Tirza peeked over the top of Snape's desk in his classroom and he looked up
from his papers. "Yes?" "Daddy, I got a question." She came around the side
of the desk and crawled into Snape's lap. "What do boyfriends and
girlfriends do?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "What exactly do you mean child?"
She sighed and began twirling a curl around her finger. "Well, if I have a
boyfriend I know we go on dates and we hold hands and kiss, but..." she
paused. "Because I would be his girlfriend, would I have to...um...let him
do the things that HE did to me?" It took Snape a second to realize who she
was talking about when she emphasized "he." This was not something he
wanted to talk about with her. She was only ten years old for Merlin's
sake! But on the other hand she already had sex, though against her will,
so it was only natural that she have questions. But still, could she have
not asked her mother? "Daddy, you look funny. What's wrong?" Tirza's voice
interrupted his almost panicked thoughts. Snape took a deep breath. "Child,
I want you to listen very carefully, alright?" She nodded, sending her
curls bouncing around her shoulders. "What that sick boy did to you was
something that only grown ups are supposed to do. And even when you are
grown up, you don't have to do it if you don't want to. It's not supposed
to be something that is scary or something that young people do. It is
something special that adults who love each other share." He paused to see
if she was following his train of thought. "Like you loved mommy and she
loved you and that was special and it made me?" He nodded, thankful that
she comprehended. "Exactly. It is not something you do because someone else
wants you too. And it is only for people who are much older than you are."
"Then why did HE do it daddy?" she hated to talk about it, but she really
wanted to know. If Oliver did love her and wanted to be her boyfriend, she
had to know these things. She snuggled deep into his strong arms, feeling
safe from everything. Snape kissed her cheek. "Honey, there are some adults
and children who are sick in their minds." "Sick like the flu?" Tirza
interrupted. "Something like that; but it is in their head and it makes
them do bad things. What he did to you was a crime; something he should be
punished for." She nodded. "Like be grounded?" "No; he should go to prison.
Did he go to prison?" It occurred to Snape that he had never asked that
before.
Tirza grew very silent for a few moments and Snape studied her little face and the flood of emotions that rushed in her eyes. "No," she told him. She didn't look at him. Snape put his finger under chin and tipped her head up to look at him. Snape fought to hide the fact that he was furious; why did Ariel not do something? There are laws against these sorts of things! "Why?" he asked her softly. "When I told mommy what happened and she took me to the doctor the doctor called the police. The police told us to talk to a social worker and she told mommy that it would be in the news and stuff and mommy said she didn't want me to have to go to court. She said it would be hard." Snape nodded. He could understand Ariel's reasoning, but she still should have had the boy prosecuted, even if Tirza did have to go to court. Although there was probably more to it than that, things that Tirza wouldn't talk about because she probably didn't understand. "Are you mad that I didn't go to court?" Tirza asked. Snape shook his head. "No; I am sure that your mother made the decision that she deemed appropriate." He caught the look on her face and chuckled. "I mean that she did what she thought was right." "Oh. You talk with too many big words," Tirza told him. He chuckled, and then grew serious. "Do you understand that what was done to you was not your fault and that it was wrong of him to do that?" She hid her face in his shoulder and mumbled something. "Honey, I can't hear you when you do that." She kept her face buried for a few moments and he rubbed her back soothingly. "No, I was bad too. I'm a very bad girl; I let HIM do that and now I'm not right inside and I can't ever be a good girl again." Snape cuddled her close and wiped the tears from her face. "Do not ever think that! You are a good girl and you couldn't stop what happened. He chose to do that, not you. Who told you this rubbish?" "Psychiatrist lady," she told him quietly, tears still sliding down her face. "Well she is an idiot and is lucky that I was not there when she said that!" Tirza gave him a small smile. "What would you do?" Several evil ideas flashed through Snape's head. "Never mind; only know that she would have severely regretted what she said." "I think she's right though; it was so bad daddy. I don't know why you don't send me away. How can you like me when you know? I don't even like me." Tirza buried her head again in his shoulder. Snape's heart ached for her. He pulled her from his shoulder and sat her on his lap in front of him and looked deep into her eyes. "Now listen here young lady, and listen well! IT WAS NOT YOUR FAULT. You cannot control other people. And I don't care what you have done or what you will do; I will always love you and I will not ever send you away. I know you feel guilty, but what he did does not make you bad or naughty. I want you to say it. It wasn't my fault." Tirza raised an eyebrow at him. "Say it," he urged. "Not my fault," she mumbled. "Do you understand what I am saying?" She nodded. "I know what you're saying, but I still think I'm bad." Snape sighed; Dumbledore had been right, this would take a lot of patience and a lot of time to heal. "What brought all this up?" Tirza blushed. "Nothing." He didn't believe her, but chose to ask her about it another time.
