Ch 5
Stacey's Detention
Oh that was just wonderful Snape in my room while I'm practically naked! Wonder if it'll get out and the whole school finds out, oh yea I can just imagine the rumors. "Stacey is sleeping with Snape" "Professor Vitale is Professor Snape's whore"....Great just Great. Though Stacey as she sat at the teachers table for dinner. She was just staring out into space reviewing the events that took place a little les then an hour ago and how she would have to apologize to the little elf that she scared half to death, suddenly she heard her name being said.
"I am pleased to announce that our search for our new Muggel Studies teacher has come to an end. As soon as you all come back from the holiday Professor Vitale Will be your new muggel studies teacher." announced Dumbledore to the heard of students sitting at the four long tables. There was clapping at the Gryffindor, Huffelpuff, and Ravenclaw table ,but very few from the Slytherin table. Go figure... Figures that Snape's bunch wouldn't show much consideration for a muggel teacher. She though, but stood up anyway and smiled at everyone including Laurelle who was standing up, as short as she was, and waving. She felt at home, this is where she belonged.
As soon as the food appeared Stacey sat back down and began to dig in. She hadn't really eaten lunch and was extremely hungry. People at the staff table gave her a Congratulations, well all except for Snape who was too busy glaring at everyone who looked at him and eating his own meal. She sighed and began to think. He really wasn't that bad looking now that she had time to stare at him. His hair was greasy yes, but it looked a little artificial, like he greased it up himself. The teeth were yellow but that could be do to all the tea he drinks. After all that's all people drink around here is tea. She bet that if he put a little effort into it then he could be quit the looker. It just then dawned on her what she was thinking about. Oh my god what was I thinking, He's mean, rude, arrogant, pale , ugly, but for some strange reason unusually hot and......AHHH stop! Stacey, Snap out of it, he's like what 31. Hello a little too old for you and...Oh gee there I go again even when I'm trying to tell myself to stop thinking about him I do it all wrong. She hadn't realized that during all this thinking that she had been staring at Snape, who by this point was giving her a questionable look.
"Miss Vitale, care to tell me what you find to be so captivating that you cannot stop staring at my face." He said with a sly smirk that wasn't intended to be kind
"I ummm....uhhhhh....errr..was..uhhhh...going to...uhhh..ummm." Oh great welcome to the wonderful world of hooked on phonics. With the way I'm going I'll get done saying what I want to say in a year or so. "Ummm... I have to go, I will uhhh see you at detention.....I will be late though, Dumbledore wants to go over some papers with me. umm ok bye bye." She left in somewhat of a hurry, all eyes on her. She felt so stupid. Stuttering like that she decided the best way to get that off her mind would be to go and write the letter to her father. He was going to be mad, she knew, But there wasn't a chance in the world she was going to leave. Not now, not after she had finally found a place to heal her broken heart that was left by her mother.
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In her rooms Stacey was trying to get use to the whole quill, parchment thing. Writing with a feather and a rolled up peace of paper was not her idea of normal, but would have to make due with it anyway. One hour and several quills later she was finally able to begin on her damn letter. Her handwriting wasn't that neat, but what did she care.
Dad,
Please don't worry about me. The strangest thing has happened to me and so far I have been able to make sense of it all. Anyway mom had this trunk in her room and I opened it. Inside was a plain small leather book that was at the bottom. I didn't know at the time that it would send me to a frigin castle. I opened it and was transported to a place called Hogwarts. Dad, this place teaches witchcraft and wizardry. No I'm not going insane...it's the god honest truth. The headmaster here thinks that you'll take this well, but knowing you your probably flipping out as you read this. I also have another little bit of information for you. I became a teacher here. It's a class that teaches them about our world. The nonmagical world; I will not be leaving here. For some strange reason it feels like home...It feels like mom... I know that sounds weird, but hey that's all I can tell ya. I need a favor from you. I am going to ask the headmaster to enchant a book bag and I need you to fill it up with all my clothes and belongings. Shampoo, computer, blankets basically my entire room including rugs, But not the mattress. Please don't worry, and don't call the cops!
, Love ya Stacey
Looking at the clock which now said 7:00, she gathered up the letter and headed for the door to Dumbledore's office. On the was she said hello to a few students and to some pictures, which nodded at her while she passed. The halls were quite, to quite. She had this feeling that someone was following her, or at least watching her. She turned around but no one was there. Behind her came a voice.
"Hey sweet thing.catch!" came an echocy voice. Stacey turned around to confront the dead man who had called her "sweet thing". When she did she saw two water balloons come careening at her. She ducked just in time and heard the two balloons break on the wall behind her. Stacey got up and the smile on the ghost's face disappeared to be replaced with annoyance, disappointment, and anger.
"You must be peeves. Well, let me tell you it takes a lot more then that to get me. Better luck next time" she continued walking and went straight threw the ghost who by this point was screaming at her.
"HEY YOU CAN'T DO THAT.....COME BACK HERE!" She turned back around to stick her tong out at the bothersome ghost. Peeves shook with frustration and went threw a near by wall. She felt triumphant and continued on her way hoping to god that she didn't have to encounter him. From what she heard she figured the next thing he would attempt to do would be to change her dark brown hair into a different color. That would be the last thing she wanted, waking up and looking like Pink.
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Stacey reached the stone gargoyle. There was one little problem. She didn't know the password. She started naming random sweets.
