Snape walked towards his chambers, deep in thought. Why did Tirza think he
did not love her? He tried to think of what would cause her to think that,
but his mind could come up with no answers. Had he done something that he
didn't realize had hurt her feelings? He quietly entered his chambers and
could hear Tirza talking in her bedroom. "I'm glad you're here Molly, cuz
I'm scared. Daddy's gonna spank me and it's gonna hurt a lot." Snape
stopped, listening carefully to what she was saying. "And I know he's gonna
send me away; I heard him tell Grandpa he would." Tirza hugged Molly
tightly. "He says he's gonna spank me cuz I ran away, but I'm gonna pretend
it's because of the bad thing I did with that boy. And he's right; I did
bad things with that boy and I should be punished and sent away." Snape
felt his heart break; she really felt that he didn't love her and that he
would punish her for what that boy did? Snape wanted to hug her and kiss
and tell her he loved her and forget all about the spanking. He knew that
he couldn't do that; he had to follow through, but not until she knew the
right reasons. He entered the room and Tirza looks up at him, her eyes
filled with tears. "Come here Tirza," he asked as he sat on her bed.
Without looking at him, Tirza came over to his side, a few silent tears
running down her face. She wordlessly pulled down her sweat pants and
panties and laid herself across his lap. It took Snape a moment to recover
from the shock of her actions; he pulled her pants and panties back up and
sat her up on his lap. His strong arms encircled her, holding her tightly
against his chest. Tears filled Snape's eyes and began to overflow. "Daddy,
you're squishing me." Snape loosened his hold, but refused to let go. Tirza
looked up at him, astonished to see several tears roll down his face.
"Daddy, don't cry! I'm sorry I'm bad!" "Tirza, we need to talk about
yesterday." She nodded, brushing a few tears from her own eyes. "Running
away was a very serious thing. You could have gotten hurt or somebody could
have taken you. And what if you had gone into the forest? Think of what
could have happened? Someone that is evil might have hurt you." Tirza
shuddered and Snape began to rock her gently. "Look at what happened to me?
I am a fully trained wizard and I still got hurt. I don't even want to
think about what could have happened to my little girl." Tirza suddenly
felt very guilty for making everyone worry and started to cry. "I heard
what you said to Molly. Darling, what makes you think that Grandpa and I
want to send you away?" Tirza forced herself to look at his face and could
see the pain and worry in his eyes; it made her confused. "When you were in
Grandpa's office, I heard you talking. You said you were gonna send me
away!"
Snape kissed her head and continued rocking her. "Sweetheart, you didn't hear the entire conversation. Your Grandpa and I were talking about getting you a tutor; we were discussing that if I didn't like the tutor I could send the tutor away." Tirza looked confused. "A tutor? Why?" Snape sighed. "You need to be doing school work and I'm just not ready to be your father and your teacher. You've told me several times that I am 'crabby' when I teach and I don't want to teach you that way." Snape gave her as stern a look as he could manage at the moment. "Now do you see why it is not good to listen to other's conversations?" Tirza nodded. Snape leaned her forward. "No... more... eavesdropping," he told her, playfully swatting her bottom, emphasizing each word. Tirza giggled and Snape wrapped his arms around her again; it felt so good to hear her laugh. "Is that what caused you to runaway?" Tirza dropped her head. "Kinda." "What else?" Tirza sniffled and rubbed her eyes. "Can't tell you," she said quietly. He thought back to what he had heard her say to Molly. "Is it because you are bad?" Tirza looked up at her, shock written on her face. He had heard what she told Molly! She dropped her head again. "You know I'm bad; you saw my mark." "What mark darling?" Snape asked. "The orange or red one on my tummy that tells everyone who sees it that I am bad. You saw it when I was a baby and you gave me a bath," she told him. "It means I'm a bad girl and I didn't ever want anyone to see it; Hermione didn't even see it when we had the sleepover." Snape thought of how to explain to her that there was no mark; he glanced around the room and his eyes landed on the mirror that hung over her desk. "Have I ever explained to you about magic mirrors?" "No." She looked at him thoughtfully. "Magic mirrors can see everything; they can see through invisibility cloaks and spells," Snape told her. He picked her up and carried her to the mirror. "Now show me your mark again." She gave him a funny look, but pulled her t-shirt up. "Now look in the mirror. Do you see anything?" She looked in the mirror and stared at her tummy; the mirror only showed her tummy, no marks. "There's nothing there," Tirza said, amazement evident in her voice. Snape kissed her head. "What you see is what everyone else sees: nothing. There is no mark that says you are bad, because you are not bad." She put down her nightie and her head dropped. "Yes I am," she whispered. Snape shook his head; he was going to put a stop to this nonsense about blaming herself once and for all.