Tirza took a deep breath and walked over to where Oliver sat. She whispered to him and he nodded, than excused himself from the table. Snape watched them walk from the Great Hall, his curiosity peaking. "What can I do for you?" Oliver asked as they walked into the hallway. Tirza began to blush slightly. "Um... well... I wanted to ask you to go to the Halloween party with me." Oliver smiled. "I'm very flattered TJ, but Katie is going with me." Her face darkened. "Who's Katie?" "You know Katie; she's on the quidditch team." Tirza nodded. "But why are you taking her?" Oliver was beginning to grow confused. "She's my girlfriend." Tirza's jaw dropped. "But...but..." It suddenly dawned on Oliver: Tirza had a crush on him! "You bought me candy and you took me to Hogsmeade? I thought you liked me!" He watched tears well up in her eyes as he tried to think of something to say. "TJ, I..." "Save it!" she yelled. "You were just screwing with me! You don't care at all! God what is it with guys?" Oliver tried to say something in his defense, but she kept yelling. "You never really liked me! Why did you do those things if you didn't? Never mind, I don't want to know!" Tears were running down her face and Oliver felt absolutely horrible. "TJ, please, I do like you..." "Bullshit! Boys are all the same; I thought you were nice, but you're just a bastard like the rest of them!" She was stomping and screaming and Oliver reached for her to hold her still and make her listen to what he had to say. "Don't you touch me! Screw this bullshit; fuck you Oliver Wood! Go to hell!" She turned and ran down the hallway sobbing. Oliver watched her go, completely stunned. He had never expected this. He wanted to run after her and make her understand, but he knew she wouldn't listen. Oliver went back in the Great Hall and approached Snape. "Sir, I need to talk to you."
It was as he had feared; Tirza did fancy herself in love with Oliver Wood. That had been the reason for the discussion they had had that afternoon. Snape shook his head, wishing that she wasn't so sensitive and wrapped up in fairytales. Much to Oliver's and his own surprise, he told Oliver not to feel badly; she was a little girl with an over active imagination. He told him that Tirza would be more willing to listen to reason later. Snape left to look for her and headed for the dungeons. He was rather shocked to not find her there and tried to think of the next likely place; the Astronomy tower! She loved to sit up there and look at the stars and know that her mom used to love the tower too. He didn't want to think that she was upset enough to jump, but her moods were so unpredictable; he raced for the tower. Snape found her sitting in front of the window, her knees pulled up to her chest, sobbing. He sat beside her and pulled her onto his lap. "I hate boys," she told him. He kissed her and rocked her gently. Snape knew it was hopeless to reason with her, so he just held her as she poured her little heart out to him. He wondered how she had managed to find her way to the tower and decided to ask her later; right now she just needed to be comforted. As outrageous as it may seem to him or anyone else, Tirza's heart was broken. It wasn't long before she had cried herself to sleep in his arms. He carried her down to the dungeons and found Oliver waiting there. "Is she alright?" Snape shook his head. "She says you broke her heart and she is very upset. She will get over it." Oliver nodded. "I feel terrible; I had no idea. She must hate me so much." Snape actually felt sorry for the boy. "I know; it was all just a little girl's daydream, but it apparently meant a lot to her. She won't hate you forever." Oliver turned and walked away feeling absolutely horrible. He just hoped that she'd let him explain later.