"Jelly beans, lollypops, sugar quill, chocolate frogs, ice-cream, cake, cotton candy, bubblegum, sweet tarts!" she gave up and was about to turn to leave when the gargoyle moved and the stare case appeared along with a smiling Dumbledore. Stacey was glad to see Dumbledore, she liked him. He reminded her of her grandfather on her dad's side. She didn't know her mom's dad, she never met him. For some strange reason when Dumbledore was around she seemed to forget all her problems and felt better about the day. She smiled back at him and he gestured with his hand to follow him.
"I'm sorry Stacey but I suddenly remembered that I didn't tell you the new password." he lowered his voice" that's what happens when you turn 120." he gave a chuckled and Stacey just raised her eye brows.
"120? You look nothing like it. I would have guessed you to be at least 83." Dumbledore smiled even brighter and turned to her as they got to his office.
"Wizards naturally live much older then muggels do and are in our prime at around 50. My dear, Wizards can live to be 150 years old."
"So a wizard who is around 31 isn't that old then right?" She watched as that twinkle in his eye came back and she blushed. For some reason it showed that he knew something and it suddenly made her feel uneasy. Oh crap...I hope he doesn't know who I'm talking about. Well then again he's the only young teacher around here that isn't old enough to be my grandparents. Feeling her tension he decided to quickly change the subject
"Stacey I see that you have a note there I presume that It's the one for your father...Tea?" He gestured to a tea set on his desk.
"Yes, please. The letter in my hand is for my father, but I have a small favor to ask of you. Would it be possible for you to enchant a book bag or something to store as much stuff as you want in it without filling it up and to have the ability to hold large objects...such as a computer? I understand those things aren't aloud here but since I'm not a student would it be possible to bend the rules for me. All electronic items would remain in my room and it wouldn't leave the......" Dumbledore held a hand up to silence her; she was rambling, and then gestured for sugar. She nodded.
"Stacey It would be no trouble at all to have your computer or any other muggel electronic that you may process to be here. They will have to be enchanted though, we have no electricity and things such as those don't work here unless charmed. As for the book bag, that can be arranged as well. I will have one sent to your father before 9:00. Is that ok?"
"Yea that would be great. Thanks so much." She said as she took a scone of the tray and popped it in her mouth.
"Think nothing of it." After Dumbledore went over the contract and she signed it she headed off for dun dun dun... detention. (Scary music in the background with some lighting effects) To her this was stupid. Why should she have to clean out rat brains and such...she was a teacher. Yes she saw what was in those jars around his classroom...she wasn't stupid she knew exactly what those thing were. Slowly as she could she made her way to Snape's class to serve her first and last detention.
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* Detention time and Stacey was set on making this a living nightmare for him and something that he would live to regret. She though that if Snape wanted to give her a detention to do his dirty work then at least she should have some fun. Laurelle and Stacey had it all planed out. They were more or less going to annoy the shit out of him; even if it meant Gryffindor would be in the negative number area on their house points, but what did they care it was all a stupid contest to them anyway. About half way through her descend to the dungeon, she ran into Laurelle who had a big, michivestious smile on her face.
"Hey Laurelle, ready for detention with de smelly old potions teacher." she said in a playful tone.
"Ready? hee hee hee you should be asking him that question, not me... I have a plan that will probably have the entire Gryffindor house hating us, but oh well. You're a teacher anyway you can make it up" Stacey rolled her eyes.
"What do you plan to do? Knowing you it will probably get us blown up or seriously injured by Snape."
"You'll see. All I need you to do is follow my lead." She started to sing " I am so smart I am so smart, S-M-R-T... I mean S-M-A-R-T." Laurelle giggled after she was done with her little tune.
"You know...I'm not even gonna bother to ask." then she began to mumble to herself in a kind tone"Smrt? Crazy nut bag." Laurelle simply laughed at this.
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"Miss Wallach, Professor Vitale, Once again your late. 10 points from Gryffindor for not being prompt." Came the scowling voice from Snape. He was grading papers and didn't even bother to look up as he addressed them. Didn't I tell the moron I was going to be late in the first place. Stupid idiot.
"Professor Snape how did you know it was us, I mean heck for all you know we could have been Professor Lockhart. I mean isn't he just dreamy." Laurelle gave a fake sigh and looked over at Stacey and gave a wink. So this was her superior plan, talk about a moron and how...blaa...wonderful he was. When Stacey glanced over at Snape she saw that meaby her plan wasn't so bad after all. Snape had a scowl so deep on his face that any first year student would have probably turned white with fear, but Laurelle just merely smiled while Stacey took a few steps back. Her face remained impassive, but her eyes showed fear and something else that clearly said "shit". Then out of the clear blue Snape stood up and glared at Laurelle.
"Miss Wallach for you stupidity you will be cleaning up rat brains from several jars over there." He pointed to the left side of the room and Laurelle winced. Snape smiled." As for you, Professor, you will be cleaning out the cauldrons that were used to make a wart removal potion." That didn't seem so bad, but then she got one good look at the pussy substance coating the inside of the cauldrons. She gave one sharp look at him and then slowly made her way to the cauldrons, which were ironically next to the rat brains that Laurelle was cleaning.
For twenty whole minutes the girls did nothing but bother Snape. Of corse they weren't stupid enough to do anything big, but did small things like hum off key and mention Lockhart. Whenever Snape would throw a rude comment at them, both girls would turn there heads to him and smile. Eventually Snape had, had enough and left momentarily, robes swishing behind him. As soon as the door behind him closed Stacey stood up and threw down a cauldron with a bang.