"Tirza, do you remember when I washed your mouth out?" She wrinkled her face into a frown and nodded. "Remember how I was bigger and stronger than you and I used magic? You couldn't stop me because I was bigger than you; you didn't want your mouth washed out, but I could do it because I was stronger. It's the same way with that horrible boy. Did you want him to do those things to you?" She started to cry again and leaned her head against his chest. "No, but he was hurting me and I couldn't get away," she whispered. "He did that to you, not with you. You didn't tell him that he could; he used his strength to do it anyways. There is no mark on you, just like the mirror showed you. But you have pain in your heart because of what he did, because he took something that wasn't this to take. It was yours to give to whomever you wanted, when you felt it was right; it was never up to him to decide to take it away from you. He stole it from you. Do you think that you should be punished because he stole from you?" "No," Tirza replied hesitantly. Snape kissed her cheek. "That's my good girl. Do you understand now that you are a good girl?" Tirza nodded and hiccupped as her crying subsided. Snape held her for several minutes, debating in his mind whether or not he should spank her. He hated to ruin the moment; he was so proud that she finally understood. He finally made up his mind and took a deep breath. "Honey, do you know why I'm going to spank you?" Tirza looked up at him, her face wrinkled into a frown. "Do you have to?" Snape nodded. "I really think I do. It was naughty of you to run away. You caused a lot of worrying, do you understand that?" "I guess so," Tirza told him with a sigh. She suddenly blushed a deep red. "Um, are you really gonna spank me on my bare bottom? Cuz that's going to hurt lots more." Though the look on Tirza's face was quite amusing, Snape stayed serious. "I told you I was going to and I believe that I need to keep my word. And you know that I would never truly hurt you, don't you?" Tirza nodded. "I love you daddy and I trust you... but I still don't wanna get spanked." "I love you too darling," Snape said. He gave her one last kiss before baring her bottom and putting her over his knee; he took a deep breath and raised his hand.
When the spanking was over, Snape pulled her sweat pants and panties back up, than let her off his lap. Tirza jumped around for a moment, furiously rubbing her bottom, still crying. He held his arms out to her and she allowed him to cuddle her against his chest. He wiped the tears from her little face, feeling like the most horrible father in the history of the world. "You know that I spanked you because I love you, right?" His voice was full of concern and Tirza looked into his face, still slightly sniffling. "I know ya love me daddy... but do ya have to love me so much?" she asked seriously, rubbing her bottom again. Snape chuckled and kissed her. "You are so precious, my baby." Tirza rolled her eyes. "I'm not a baby." He smiled at her. "You are my baby girl and you always will be, no matter what." She noticed a nasty scratch on his arm and she hadn't seen earlier. "Daddy, that looks so nasty! Did that happen in the woods?" she asked, pointing to it, but careful not to touch it. He nodded and Tirza dropped her head. "I'm sorry daddy," she whispered. Snape placed a finger under her chin and tipped her head up, forcing her to look at him. "It's alright, everything's forgiven," he told her softly. He kissed her little nose and she yawned. "Are you tired?" "No!" Tirza answered quickly. Snape laughed; an eyebrow rose when she yawned again. "Did you sleep alright?" Tirza shook her head. "Not really; I was worried that you might die or something and you were so mad. Plus it was weird sleeping at Grandpa's; I like my room so much better." "Would you like to sleep for a while?" he asked, receiving a nasty scowl in return. "I'll take that as a no." Tirza rolled her eyes. "Wow, you're a real genius," she told him sarcastically. Snape chuckled. "Watch out, you are starting to sound an awful lot like me." She raised an eyebrow, making him laugh even harder. "Is there something wrong with being like you?" "Most people do not appreciate my cynical and sarcastic manner," he told her. "Aw screw them, they're stupid! I think you're the greatest!" She tried to sit on his lap but winced and decided to allow him to cuddle her again. "I still think you're the greatest; even if my ass hurts like hell," she decided. Snape shook his head at her language and started tickling her. She squealed with laughter and attempted to tickle him and upon failure, began to fling stuffed animals at his head. Snape laughed and continued to tickle her; he was glad that Tirza was safe and sound and right where she belonged-in his arms!