Snape sat on the couch and pulled the quilt around him and Tirza. He knew he should go put her in bed, but he figured she wouldn't sleep long and he truly loved to hold her; it almost made up for all the things he had missed. He brushed a curl from her face and thought of how angelic she looked when she slept. In a way she was an angel; his angel. Tirza had made him feel more alive than he had in years; since Ariel had left. He kissed her head, than picked up a book from the coffee table.
An hour later, Tirza mumbled and opened her eyes. It took her a few seconds to remember all that had happened and she wondered how she had gotten back to the dungeon. She looked at Snape, but didn't smile. "Hi." Snape put down his book and gave her his full attention. "Would you care to tell me what happened?" She shook her head. "Don't wanna talk about it." "Alright, that is your choice." She sighed and snuggled against him as he stroked her hair. "Daddy, why are boys nasty?" "Not all boys are nasty. Is Potter?" "No and neither is Ron, but Oliver is. He's evil. But Ron and Harry will be someday too." Snape sighed; it was extremely difficult to deal with her way of reasoning at times and matters of the heart, especially a little girl's heart, was something that he was not an expert at. "Did you give Mr. Wood a chance to explain?" Tirza shook her head and began twirling her hair around her finger. Snape pried her hair from her finger. "Why do you do that? You put knots all over your hair." She shrugged and he remembered that Ariel used to do that as well when she was nervous or upset. "I think you need to speak with Mr. Wood and let him tell you his side. He's not being unreasonable, you know." "I don't ever want to see him again! He broke my heart." A few silent tears trailed down her face. "Alright, I understand you are upset. You do whatever you feel is best for you, but do not forget that Mr. Wood has been a good friend to you." Tirza thought of how he had hauled Jinn Jinn around that day and how he had given her his robe when she had been cold. "Not uh; he was just trying to make me think he was nice." Snape sighed again; why were girls so much more difficult than boys? He kissed her head and wiped a tear with his thumb. "I'm sorry he hurt you." Tirza nodded and hugged him tight. "You're the only boy I can trust daddy."
'I'm going to go insane,' Snape thought. Tirza had been in her room since she had woken up, listening to the same songs over and over again for the past two hours. Every song was about being lonely or getting another boyfriend or playing games with someone's heart. He knocked on her door, but doubted that she actually heard him over the music. He opened the door; Tirza was sitting on her bed in her pajamas eating ice cream and Jinn Jinn was sleeping. 'How can that rabbit sleep with this racket?' "And you think my music is depressing," Snape said as he sat beside her. "Your music IS depressing; this music... like knows." She crawled onto his lap and he gently rubbed her back. "I do not like to see you so upset." She nodded. "Ain't your fault." "Isn't your fault." Tirza raised her eyebrow at him. "I know it's not my fault." Snape shook his head. "No, I meant that you should say isn't instead of ain't." "Oh. Can I have more ice cream?" He chuckled. "How many bowls have you had?" "Well...um three." "Tirza that is more than enough ice cream for one day!" She pouted. "But ice cream makes me happy." He looked at her sternly. "Then why hasn't three bowls perked you up?" "Um, because I'm very very sad?" Snape chuckled. "Nice try, but no." She stuck her lower lip out in a pout. "How can your rabbit sleep with this on?" Tirza shrugged. "Dunno; maybe she'd magic." Snape chuckled at the thought of a magical rabbit but it wasn't entirely that far fetched. "By the way, I was meaning to ask you how you found the way to the Astronomy tower by yourself." Tirza giggled. "Well, I was running and I couldn't find it and was getting all pissy. Then I saw Sir Nicholas and I asked him and he showed me. He likes me." Snape smiled. "Why does he like you?" She picked up Molly and made her dance to the music, causing Snape to laugh. Tirza smiled at him and hugged Molly close. "Well, I never call him Nearly Headless Nick and I always say hi to him. And he said I was... what was that word again? Oh yeah, amusing. He said I'm amusing. And that he never ever thought YOU would have kids, especially a little girl and that it serves you right." Snape groaned. Why was it that nearly everyone thought it impossible for him to have children? "Well never mind that, but I am glad that you are polite to him. But now it is time for you to go to bed." She shook her head, nearly slapping his face with her long curls. "Not tired." He sighed. "Tirza, must we go through this nearly every night?" She nodded and giggled. "Oh, so it's amusing to drive me insane?" She laughed again. "Well that is incredibly rude." Snape pretended to be stern with her and then suddenly began tickling her. She squealed and wriggled as he kicked her tummy and feet. "Do you surrender?" He asked with a wink. "Never!" Tirza shouted. He continued to tickle her as she attempted to wriggle away and rolled off the bed. "Oh no you don't," Snape said as he came after her. She laughed and ran into the sitting room, but was laughing to hard to run very fast. Snape easily caught her and held her upside down. "Hey!" He carried her upside down to her room and plopped her onto the bed. She giggled and he tucked the covers in around her. "Okay, you win this time," she told him with a wink.
