me! You are really sweet!" Oliver smiled. "Not a problem; you are pretty sweet yourself. I should go; enjoy those okay?" She nodded and stared after Oliver as he left. 'He really likes me,' she thought. She had just popped the sucker in her mouth when there was another on the door. "What is this, the London train station?" Snape muttered. Hermione stood outside the door, a rolled up purple sleeping bag under one arm and a small bag under the other. "Hey!" Tirza greeted her. "We are gonna have so much fun!" Hermione nodded and both girls giggled and headed for Tirza's room. Snape shook his head. "They will have fun and I will have an enormous headache."
A/N: Stay tuned for the sleepover fun! I will try and have it up by tomorrow night, but if not, for sure by Tuesday night. Much love to all my readers!