"This is stupid! If I have to smile or mention Lockhart one more time I'm gonna crack!" spat Stacey, Laurelle got up from of the floor and stood in front of her.
"Oh calm down Stac, it is working after all. Did you see the look on Snape's face when I mentioned Lockhart? Boy do I wish I had a camera." She smiled then had a horrible though. "Wouldn't it suck if he ever found out that we were doing this on purpose? He would kill us...dun dun dun... there would be no escape." She said the last part a little too dramatically.
"Personally I could care less. I've gotten out of worse situations. What Ever Snape throws I can take." Stacey was still talking not noticing her face turn pale and her smile drop.
"Uhhh Stacey"
"I mean really even if he tied me up by my feet to the ceiling I could still get out."
"Ummm Stac"
"Ha I would love to se him tr....." A shadow loomed over her and she felt someone behind her "..y" She looked up from where she was standing to see a smirking Snape looming over her.
Fuck!
"So Professor Vitale, your that full of yourself?" with two shakes of his wand Stacey was hanging from a rope by one ankle three feet from the floor." You can leave detention when you get out of that. Miss Wallach you may leave." Laurelle shot Stacey a "I'm sorry, but better you then me" look and left with a hurry. She's still a traitor Though Stacey. She turned her attention back to Snape who was pulling up a chair and watching her.
"You know you're a heartless bastard...right?'
"So I've been told." He gave an evil smile and crossed his arms." Miss Vitale, You under estimate me. You should know not to play with a snake, you'll get bitten"
"And you shouldn't pull a tiger by the tail, you'll get your neck ripped out" Stacey glared at him; she could have easily gotten out of this little "trap" of his, but decided to stick around.
"Miss Vitale, you are hardly a Tiger, compared to what I have seen and the people I've met."
"Look just because I can't use a wand doesn't mean I'm any less dangerous. You're a smart man, surly you could have figured that out"
"You're not dangerous, you haven't escaped the bindings, and you pose no threat to me."
"Who says I just don't enjoy your company and therefore am purposely not attempting to escape." she smiled annoyingly at him. He snorted.
"It would be wise to curb your enthuasim, Miss Vitale."
"Well fine then, if you don't want my company..." She reached up and grabbed the rope above her ankle. She pulled the loop lose and slit her leg out." I'll leave." Snape's eyes widened, but as soon as they did they turned back to impassive. "Good Night Professor Snape." she didn't expect him to even respond so she kept her back to him and made her way to the door. She stopped two feet short from the door when she heard his voice.
"Good night Professor Vitale." His voice wasn't sarcastic, mean, or harsh. It was soft, she turned to him once she reached the door knob and nodded to him with a small smile and left. Severus was left alone with his thoughts. So she really could get out of the bindings as she said she could. So what in the gods was she thinking staying in my company any longer then necessary. I would have though her to up and leave as soon as she was put into the bindings. Doesn't that stupid girl know that I look like this to keep people like her away? Is she really that oblivious? There has to be something else going on. I will find out even if I have to bind her to a table to do it. (AN: When he says "Bind her to a table" It doesn't mean he's gonna rape her. Lol )
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Tomorrow, Stacey though, Is going to begin a nightmare that will last for 24 hours. Well I will be spending time with Severus. Ahhhh, Stacey shut up. Stop thinking about him! I will not think about him! I will not think about him! I will not think about him! I will not think about him! I love his accent!......smrt.....I have to get over this thing for him.. It's just because I feel sorry for him that's all. Humph.. the slime ball. I'll just sleep it out... After all tomorrow begins the Christmas holiday, so I can sleep as late as I want.
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(KNOCK,KNOCK,KNOCK) There was a tapping at the door and it was driving Stacey mad. She didn't care if it was the damn president of the United States, there was no way in hell she was getting up. She threw the covers over her head and yelled.
"GO THE FUCK AWAY! I'M NOT GETTING UP! IF YOU WISH TO KEEP YOUR HEAD CONNECTED TO YOUR BODY I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE!"(A.N: this is really how I am in the morning. Ask my mother.) Stacey heard a Click and the door open. Around two seconds later the covers were pulled from her body and there stood Severus. Stacey was in a pair of boxers and t-shirt. Her stuff had somehow arrived at around 10:00 last night. There was a letter, but she though it wise to open it later.
"God Damit! Are you insane. Didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to walk in uninvited? I don't wake up for another 3 hours! ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Stacey was standing up on her bed and looking at him straight in the face. She wasn't short, on the country, she was 5"9, but Severus had to be a good 6"0, so standing on the ground to look at him wouldn't be a good idea.
"Believe me, I wouldn't have bothered, but today your suppose to go to Diagon Ally to get your supplies. You slept threw breakfast and we leave in an hour. Get ready." As soon as he left she laid back down on her bed, but the door opened again and in popped his head. "Oh and don't go back to bed or I will be forced to send Lockhart in hear to wake you."
"You do that and you'll be looking for a new DADA teacher." She said with her head buried in a pillow. He had to chuckle at this.
"Accutly I was hoping something like that would happen." He closed the door once more and she though meaby it would be a good idea to get up. The last thing she needed or wanted was Gilidory coming in here with one of his damn robes to blind her. She slumped out of bed slowly but gradually and made her way over to the mirror.