Tirza sat in the armchair wearing her pink robe, her arms crossed over her chest. "I'm not hungry!" Snape fixed her with a stern look. "I think you do not want to go and see Mr. Wood, am I right?" The slight pink blush that came over her face told him that he was. "I'm still not going!" "Oh yes, you are." Snape did not want to show up without Tirza and have Madame Pompfrey lecture him about making sure she ate properly. Tirza scowled at him. "You are going even if I have to carry you." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Don't believe you." 'He'll never carry me there in my robe,' she thought. Snape grabbed her and slung her over his shoulder. "Hey!" she whined. "I told you I'd carry you if necessary." He carried her all the way to the Great Hall and up to the teachers table. "Good heavens Severus, what are you doing to the child?" McGonagall asked. Tirza turned a pitiful face to her. "He MADE me come." Snape set Tirza in her chair as McGonagall chuckled. She reached for her milk and caught Oliver looking at her. She stuck her tongue out at him, which did not go unnoticed by Severus. "Tirza, stop that," he scolded. She turned and stuck her tongue out at him. "So I take it you do not wish you have your TV back today?" Immediately Tirza became very interested in her waffles with whip cream. "Can I fly today?" Snape looked at her pleading little face. "I'll think about it." As Tirza left the Great Hall after breakfast, she saw Oliver come towards her. "I'm not ever gonna talk to you again!" She turned and ran down the hallway.
A/N: Sorry that all the paragraphs got bunched together last time. I hope it works better this time! So will Tirza ever talk to Oliver again? Poor gorgeous guy, he feels bad. I will try and finish the next part and have it posted by late tonight. Much love to all! Oh, and in response to several of my reviewers: ALEXGRAY: I agree with you, I wouldn't expect my child to rat on her friends for a silly prank like that. And all children are a special gift, though I must say I was relieved when my godsons when home this morning, LOL! It will be weird for me to read the fifth book because I spend so much time writing or thinking about this story. My hubby to be is complaining that I love my computer more than him! MCMISH: Great idea, I'll keep that in mind! ALRICK: Thanks for all your kind reviews! And the whole bra issue will be coming eventually, thanks for the idea, I hadn't though of that! LOSTSOUL: I agree with you; so much of the time Snape does seem like a bastard and I love Tirza rounding his rough edges.