Snape was resting in bed, still rather worn out from the attack in the Forbidden Forest and the worry over Tirza, when he heard a scream. "DADDY!" Snape bolted out of bed and ran for Tirza's room. He threw open the door and was greeted by the horrible smell of smoke and flames from some sort of contraption in the middle of her bedroom. Thankfully he had his wand with him and was able to quickly extinguish the flames and rid the room of smoke. Snape glared at Tirza and she looked at him nervously. "Would you care to tell me what the bloody hell is going on?!" Tirza looked shocked. "Daddy, I didn't know you swear." "Never mind that! What were you doing?" Her bottom lip started to quiver. "I felt bad that you got hurt and I wanted to make a cake for you in my Easy Bake oven," she whispered. "Child, you never stop getting into things!" Tirza started to cry. "Don't yell at my daddy! I'm sorry!" Snape looked at the half melted oven on her floor and sighed. "Well I gather it was not supposed to be on fire, am I right?" She nodded and wiped her eyes. "It gotted stuck in there and I couldn't get it out and I didn't want to bother you." Snape sighed; she certainly wasn't trying to burn down the castle, but he really wished that she could find less hazardous things to occupy herself with. "From now on you are not to play with that unless an adult is watching you." Tirza scowled. "Can't play with it no more anyways; it's broken.... But I got an ice cream maker!" Snape rolled his eyes. "Oh joy," he said sarcastically. Tirza frowned. "I don't want you playing with that without supervision either," Snape told her. Tirza sighed heavily and crossed her arms over her chest. "Can I trust you not to play with that while I am resting?" "Yeah yeah yeah," Tirza replied. Snape shook his head and left the room. He crawled back into bed and laid his head against the pillow, hoping for at least five minutes of peace and quiet.
The peace and quiet lasted nearly ten minutes before Tirza bounded into his room and jumped onto the bed. Snape shook his head and pulled her to him, kissing her forehead. "Daddy, can I go flying?" "No, I don't want you flying outside with out my being with you." Tirza frowned. "That sucks. Can I have a pony?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "Of course not child; wherever would you keep it?" Tirza stuck out her lower lip and gave him her best puppy dog eyes. "Pwease Daddy? I know Grandpa would say I could keep it here?" "Absolutely not; and do not even think about asking him," Snape warned. He was quite sure that Dumbledore would say yes and even go buy it for her. Tirza sat beside him for a moment, quietly thinking. "Daddy, I'm bored." Snape rolled his eyes. "Can I go find Hermione?" "I don't think she's out of classes yet," Snape told her after consulting with his clock. "Can I go find Grandpa?" "As long as you do not ask him for a pony or any other large animal; you already have that rabbit of yours." Tirza jumped off the bed and ran for the door. "Love you daddy, see ya later!"
Tirza walked down what she hoped was the right hallway. She had only been to the large storage closet once. She breathed a sigh of relief as she saw the closet up ahead and quickened her pace. She pulled on the heavy door; it swung open, nearly knocking her over. A mischievous smile spread over her face as she peered into the closet; dozens of brooms, all waiting to be ridden. She hesitated for a moment before grabbing one. "He said I couldn't fly outside; he never said anything about flying inside," Tirza reasoned. She slowly pushed the large door shut before mounting the broom. She floated barely above the floor and fly down the hallway. The farther she went, the more confidence she gained; she began to increase her speed and height. She felt very powerful and free, flying down the hallway; she didn't stop to think that any teachers or students might see her. "Tirza!" someone shouted. The shout scared her and she almost fell off; she lowered the broom to the ground and saw Oliver walking quickly toward her. "Tirza, does your father know you are flying through the hallway?" She nodded and Oliver looked at her sternly. "Tirza, don't lie to me." She sighed. "Okay fine; no he don't know." "These floors are cement, think of what could happen if you fell of that broom and landed on your head?" Oliver scolded. Tirza's only reply was a sigh of boredom. "Promise me that you will take this broom back and not do it again." "No," Tirza told him stubbornly. "Tirza, I don't want to tell your father, but I will if you don't promise." Not wanting to get into any more trouble today, she nodded. "Okay, I promise... but I'm not happy about it." She grabbed the broom and stomped down the hallway; Oliver watched her walk away, shaking his head.