"Oh my you look horrorible!" The reflection in the mirror said. Stacey though at first that she was delirious. Ok that's it no more junk food before I go to bed. "You should really comb your hair and wear some make up you would look much better."
"What the fuc...." she said slowly and calmly looking at the mirror like it was some foreign object she'd never seen before...well come to think of it.. it was.
"And I'm sure your handsome friend who was in here a little while ago would think the same" Stacey automatically came out of her "oh look at me I'm shocked" mood to "It's time to kill" mood.
"Look here you stupid piece of glass, if you don't remain quite while I get dressed, you'll be shattered into a zillion pieces...GOT IT." the reflection gulped. "Good". That thing didn't know what it was talking about.. She didn't look that bad. Stacey wasn't as skinny as a stick, but then again she wasn't chubby either. She was more toned then anything else. Sports will do that. She had a weird eye color too, they were yellow-green. Her dark brown hair reached her mid back and was thick. She considered herself to be pretty. "Humph, dumb mirror, doesn't know what it's talking about!" she mumbled.
Thirty minutes later she was dressed. Since it was cold out she wore a heavy hooded sweatshirt and jeans. Hello and welcome to the game show 'spot the muggel'. Stacey was hungry and though it best to go to the great hall to grab a bite to eat.
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After grabbing a bagel and a really bad coffee from the house elves in the kitchen, she ran into the last person she ever wanted to see.....Gilidory. He was still wearing those bright robes that made Stacey's eyes hurt. He fell in step with her and believe me that is not an easy thing to do considering she was a quick walker.
"Good Afternoon Stacey, My you look lovely today. I've heard that you and Severus are going to Diagon ally." she looked at him and gave a fake but sweet (As sweet as she could be anyway) smile and took a sip of her coffee.
"Yes, and why are you sucking up Gilidory... What is it you want? Considering I look like I just woke up." She gave him an evil stare.
"Accutly I was hoping that after you got back from your little trip with Sev that you would shower me with your presence to a drink at the three broom sticks." She was temped to take her hot coffee and stick it down his pants, but though it best not to. Ha her go with him! It was almost funny, almost. She stopped and turned to him smile gone.
"Accutly I'm going to have to decline. Umm I am far too busy. Thanks anyway." He looked like he had been hit with a soccer right in the gut. She gave another smile and walked into the staff room. He followed her still persistent on that date.
"Perhaps then you would like to accompany me to the Yule ball tomorrow? I'm sure you would like to go" Stacey ignored him and continued to eat her bagel. Basically all the teachers were in there and they all heard what the two were talking about. Including Snape who put down the magazine he was reading to look at the Idiot that was trying to whoo over the stubborn American..
"Umm I'm sorry I'm uhh going with a friend. I'm sure you can find someone else can't you?"
"Why yes,but I .."
"Good, now please allow me to eat in peace." Gilidory gave a bow and left the room, as he did Stacey gave a sigh and continued to eat her bagel.
"What was that all about, dear." said a plump lady with dirt under her finger nails.
"Oh god, he was trying to ask me for a date. He's not my type, I don't date people who have an i.q. lower then a rock." the plump lady giggled and took a sip of her tea.
"I'm surprised, usually witches from all over swoon over him. Woman love him."
"Yes, but I'm also not an air head. I don't believe in melting around men. I go for what's inside the book, not the cover. The man has no brains, and therefore is not attractive to me." Severus snorted
"That's not what you and Miss Wallach were saying during detention. From what I understand you adore him." Stacey stared at him for a second not quit sure what he was talking about. Then it hit her and she began to laugh uncontrollably. Severus raised an eyebrow.
"Oh god you kill me, you do realize that we were only saying that to annoy you, right? We really don't feel that way about him.. As a matter of fact, we hate him as much as you do." Severus's face was impassive, he picked his magazine up again and began to read it. Stacey was done laughing and decided to leave for her office. She figured since she had time to kill she should go set up her computer.
Twenty or so minutes later Severus walked into Stacey's office. He was about to say something, but stopped when he saw the computer plopped on Stacey's desk. She was under the table trying to connect wires to the tower. It was a Black Dell Demention 4300s Series and her pride and joy. Realizing that he was standing there she got up from the floor and wiped the dust off her pants.
"Time to leave already? Well ok let me get my gloves and my book bag." She went into the classroom to get her things. Meanwhile Severus though it best to take a look at the thing that took up half her desk. It really was advanced looking. He moved over to it and tapped it a couple of times with his wand. Nothing happened.
"You know it's not hooked up yet." He stood up straight still keeping his eyes on the computer, not turning around.
"How do you know which wire goes where?" He asked as if he didn't really care.
"Well I know that computer like the back of my hand; it's easy for me to put it together. I know what each wire does and where it goes on the tower. That's the tall thing to your right." he raised an eyebrow then turned to her.
"Come on. We have to get going now If we want to make it to the portkey."
"Portkey? What's that?"
"I'll explain it to you later."
"Ok what ever you say." she said rolling her eyes at him. he just looked at her in annoyance.
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A.N: Oh goody, if your wondering about the song Laurelle was singing, it's an inside joke between me and her. (For those of you who are now just catching on, yes we are real people!) it was a song that Bart Simpson sang and I just got the song stuck in my head and it was playing over and over and over and I just needed to get it out of my head. I never even though I would make it this far in my story...I know the plot is weird, but I'm just making this up as I go along....in the story, don't think Laurelle is a midget, she's really like 5"2 5"3. Around there. Please r&r. TTFN ta ta for now.