Tirza grew very silent for a few moments and Snape studied her little face and the flood of emotions that rushed in her eyes. "No," she told him. She didn't look at him. Snape put his finger under chin and tipped her head up to look at him. Snape fought to hide the fact that he was furious; why did Ariel not do something? There are laws against these sorts of things! "Why?" he asked her softly. "When I told mommy what happened and she took me to the doctor the doctor called the police. The police told us to talk to a social worker and she told mommy that it would be in the news and stuff and mommy said she didn't want me to have to go to court. She said it would be hard." Snape nodded. He could understand Ariel's reasoning, but she still should have had the boy prosecuted, even if Tirza did have to go to court. Although there was probably more to it than that, things that Tirza wouldn't talk about because she probably didn't understand. "Are you mad that I didn't go to court?" Tirza asked. Snape shook his head. "No; I am sure that your mother made the decision that she deemed appropriate." He caught the look on her face and chuckled. "I mean that she did what she thought was right." "Oh. You talk with too many big words," Tirza told him. He chuckled, and then grew serious. "Do you understand that what was done to you was not your fault and that it was wrong of him to do that?" She hid her face in his shoulder and mumbled something. "Honey, I can't hear you when you do that." She kept her face buried for a few moments and he rubbed her back soothingly. "No, I was bad too. I'm a very bad girl; I let HIM do that and now I'm not right inside and I can't ever be a good girl again." Snape cuddled her close and wiped the tears from her face. "Do not ever think that! You are a good girl and you couldn't stop what happened. He chose to do that, not you. Who told you this rubbish?" "Psychiatrist lady," she told him quietly, tears still sliding down her face. "Well she is an idiot and is lucky that I was not there when she said that!" Tirza gave him a small smile. "What would you do?" Several evil ideas flashed through Snape's head. "Never mind; only know that she would have severely regretted what she said." "I think she's right though; it was so bad daddy. I don't know why you don't send me away. How can you like me when you know? I don't even like me." Tirza buried her head again in his shoulder. Snape's heart ached for her. He pulled her from his shoulder and sat her on his lap in front of him and looked deep into her eyes. "Now listen here young lady, and listen well! IT WAS NOT YOUR FAULT. You cannot control other people. And I don't care what you have done or what you will do; I will always love you and I will not ever send you away. I know you feel guilty, but what he did does not make you bad or naughty. I want you to say it. It wasn't my fault." Tirza raised an eyebrow at him. "Say it," he urged. "Not my fault," she mumbled. "Do you understand what I am saying?" She nodded. "I know what you're saying, but I still think I'm bad." Snape sighed; Dumbledore had been right, this would take a lot of patience and a lot of time to heal. "What brought all this up?" Tirza blushed. "Nothing." He didn't believe her, but chose to ask her about it another time.
Tirza took a deep breath and walked over to where Oliver sat. She whispered to him and he nodded, than excused himself from the table. Snape watched them walk from the Great Hall, his curiosity peaking. "What can I do for you?" Oliver asked as they walked into the hallway. Tirza began to blush slightly. "Um... well... I wanted to ask you to go to the Halloween party with me." Oliver smiled. "I'm very flattered TJ, but Katie is going with me." Her face darkened. "Who's Katie?" "You know Katie; she's on the quidditch team." Tirza nodded. "But why are you taking her?" Oliver was beginning to grow confused. "She's my girlfriend." Tirza's jaw dropped. "But...but..." It suddenly dawned on Oliver: Tirza had a crush on him! "You bought me candy and you took me to Hogsmeade? I thought you liked me!" He watched tears well up in her eyes as he tried to think of something to say. "TJ, I..." "Save it!" she yelled. "You were just screwing with me! You don't care at all! God what is it with guys?" Oliver tried to say something in his defense, but she kept yelling. "You never really liked me! Why did you do those things if you didn't? Never mind, I don't want to know!" Tears were running down her face and Oliver felt absolutely horrible. "TJ, please, I do like you..." "Bullshit! Boys are all the same; I thought you were nice, but you're just a bastard like the rest of them!" She was stomping and screaming and Oliver reached for her to hold her still and make her listen to what he had to say. "Don't you touch me! Screw this bullshit; fuck you Oliver Wood! Go to hell!" She turned and ran down the hallway sobbing. Oliver watched her go, completely stunned. He had never expected this. He wanted to run after her and make her understand, but he knew she wouldn't listen. Oliver went back in the Great Hall and approached Snape. "Sir, I need to talk to you."