As soon as she was out of Oliver's sight, she mounted the broom again and fly around, making sure to avoid the hallways that Oliver was in. "I am not gonna go schmuck on the floor," she said to herself. "Why does every body worry so damn much?" She zoomed around, not paying attention. "Well well well, what are you up to?" Tirza quickly landed and looked behind her, expecting to see an angry Oliver, ready to drag her off to her dad. Instead, it was someone entirely different. "Ducky," Tirza said.
A/N: Look her Tirza to explode at Draco over her hair in the next chapter! And so Draco the enemy is back, this time accompanied by several evil Slytherin friends. And the tutor is due to show up as well here in the next chapter or two. And again, several of Alrick's suggestions were used. Alrick, you know what you came up with and I thank you for your marvelous and creative ideas! Stay tuned!
Kenomee: Yes, Tirza does have some serious self esteem issues. Snape will try and work with her on that. And yes, Rosmerta is a sweetheart! Tirza is lucky to have run into her and not someone else! You are right though; parents have to follow through on their promises or threats, as Snape has done in this chapter. Not that I'm speaking from personal experience, but I am sure it is a hard thing to do at times to follow through on things. An animal attacked Snape in the forest, and I am not sure whether or not that will come up again.
Venus: I am sending you an email! Sorry it has taken me so long to do so. I would love to chat over emails about ideas and updates. The story doesn't always show up right away after I upload, but I will let you know when I do. For anyone interested, my email is medjaigurl@aol.com Feel free to drop me an email anytime, jut put Tirza in the subject.
BuzzBuzz16: Sorry you were bored! Hope the story is a good boredom reliever!
Luinthoron: Well, Snape did speak to her, but I think he had to go through with the spanking. As Kenomee mentioned in her review it is important for parents to follow through on threats and promises and Snape realized that as well. I plan on starting the process of Tirza healing, will a few set backs, as those always occur.
Star: I hope Snape's talk was what you were hoping for! And always make any suggestions!
Potter-Snape: You are right, Snape needed to follow through; but he also took the time to listen and find out what was bothering her, which was very necessary.
SecretKeeper: My sympathy went to Tirza also! And I am with you; all he'd have to do is scowl or yell and I'd bawl! Unless it was something that I was very passionate about or felt very strongly about, I wouldn't want to cross Snape!
Alrick: Do you know how much I appreciate you? I hope you do, because I always look forward to your reviews. I will even revise what I have so far in the chapter if I like something you've suggested better and work in your suggestions. You are my best reviewer and so very creative! Please keep up the good reviews! I really think that you make this story a better story!
LostSoul: I understand where you are coming from and that would be my reaction as well. Only all the parents I have talked to say that you have to follow through on things or the kids lose respect for your authority. And with Tirza, there isn't always a whole lot of respect there to begin with! I hope you enjoyed the chapter though, as Snape did have a nice talk with her and I think he'll be able to help her begin to heal now. Your opinions are always welcome though, so never hesitate!
AlexGray: I too ran away once. I was six and walked down the street (about 6 houses) to my Grandma's house. I think my mom knew where I was going and called my grandma, because my grandma was waiting at the door for me when I showed up! LOL!
ElfMoon87: Tirza is very lucky that Rosmerta was the one to find her and keep her safe. She really could have been into some bad things. I hope this chapter meets your expectations!