Stacey's Detention
Oh that was just wonderful Snape in my room while I'm practically naked! Wonder if it'll get out and the whole school finds out, oh yea I can just imagine the rumors. "Stacey is sleeping with Snape" "Professor Vitale is Professor Snape's whore"....Great just Great. Though Stacey as she sat at the teachers table for dinner. She was just staring out into space reviewing the events that took place a little les then an hour ago and how she would have to apologize to the little elf that she scared half to death, suddenly she heard her name being said.
"I am pleased to announce that our search for our new Muggel Studies teacher has come to an end. As soon as you all come back from the holiday Professor Vitale Will be your new muggel studies teacher." announced Dumbledore to the heard of students sitting at the four long tables. There was clapping at the Gryffindor, Huffelpuff, and Ravenclaw table ,but very few from the Slytherin table. Go figure... Figures that Snape's bunch wouldn't show much consideration for a muggel teacher. She though, but stood up anyway and smiled at everyone including Laurelle who was standing up, as short as she was, and waving. She felt at home, this is where she belonged.
As soon as the food appeared Stacey sat back down and began to dig in. She hadn't really eaten lunch and was extremely hungry. People at the staff table gave her a Congratulations, well all except for Snape who was too busy glaring at everyone who looked at him and eating his own meal. She sighed and began to think. He really wasn't that bad looking now that she had time to stare at him. His hair was greasy yes, but it looked a little artificial, like he greased it up himself. The teeth were yellow but that could be do to all the tea he drinks. After all that's all people drink around here is tea. She bet that if he put a little effort into it then he could be quit the looker. It just then dawned on her what she was thinking about. Oh my god what was I thinking, He's mean, rude, arrogant, pale , ugly, but for some strange reason unusually hot and......AHHH stop! Stacey, Snap out of it, he's like what 31. Hello a little too old for you and...Oh gee there I go again even when I'm trying to tell myself to stop thinking about him I do it all wrong. She hadn't realized that during all this thinking that she had been staring at Snape, who by this point was giving her a questionable look.
"Miss Vitale, care to tell me what you find to be so captivating that you cannot stop staring at my face." He said with a sly smirk that wasn't intended to be kind
"I ummm....uhhhhh....errr..was..uhhhh...going to...uhhh..ummm." Oh great welcome to the wonderful world of hooked on phonics. With the way I'm going I'll get done saying what I want to say in a year or so. "Ummm... I have to go, I will uhhh see you at detention.....I will be late though, Dumbledore wants to go over some papers with me. umm ok bye bye." She left in somewhat of a hurry, all eyes on her. She felt so stupid. Stuttering like that she decided the best way to get that off her mind would be to go and write the letter to her father. He was going to be mad, she knew, But there wasn't a chance in the world she was going to leave. Not now, not after she had finally found a place to heal her broken heart that was left by her mother.
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In her rooms Stacey was trying to get use to the whole quill, parchment thing. Writing with a feather and a rolled up peace of paper was not her idea of normal, but would have to make due with it anyway. One hour and several quills later she was finally able to begin on her damn letter. Her handwriting wasn't that neat, but what did she care.
Dad,
Please don't worry about me. The strangest thing has happened to me and so far I have been able to make sense of it all. Anyway mom had this trunk in her room and I opened it. Inside was a plain small leather book that was at the bottom. I didn't know at the time that it would send me to a frigin castle. I opened it and was transported to a place called Hogwarts. Dad, this place teaches witchcraft and wizardry. No I'm not going insane...it's the god honest truth. The headmaster here thinks that you'll take this well, but knowing you your probably flipping out as you read this. I also have another little bit of information for you. I became a teacher here. It's a class that teaches them about our world. The nonmagical world; I will not be leaving here. For some strange reason it feels like home...It feels like mom... I know that sounds weird, but hey that's all I can tell ya. I need a favor from you. I am going to ask the headmaster to enchant a book bag and I need you to fill it up with all my clothes and belongings. Shampoo, computer, blankets basically my entire room including rugs, But not the mattress. Please don't worry, and don't call the cops!
, Love ya Stacey
Looking at the clock which now said 7:00, she gathered up the letter and headed for the door to Dumbledore's office. On the was she said hello to a few students and to some pictures, which nodded at her while she passed. The halls were quite, to quite. She had this feeling that someone was following her, or at least watching her. She turned around but no one was there. Behind her came a voice.
"Hey sweet thing.catch!" came an echocy voice. Stacey turned around to confront the dead man who had called her "sweet thing". When she did she saw two water balloons come careening at her. She ducked just in time and heard the two balloons break on the wall behind her. Stacey got up and the smile on the ghost's face disappeared to be replaced with annoyance, disappointment, and anger.
"You must be peeves. Well, let me tell you it takes a lot more then that to get me. Better luck next time" she continued walking and went straight threw the ghost who by this point was screaming at her.
"HEY YOU CAN'T DO THAT.....COME BACK HERE!" She turned back around to stick her tong out at the bothersome ghost. Peeves shook with frustration and went threw a near by wall. She felt triumphant and continued on her way hoping to god that she didn't have to encounter him. From what she heard she figured the next thing he would attempt to do would be to change her dark brown hair into a different color. That would be the last thing she wanted, waking up and looking like Pink.
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Stacey reached the stone gargoyle. There was one little problem. She didn't know the password. She started naming random sweets.