It was as he had feared; Tirza did fancy herself in love with Oliver Wood. That had been the reason for the discussion they had had that afternoon. Snape shook his head, wishing that she wasn't so sensitive and wrapped up in fairytales. Much to Oliver's and his own surprise, he told Oliver not to feel badly; she was a little girl with an over active imagination. He told him that Tirza would be more willing to listen to reason later. Snape left to look for her and headed for the dungeons. He was rather shocked to not find her there and tried to think of the next likely place; the Astronomy tower! She loved to sit up there and look at the stars and know that her mom used to love the tower too. He didn't want to think that she was upset enough to jump, but her moods were so unpredictable; he raced for the tower. Snape found her sitting in front of the window, her knees pulled up to her chest, sobbing. He sat beside her and pulled her onto his lap. "I hate boys," she told him. He kissed her and rocked her gently. Snape knew it was hopeless to reason with her, so he just held her as she poured her little heart out to him. He wondered how she had managed to find her way to the tower and decided to ask her later; right now she just needed to be comforted. As outrageous as it may seem to him or anyone else, Tirza's heart was broken. It wasn't long before she had cried herself to sleep in his arms. He carried her down to the dungeons and found Oliver waiting there. "Is she alright?" Snape shook his head. "She says you broke her heart and she is very upset. She will get over it." Oliver nodded. "I feel terrible; I had no idea. She must hate me so much." Snape actually felt sorry for the boy. "I know; it was all just a little girl's daydream, but it apparently meant a lot to her. She won't hate you forever." Oliver turned and walked away feeling absolutely horrible. He just hoped that she'd let him explain later.
Snape sat on the couch and pulled the quilt around him and Tirza. He knew he should go put her in bed, but he figured she wouldn't sleep long and he truly loved to hold her; it almost made up for all the things he had missed. He brushed a curl from her face and thought of how angelic she looked when she slept. In a way she was an angel; his angel. Tirza had made him feel more alive than he had in years; since Ariel had left. He kissed her head, than picked up a book from the coffee table.
An hour later, Tirza mumbled and opened her eyes. It took her a few seconds to remember all that had happened and she wondered how she had gotten back to the dungeon. She looked at Snape, but didn't smile. "Hi." Snape put down his book and gave her his full attention. "Would you care to tell me what happened?" She shook her head. "Don't wanna talk about it." "Alright, that is your choice." She sighed and snuggled against him as he stroked her hair. "Daddy, why are boys nasty?" "Not all boys are nasty. Is Potter?" "No and neither is Ron, but Oliver is. He's evil. But Ron and Harry will be someday too." Snape sighed; it was extremely difficult to deal with her way of reasoning at times and matters of the heart, especially a little girl's heart, was something that he was not an expert at. "Did you give Mr. Wood a chance to explain?" Tirza shook her head and began twirling her hair around her finger. Snape pried her hair from her finger. "Why do you do that? You put knots all over your hair." She shrugged and he remembered that Ariel used to do that as well when she was nervous or upset. "I think you need to speak with Mr. Wood and let him tell you his side. He's not being unreasonable, you know." "I don't ever want to see him again! He broke my heart." A few silent tears trailed down her face. "Alright, I understand you are upset. You do whatever you feel is best for you, but do not forget that Mr. Wood has been a good friend to you." Tirza thought of how he had hauled Jinn Jinn around that day and how he had given her his robe when she had been cold. "Not uh; he was just trying to make me think he was nice." Snape sighed again; why were girls so much more difficult than boys? He kissed her head and wiped a tear with his thumb. "I'm sorry he hurt you." Tirza nodded and hugged him tight. "You're the only boy I can trust daddy."