Lots of Love to All! Hugs, Kerry
Snape kissed her head and continued rocking her. "Sweetheart, you didn't hear the entire conversation. Your Grandpa and I were talking about getting you a tutor; we were discussing that if I didn't like the tutor I could send the tutor away." Tirza looked confused. "A tutor? Why?" Snape sighed. "You need to be doing school work and I'm just not ready to be your father and your teacher. You've told me several times that I am 'crabby' when I teach and I don't want to teach you that way." Snape gave her as stern a look as he could manage at the moment. "Now do you see why it is not good to listen to other's conversations?" Tirza nodded. Snape leaned her forward. "No... more... eavesdropping," he told her, playfully swatting her bottom, emphasizing each word. Tirza giggled and Snape wrapped his arms around her again; it felt so good to hear her laugh. "Is that what caused you to runaway?" Tirza dropped her head. "Kinda." "What else?" Tirza sniffled and rubbed her eyes. "Can't tell you," she said quietly. He thought back to what he had heard her say to Molly. "Is it because you are bad?" Tirza looked up at her, shock written on her face. He had heard what she told Molly! She dropped her head again. "You know I'm bad; you saw my mark." "What mark darling?" Snape asked. "The orange or red one on my tummy that tells everyone who sees it that I am bad. You saw it when I was a baby and you gave me a bath," she told him. "It means I'm a bad girl and I didn't ever want anyone to see it; Hermione didn't even see it when we had the sleepover." Snape thought of how to explain to her that there was no mark; he glanced around the room and his eyes landed on the mirror that hung over her desk. "Have I ever explained to you about magic mirrors?" "No." She looked at him thoughtfully. "Magic mirrors can see everything; they can see through invisibility cloaks and spells," Snape told her. He picked her up and carried her to the mirror. "Now show me your mark again." She gave him a funny look, but pulled her t-shirt up. "Now look in the mirror. Do you see anything?" She looked in the mirror and stared at her tummy; the mirror only showed her tummy, no marks. "There's nothing there," Tirza said, amazement evident in her voice. Snape kissed her head. "What you see is what everyone else sees: nothing. There is no mark that says you are bad, because you are not bad." She put down her nightie and her head dropped. "Yes I am," she whispered. Snape shook his head; he was going to put a stop to this nonsense about blaming herself once and for all.
"Tirza, do you remember when I washed your mouth out?" She wrinkled her face into a frown and nodded. "Remember how I was bigger and stronger than you and I used magic? You couldn't stop me because I was bigger than you; you didn't want your mouth washed out, but I could do it because I was stronger. It's the same way with that horrible boy. Did you want him to do those things to you?" She started to cry again and leaned her head against his chest. "No, but he was hurting me and I couldn't get away," she whispered. "He did that to you, not with you. You didn't tell him that he could; he used his strength to do it anyways. There is no mark on you, just like the mirror showed you. But you have pain in your heart because of what he did, because he took something that wasn't this to take. It was yours to give to whomever you wanted, when you felt it was right; it was never up to him to decide to take it away from you. He stole it from you. Do you think that you should be punished because he stole from you?" "No," Tirza replied hesitantly. Snape kissed her cheek. "That's my good girl. Do you understand now that you are a good girl?" Tirza nodded and hiccupped as her crying subsided. Snape held her for several minutes, debating in his mind whether or not he should spank her. He hated to ruin the moment; he was so proud that she finally understood. He finally made up his mind and took a deep breath. "Honey, do you know why I'm going to spank you?" Tirza looked up at him, her face wrinkled into a frown. "Do you have to?" Snape nodded. "I really think I do. It was naughty of you to run away. You caused a lot of worrying, do you understand that?" "I guess so," Tirza told him with a sigh. She suddenly blushed a deep red. "Um, are you really gonna spank me on my bare bottom? Cuz that's going to hurt lots more." Though the look on Tirza's face was quite amusing, Snape stayed serious. "I told you I was going to and I believe that I need to keep my word. And you know that I would never truly hurt you, don't you?" Tirza nodded. "I love you daddy and I trust you... but I still don't wanna get spanked." "I love you too darling," Snape said. He gave her one last kiss before baring her bottom and putting her over his knee; he took a deep breath and raised his hand.
When the spanking was over, Snape pulled her sweat pants and panties back up, than let her off his lap. Tirza jumped around for a moment, furiously rubbing her bottom, still crying. He held his arms out to her and she allowed him to cuddle her against his chest. He wiped the tears from her little face, feeling like the most horrible father in the history of the world. "You know that I spanked you because I love you, right?" His voice was full of concern and Tirza looked into his face, still slightly sniffling. "I know ya love me daddy... but do ya have to love me so much?" she asked seriously, rubbing her bottom again. Snape chuckled and kissed her. "You are so precious, my baby." Tirza rolled her eyes. "I'm not a baby." He smiled at her. "You are my baby girl and you always will be, no matter what." She noticed a nasty scratch on his arm and she hadn't seen earlier. "Daddy, that looks so nasty! Did that happen in the woods?" she asked, pointing to it, but careful not to touch it. He nodded and Tirza dropped her head. "I'm sorry daddy," she whispered. Snape placed a finger under her chin and tipped her head up, forcing her to look at him. "It's alright, everything's forgiven," he told her softly. He kissed her little nose and she yawned. "Are you tired?" "No!" Tirza answered quickly. Snape laughed; an eyebrow rose when she yawned again. "Did you sleep alright?" Tirza shook her head. "Not really; I was worried that you might die or something and you were so mad. Plus it was weird sleeping at Grandpa's; I like my room so much better." "Would you like to sleep for a while?" he asked, receiving a nasty scowl in return. "I'll take that as a no." Tirza rolled her eyes. "Wow, you're a real genius," she told him sarcastically. Snape chuckled. "Watch out, you are starting to sound an awful lot like me." She raised an eyebrow, making him laugh even harder. "Is there something wrong with being like you?" "Most people do not appreciate my cynical and sarcastic manner," he told her. "Aw screw them, they're stupid! I think you're the greatest!" She tried to sit on his lap but winced and decided to allow him to cuddle her again. "I still think you're the greatest; even if my ass hurts like hell," she decided. Snape shook his head at her language and started tickling her. She squealed with laughter and attempted to tickle him and upon failure, began to fling stuffed animals at his head. Snape laughed and continued to tickle her; he was glad that Tirza was safe and sound and right where she belonged-in his arms!