"Jelly beans, lollypops, sugar quill, chocolate frogs, ice-cream, cake, cotton candy, bubblegum, sweet tarts!" she gave up and was about to turn to leave when the gargoyle moved and the stare case appeared along with a smiling Dumbledore. Stacey was glad to see Dumbledore, she liked him. He reminded her of her grandfather on her dad's side. She didn't know her mom's dad, she never met him. For some strange reason when Dumbledore was around she seemed to forget all her problems and felt better about the day. She smiled back at him and he gestured with his hand to follow him.
"I'm sorry Stacey but I suddenly remembered that I didn't tell you the new password." he lowered his voice" that's what happens when you turn 120." he gave a chuckled and Stacey just raised her eye brows.
"120? You look nothing like it. I would have guessed you to be at least 83." Dumbledore smiled even brighter and turned to her as they got to his office.
"Wizards naturally live much older then muggels do and are in our prime at around 50. My dear, Wizards can live to be 150 years old."
"So a wizard who is around 31 isn't that old then right?" She watched as that twinkle in his eye came back and she blushed. For some reason it showed that he knew something and it suddenly made her feel uneasy. Oh crap...I hope he doesn't know who I'm talking about. Well then again he's the only young teacher around here that isn't old enough to be my grandparents. Feeling her tension he decided to quickly change the subject
"Stacey I see that you have a note there I presume that It's the one for your father...Tea?" He gestured to a tea set on his desk.
"Yes, please. The letter in my hand is for my father, but I have a small favor to ask of you. Would it be possible for you to enchant a book bag or something to store as much stuff as you want in it without filling it up and to have the ability to hold large objects...such as a computer? I understand those things aren't aloud here but since I'm not a student would it be possible to bend the rules for me. All electronic items would remain in my room and it wouldn't leave the......" Dumbledore held a hand up to silence her; she was rambling, and then gestured for sugar. She nodded.
"Stacey It would be no trouble at all to have your computer or any other muggel electronic that you may process to be here. They will have to be enchanted though, we have no electricity and things such as those don't work here unless charmed. As for the book bag, that can be arranged as well. I will have one sent to your father before 9:00. Is that ok?"
"Yea that would be great. Thanks so much." She said as she took a scone of the tray and popped it in her mouth.
"Think nothing of it." After Dumbledore went over the contract and she signed it she headed off for dun dun dun... detention. (Scary music in the background with some lighting effects) To her this was stupid. Why should she have to clean out rat brains and such...she was a teacher. Yes she saw what was in those jars around his classroom...she wasn't stupid she knew exactly what those thing were. Slowly as she could she made her way to Snape's class to serve her first and last detention.
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* Detention time and Stacey was set on making this a living nightmare for him and something that he would live to regret. She though that if Snape wanted to give her a detention to do his dirty work then at least she should have some fun. Laurelle and Stacey had it all planed out. They were more or less going to annoy the shit out of him; even if it meant Gryffindor would be in the negative number area on their house points, but what did they care it was all a stupid contest to them anyway. About half way through her descend to the dungeon, she ran into Laurelle who had a big, michivestious smile on her face.
"Hey Laurelle, ready for detention with de smelly old potions teacher." she said in a playful tone.
"Ready? hee hee hee you should be asking him that question, not me... I have a plan that will probably have the entire Gryffindor house hating us, but oh well. You're a teacher anyway you can make it up" Stacey rolled her eyes.
"What do you plan to do? Knowing you it will probably get us blown up or seriously injured by Snape."
"You'll see. All I need you to do is follow my lead." She started to sing " I am so smart I am so smart, S-M-R-T... I mean S-M-A-R-T." Laurelle giggled after she was done with her little tune.
"You know...I'm not even gonna bother to ask." then she began to mumble to herself in a kind tone"Smrt? Crazy nut bag." Laurelle simply laughed at this.
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"Miss Wallach, Professor Vitale, Once again your late. 10 points from Gryffindor for not being prompt." Came the scowling voice from Snape. He was grading papers and didn't even bother to look up as he addressed them. Didn't I tell the moron I was going to be late in the first place. Stupid idiot.
"Professor Snape how did you know it was us, I mean heck for all you know we could have been Professor Lockhart. I mean isn't he just dreamy." Laurelle gave a fake sigh and looked over at Stacey and gave a wink. So this was her superior plan, talk about a moron and how...blaa...wonderful he was. When Stacey glanced over at Snape she saw that meaby her plan wasn't so bad after all. Snape had a scowl so deep on his face that any first year student would have probably turned white with fear, but Laurelle just merely smiled while Stacey took a few steps back. Her face remained impassive, but her eyes showed fear and something else that clearly said "shit". Then out of the clear blue Snape stood up and glared at Laurelle.
"Miss Wallach for you stupidity you will be cleaning up rat brains from several jars over there." He pointed to the left side of the room and Laurelle winced. Snape smiled." As for you, Professor, you will be cleaning out the cauldrons that were used to make a wart removal potion." That didn't seem so bad, but then she got one good look at the pussy substance coating the inside of the cauldrons. She gave one sharp look at him and then slowly made her way to the cauldrons, which were ironically next to the rat brains that Laurelle was cleaning.
For twenty whole minutes the girls did nothing but bother Snape. Of corse they weren't stupid enough to do anything big, but did small things like hum off key and mention Lockhart. Whenever Snape would throw a rude comment at them, both girls would turn there heads to him and smile. Eventually Snape had, had enough and left momentarily, robes swishing behind him. As soon as the door behind him closed Stacey stood up and threw down a cauldron with a bang.