'I'm going to go insane,' Snape thought. Tirza had been in her room since she had woken up, listening to the same songs over and over again for the past two hours. Every song was about being lonely or getting another boyfriend or playing games with someone's heart. He knocked on her door, but doubted that she actually heard him over the music. He opened the door; Tirza was sitting on her bed in her pajamas eating ice cream and Jinn Jinn was sleeping. 'How can that rabbit sleep with this racket?' "And you think my music is depressing," Snape said as he sat beside her. "Your music IS depressing; this music... like knows." She crawled onto his lap and he gently rubbed her back. "I do not like to see you so upset." She nodded. "Ain't your fault." "Isn't your fault." Tirza raised her eyebrow at him. "I know it's not my fault." Snape shook his head. "No, I meant that you should say isn't instead of ain't." "Oh. Can I have more ice cream?" He chuckled. "How many bowls have you had?" "Well...um three." "Tirza that is more than enough ice cream for one day!" She pouted. "But ice cream makes me happy." He looked at her sternly. "Then why hasn't three bowls perked you up?" "Um, because I'm very very sad?" Snape chuckled. "Nice try, but no." She stuck her lower lip out in a pout. "How can your rabbit sleep with this on?" Tirza shrugged. "Dunno; maybe she'd magic." Snape chuckled at the thought of a magical rabbit but it wasn't entirely that far fetched. "By the way, I was meaning to ask you how you found the way to the Astronomy tower by yourself." Tirza giggled. "Well, I was running and I couldn't find it and was getting all pissy. Then I saw Sir Nicholas and I asked him and he showed me. He likes me." Snape smiled. "Why does he like you?" She picked up Molly and made her dance to the music, causing Snape to laugh. Tirza smiled at him and hugged Molly close. "Well, I never call him Nearly Headless Nick and I always say hi to him. And he said I was... what was that word again? Oh yeah, amusing. He said I'm amusing. And that he never ever thought YOU would have kids, especially a little girl and that it serves you right." Snape groaned. Why was it that nearly everyone thought it impossible for him to have children? "Well never mind that, but I am glad that you are polite to him. But now it is time for you to go to bed." She shook her head, nearly slapping his face with her long curls. "Not tired." He sighed. "Tirza, must we go through this nearly every night?" She nodded and giggled. "Oh, so it's amusing to drive me insane?" She laughed again. "Well that is incredibly rude." Snape pretended to be stern with her and then suddenly began tickling her. She squealed and wriggled as he kicked her tummy and feet. "Do you surrender?" He asked with a wink. "Never!" Tirza shouted. He continued to tickle her as she attempted to wriggle away and rolled off the bed. "Oh no you don't," Snape said as he came after her. She laughed and ran into the sitting room, but was laughing to hard to run very fast. Snape easily caught her and held her upside down. "Hey!" He carried her upside down to her room and plopped her onto the bed. She giggled and he tucked the covers in around her. "Okay, you win this time," she told him with a wink.
Tirza sat in the armchair wearing her pink robe, her arms crossed over her chest. "I'm not hungry!" Snape fixed her with a stern look. "I think you do not want to go and see Mr. Wood, am I right?" The slight pink blush that came over her face told him that he was. "I'm still not going!" "Oh yes, you are." Snape did not want to show up without Tirza and have Madame Pompfrey lecture him about making sure she ate properly. Tirza scowled at him. "You are going even if I have to carry you." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Don't believe you." 'He'll never carry me there in my robe,' she thought. Snape grabbed her and slung her over his shoulder. "Hey!" she whined. "I told you I'd carry you if necessary." He carried her all the way to the Great Hall and up to the teachers table. "Good heavens Severus, what are you doing to the child?" McGonagall asked. Tirza turned a pitiful face to her. "He MADE me come." Snape set Tirza in her chair as McGonagall chuckled. She reached for her milk and caught Oliver looking at her. She stuck her tongue out at him, which did not go unnoticed by Severus. "Tirza, stop that," he scolded. She turned and stuck her tongue out at him. "So I take it you do not wish you have your TV back today?" Immediately Tirza became very interested in her waffles with whip cream. "Can I fly today?" Snape looked at her pleading little face. "I'll think about it." As Tirza left the Great Hall after breakfast, she saw Oliver come towards her. "I'm not ever gonna talk to you again!" She turned and ran down the hallway.
A/N: Sorry that all the paragraphs got bunched together last time. I hope it works better this time! So will Tirza ever talk to Oliver again? Poor gorgeous guy, he feels bad. I will try and finish the next part and have it posted by late tonight. Much love to all! Oh, and in response to several of my reviewers: ALEXGRAY: I agree with you, I wouldn't expect my child to rat on her friends for a silly prank like that. And all children are a special gift, though I must say I was relieved when my godsons when home this morning, LOL! It will be weird for me to read the fifth book because I spend so much time writing or thinking about this story. My hubby to be is complaining that I love my computer more than him! MCMISH: Great idea, I'll keep that in mind! ALRICK: Thanks for all your kind reviews! And the whole bra issue will be coming eventually, thanks for the idea, I hadn't though of that! LOSTSOUL: I agree with you; so much of the time Snape does seem like a bastard and I love Tirza rounding his rough edges.