Snape was resting in bed, still rather worn out from the attack in the Forbidden Forest and the worry over Tirza, when he heard a scream. "DADDY!" Snape bolted out of bed and ran for Tirza's room. He threw open the door and was greeted by the horrible smell of smoke and flames from some sort of contraption in the middle of her bedroom. Thankfully he had his wand with him and was able to quickly extinguish the flames and rid the room of smoke. Snape glared at Tirza and she looked at him nervously. "Would you care to tell me what the bloody hell is going on?!" Tirza looked shocked. "Daddy, I didn't know you swear." "Never mind that! What were you doing?" Her bottom lip started to quiver. "I felt bad that you got hurt and I wanted to make a cake for you in my Easy Bake oven," she whispered. "Child, you never stop getting into things!" Tirza started to cry. "Don't yell at my daddy! I'm sorry!" Snape looked at the half melted oven on her floor and sighed. "Well I gather it was not supposed to be on fire, am I right?" She nodded and wiped her eyes. "It gotted stuck in there and I couldn't get it out and I didn't want to bother you." Snape sighed; she certainly wasn't trying to burn down the castle, but he really wished that she could find less hazardous things to occupy herself with. "From now on you are not to play with that unless an adult is watching you." Tirza scowled. "Can't play with it no more anyways; it's broken.... But I got an ice cream maker!" Snape rolled his eyes. "Oh joy," he said sarcastically. Tirza frowned. "I don't want you playing with that without supervision either," Snape told her. Tirza sighed heavily and crossed her arms over her chest. "Can I trust you not to play with that while I am resting?" "Yeah yeah yeah," Tirza replied. Snape shook his head and left the room. He crawled back into bed and laid his head against the pillow, hoping for at least five minutes of peace and quiet.
The peace and quiet lasted nearly ten minutes before Tirza bounded into his room and jumped onto the bed. Snape shook his head and pulled her to him, kissing her forehead. "Daddy, can I go flying?" "No, I don't want you flying outside with out my being with you." Tirza frowned. "That sucks. Can I have a pony?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "Of course not child; wherever would you keep it?" Tirza stuck out her lower lip and gave him her best puppy dog eyes. "Pwease Daddy? I know Grandpa would say I could keep it here?" "Absolutely not; and do not even think about asking him," Snape warned. He was quite sure that Dumbledore would say yes and even go buy it for her. Tirza sat beside him for a moment, quietly thinking. "Daddy, I'm bored." Snape rolled his eyes. "Can I go find Hermione?" "I don't think she's out of classes yet," Snape told her after consulting with his clock. "Can I go find Grandpa?" "As long as you do not ask him for a pony or any other large animal; you already have that rabbit of yours." Tirza jumped off the bed and ran for the door. "Love you daddy, see ya later!"