"This is stupid! If I have to smile or mention Lockhart one more time I'm gonna crack!" spat Stacey, Laurelle got up from of the floor and stood in front of her.
"Oh calm down Stac, it is working after all. Did you see the look on Snape's face when I mentioned Lockhart? Boy do I wish I had a camera." She smiled then had a horrible though. "Wouldn't it suck if he ever found out that we were doing this on purpose? He would kill us...dun dun dun... there would be no escape." She said the last part a little too dramatically.
"Personally I could care less. I've gotten out of worse situations. What Ever Snape throws I can take." Stacey was still talking not noticing her face turn pale and her smile drop.
"Uhhh Stacey"
"I mean really even if he tied me up by my feet to the ceiling I could still get out."
"Ummm Stac"
"Ha I would love to se him tr....." A shadow loomed over her and she felt someone behind her "..y" She looked up from where she was standing to see a smirking Snape looming over her.
Fuck!
"So Professor Vitale, your that full of yourself?" with two shakes of his wand Stacey was hanging from a rope by one ankle three feet from the floor." You can leave detention when you get out of that. Miss Wallach you may leave." Laurelle shot Stacey a "I'm sorry, but better you then me" look and left with a hurry. She's still a traitor Though Stacey. She turned her attention back to Snape who was pulling up a chair and watching her.
"You know you're a heartless bastard...right?'
"So I've been told." He gave an evil smile and crossed his arms." Miss Vitale, You under estimate me. You should know not to play with a snake, you'll get bitten"
"And you shouldn't pull a tiger by the tail, you'll get your neck ripped out" Stacey glared at him; she could have easily gotten out of this little "trap" of his, but decided to stick around.
"Miss Vitale, you are hardly a Tiger, compared to what I have seen and the people I've met."
"Look just because I can't use a wand doesn't mean I'm any less dangerous. You're a smart man, surly you could have figured that out"
"You're not dangerous, you haven't escaped the bindings, and you pose no threat to me."
"Who says I just don't enjoy your company and therefore am purposely not attempting to escape." she smiled annoyingly at him. He snorted.
"It would be wise to curb your enthuasim, Miss Vitale."
"Well fine then, if you don't want my company..." She reached up and grabbed the rope above her ankle. She pulled the loop lose and slit her leg out." I'll leave." Snape's eyes widened, but as soon as they did they turned back to impassive. "Good Night Professor Snape." she didn't expect him to even respond so she kept her back to him and made her way to the door. She stopped two feet short from the door when she heard his voice.
"Good night Professor Vitale." His voice wasn't sarcastic, mean, or harsh. It was soft, she turned to him once she reached the door knob and nodded to him with a small smile and left. Severus was left alone with his thoughts. So she really could get out of the bindings as she said she could. So what in the gods was she thinking staying in my company any longer then necessary. I would have though her to up and leave as soon as she was put into the bindings. Doesn't that stupid girl know that I look like this to keep people like her away? Is she really that oblivious? There has to be something else going on. I will find out even if I have to bind her to a table to do it. (AN: When he says "Bind her to a table" It doesn't mean he's gonna rape her. Lol )
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Tomorrow, Stacey though, Is going to begin a nightmare that will last for 24 hours. Well I will be spending time with Severus. Ahhhh, Stacey shut up. Stop thinking about him! I will not think about him! I will not think about him! I will not think about him! I will not think about him! I love his accent!......smrt.....I have to get over this thing for him.. It's just because I feel sorry for him that's all. Humph.. the slime ball. I'll just sleep it out... After all tomorrow begins the Christmas holiday, so I can sleep as late as I want.
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(KNOCK,KNOCK,KNOCK) There was a tapping at the door and it was driving Stacey mad. She didn't care if it was the damn president of the United States, there was no way in hell she was getting up. She threw the covers over her head and yelled.
"GO THE FUCK AWAY! I'M NOT GETTING UP! IF YOU WISH TO KEEP YOUR HEAD CONNECTED TO YOUR BODY I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE!"(A.N: this is really how I am in the morning. Ask my mother.) Stacey heard a Click and the door open. Around two seconds later the covers were pulled from her body and there stood Severus. Stacey was in a pair of boxers and t-shirt. Her stuff had somehow arrived at around 10:00 last night. There was a letter, but she though it wise to open it later.
"God Damit! Are you insane. Didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to walk in uninvited? I don't wake up for another 3 hours! ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Stacey was standing up on her bed and looking at him straight in the face. She wasn't short, on the country, she was 5"9, but Severus had to be a good 6"0, so standing on the ground to look at him wouldn't be a good idea.
"Believe me, I wouldn't have bothered, but today your suppose to go to Diagon Ally to get your supplies. You slept threw breakfast and we leave in an hour. Get ready." As soon as he left she laid back down on her bed, but the door opened again and in popped his head. "Oh and don't go back to bed or I will be forced to send Lockhart in hear to wake you."
"You do that and you'll be looking for a new DADA teacher." She said with her head buried in a pillow. He had to chuckle at this.
"Accutly I was hoping something like that would happen." He closed the door once more and she though meaby it would be a good idea to get up. The last thing she needed or wanted was Gilidory coming in here with one of his damn robes to blind her. She slumped out of bed slowly but gradually and made her way over to the mirror.