Tirza walked down what she hoped was the right hallway. She had only been to the large storage closet once. She breathed a sigh of relief as she saw the closet up ahead and quickened her pace. She pulled on the heavy door; it swung open, nearly knocking her over. A mischievous smile spread over her face as she peered into the closet; dozens of brooms, all waiting to be ridden. She hesitated for a moment before grabbing one. "He said I couldn't fly outside; he never said anything about flying inside," Tirza reasoned. She slowly pushed the large door shut before mounting the broom. She floated barely above the floor and fly down the hallway. The farther she went, the more confidence she gained; she began to increase her speed and height. She felt very powerful and free, flying down the hallway; she didn't stop to think that any teachers or students might see her. "Tirza!" someone shouted. The shout scared her and she almost fell off; she lowered the broom to the ground and saw Oliver walking quickly toward her. "Tirza, does your father know you are flying through the hallway?" She nodded and Oliver looked at her sternly. "Tirza, don't lie to me." She sighed. "Okay fine; no he don't know." "These floors are cement, think of what could happen if you fell of that broom and landed on your head?" Oliver scolded. Tirza's only reply was a sigh of boredom. "Promise me that you will take this broom back and not do it again." "No," Tirza told him stubbornly. "Tirza, I don't want to tell your father, but I will if you don't promise." Not wanting to get into any more trouble today, she nodded. "Okay, I promise... but I'm not happy about it." She grabbed the broom and stomped down the hallway; Oliver watched her walk away, shaking his head.
As soon as she was out of Oliver's sight, she mounted the broom again and fly around, making sure to avoid the hallways that Oliver was in. "I am not gonna go schmuck on the floor," she said to herself. "Why does every body worry so damn much?" She zoomed around, not paying attention. "Well well well, what are you up to?" Tirza quickly landed and looked behind her, expecting to see an angry Oliver, ready to drag her off to her dad. Instead, it was someone entirely different. "Ducky," Tirza said.
A/N: Look her Tirza to explode at Draco over her hair in the next chapter! And so Draco the enemy is back, this time accompanied by several evil Slytherin friends. And the tutor is due to show up as well here in the next chapter or two. And again, several of Alrick's suggestions were used. Alrick, you know what you came up with and I thank you for your marvelous and creative ideas! Stay tuned!
Kenomee: Yes, Tirza does have some serious self esteem issues. Snape will try and work with her on that. And yes, Rosmerta is a sweetheart! Tirza is lucky to have run into her and not someone else! You are right though; parents have to follow through on their promises or threats, as Snape has done in this chapter. Not that I'm speaking from personal experience, but I am sure it is a hard thing to do at times to follow through on things. An animal attacked Snape in the forest, and I am not sure whether or not that will come up again.
Venus: I am sending you an email! Sorry it has taken me so long to do so. I would love to chat over emails about ideas and updates. The story doesn't always show up right away after I upload, but I will let you know when I do. For anyone interested, my email is medjaigurl@aol.com Feel free to drop me an email anytime, jut put Tirza in the subject.
BuzzBuzz16: Sorry you were bored! Hope the story is a good boredom reliever!
Luinthoron: Well, Snape did speak to her, but I think he had to go through with the spanking. As Kenomee mentioned in her review it is important for parents to follow through on threats and promises and Snape realized that as well. I plan on starting the process of Tirza healing, will a few set backs, as those always occur.
Star: I hope Snape's talk was what you were hoping for! And always make any suggestions!
Potter-Snape: You are right, Snape needed to follow through; but he also took the time to listen and find out what was bothering her, which was very necessary.
SecretKeeper: My sympathy went to Tirza also! And I am with you; all he'd have to do is scowl or yell and I'd bawl! Unless it was something that I was very passionate about or felt very strongly about, I wouldn't want to cross Snape!
Alrick: Do you know how much I appreciate you? I hope you do, because I always look forward to your reviews. I will even revise what I have so far in the chapter if I like something you've suggested better and work in your suggestions. You are my best reviewer and so very creative! Please keep up the good reviews! I really think that you make this story a better story!
LostSoul: I understand where you are coming from and that would be my reaction as well. Only all the parents I have talked to say that you have to follow through on things or the kids lose respect for your authority. And with Tirza, there isn't always a whole lot of respect there to begin with! I hope you enjoyed the chapter though, as Snape did have a nice talk with her and I think he'll be able to help her begin to heal now. Your opinions are always welcome though, so never hesitate!
AlexGray: I too ran away once. I was six and walked down the street (about 6 houses) to my Grandma's house. I think my mom knew where I was going and called my grandma, because my grandma was waiting at the door for me when I showed up! LOL!
ElfMoon87: Tirza is very lucky that Rosmerta was the one to find her and keep her safe. She really could have been into some bad things. I hope this chapter meets your expectations!
Lots of Love to All! Hugs, Kerry