"Oh my you look horrorible!" The reflection in the mirror said. Stacey though at first that she was delirious. Ok that's it no more junk food before I go to bed. "You should really comb your hair and wear some make up you would look much better."
"What the fuc...." she said slowly and calmly looking at the mirror like it was some foreign object she'd never seen before...well come to think of it.. it was.
"And I'm sure your handsome friend who was in here a little while ago would think the same" Stacey automatically came out of her "oh look at me I'm shocked" mood to "It's time to kill" mood.
"Look here you stupid piece of glass, if you don't remain quite while I get dressed, you'll be shattered into a zillion pieces...GOT IT." the reflection gulped. "Good". That thing didn't know what it was talking about.. She didn't look that bad. Stacey wasn't as skinny as a stick, but then again she wasn't chubby either. She was more toned then anything else. Sports will do that. She had a weird eye color too, they were yellow-green. Her dark brown hair reached her mid back and was thick. She considered herself to be pretty. "Humph, dumb mirror, doesn't know what it's talking about!" she mumbled.
Thirty minutes later she was dressed. Since it was cold out she wore a heavy hooded sweatshirt and jeans. Hello and welcome to the game show 'spot the muggel'. Stacey was hungry and though it best to go to the great hall to grab a bite to eat.
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After grabbing a bagel and a really bad coffee from the house elves in the kitchen, she ran into the last person she ever wanted to see.....Gilidory. He was still wearing those bright robes that made Stacey's eyes hurt. He fell in step with her and believe me that is not an easy thing to do considering she was a quick walker.
"Good Afternoon Stacey, My you look lovely today. I've heard that you and Severus are going to Diagon ally." she looked at him and gave a fake but sweet (As sweet as she could be anyway) smile and took a sip of her coffee.
"Yes, and why are you sucking up Gilidory... What is it you want? Considering I look like I just woke up." She gave him an evil stare.
"Accutly I was hoping that after you got back from your little trip with Sev that you would shower me with your presence to a drink at the three broom sticks." She was temped to take her hot coffee and stick it down his pants, but though it best not to. Ha her go with him! It was almost funny, almost. She stopped and turned to him smile gone.
"Accutly I'm going to have to decline. Umm I am far too busy. Thanks anyway." He looked like he had been hit with a soccer right in the gut. She gave another smile and walked into the staff room. He followed her still persistent on that date.
"Perhaps then you would like to accompany me to the Yule ball tomorrow? I'm sure you would like to go" Stacey ignored him and continued to eat her bagel. Basically all the teachers were in there and they all heard what the two were talking about. Including Snape who put down the magazine he was reading to look at the Idiot that was trying to whoo over the stubborn American..
"Umm I'm sorry I'm uhh going with a friend. I'm sure you can find someone else can't you?"
"Why yes,but I .."
"Good, now please allow me to eat in peace." Gilidory gave a bow and left the room, as he did Stacey gave a sigh and continued to eat her bagel.
"What was that all about, dear." said a plump lady with dirt under her finger nails.
"Oh god, he was trying to ask me for a date. He's not my type, I don't date people who have an i.q. lower then a rock." the plump lady giggled and took a sip of her tea.
"I'm surprised, usually witches from all over swoon over him. Woman love him."
"Yes, but I'm also not an air head. I don't believe in melting around men. I go for what's inside the book, not the cover. The man has no brains, and therefore is not attractive to me." Severus snorted
"That's not what you and Miss Wallach were saying during detention. From what I understand you adore him." Stacey stared at him for a second not quit sure what he was talking about. Then it hit her and she began to laugh uncontrollably. Severus raised an eyebrow.
"Oh god you kill me, you do realize that we were only saying that to annoy you, right? We really don't feel that way about him.. As a matter of fact, we hate him as much as you do." Severus's face was impassive, he picked his magazine up again and began to read it. Stacey was done laughing and decided to leave for her office. She figured since she had time to kill she should go set up her computer.
Twenty or so minutes later Severus walked into Stacey's office. He was about to say something, but stopped when he saw the computer plopped on Stacey's desk. She was under the table trying to connect wires to the tower. It was a Black Dell Demention 4300s Series and her pride and joy. Realizing that he was standing there she got up from the floor and wiped the dust off her pants.
"Time to leave already? Well ok let me get my gloves and my book bag." She went into the classroom to get her things. Meanwhile Severus though it best to take a look at the thing that took up half her desk. It really was advanced looking. He moved over to it and tapped it a couple of times with his wand. Nothing happened.
"You know it's not hooked up yet." He stood up straight still keeping his eyes on the computer, not turning around.
"How do you know which wire goes where?" He asked as if he didn't really care.
"Well I know that computer like the back of my hand; it's easy for me to put it together. I know what each wire does and where it goes on the tower. That's the tall thing to your right." he raised an eyebrow then turned to her.
"Come on. We have to get going now If we want to make it to the portkey."
"Portkey? What's that?"
"I'll explain it to you later."
"Ok what ever you say." she said rolling her eyes at him. he just looked at her in annoyance.
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A.N: Oh goody, if your wondering about the song Laurelle was singing, it's an inside joke between me and her. (For those of you who are now just catching on, yes we are real people!) it was a song that Bart Simpson sang and I just got the song stuck in my head and it was playing over and over and over and I just needed to get it out of my head. I never even though I would make it this far in my story...I know the plot is weird, but I'm just making this up as I go along....in the story, don't think Laurelle is a midget, she's really like 5"2 5"3. Around there. Please r&r. TTFN ta ta for now.
