CH 11
She had been running for what seemed like forever (Acutely it was only 20 minutes and she had gotten lost.) Severus had been close behind her, attempting to keep up, but with very little success. He wasn't sure what was wrong with her since he couldn't read the letter that she had reacted so badly too. In this case the worst possible thing that he could think of was that her father cut her supply of candy off, after all that's all she seemed to eat. Too caught up in his thoughts he didn't realize that she made a turn and went in another direction while he kept running straight.
Stacey now stood in front of the giant stone gargoyle that stood between her and Dumbledore's office. She shouted every candy she could think of at the giant statue, but to no success. The damn thing still stood not moving.
"Stupid piece of shit MOVE!" she shouted while kicking the base of the gargoyle. That didn't seem to do anything, but break every bone in her foot.
"Peppermint Imps" Came the exhausted voice from behind her. It was Severus, a very flushed and tired Severus. He didn't seem all to happy with the idea of running after her and trying to make sure that she didn't get herself killed. She was about to scold him for being an idiot and not telling her the password sooner, but the gargoyle moved and she ran up the stair case slamming the door open.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!?" She screamed. From the looks of it she scared poor Fawks right off his perch and startled Severus, who by this point was in a chair trying to catch his breath. The only one in the room who wasn't affected by her loud entrance was Dumbledore. It was almost as if he had been expecting her to come in and scream at the top of her lungs. Calmly he stood up and walked over to where she stood and put a loving hand on the top of her head to calm her down.
"It was for your own safety Stacey." He moved away from her and went to his desk and sat down.
"What the hell do you mean for my own safety!?" She took a deep long breath to try and prevent the tears that were about to come pouring out." I want to know what is going on. Why were my parents hiding out from He-Who-...Oh whatever the fuck his name is! Please tell me...I want to know everything starting with who my mother really was." When she was done she walked to a seat across from his desk and sat down waiting for him to begin.
"Your mother, Stacey, was one of the best Aurors that that the wizarding world has ever seen. She was partnered up with another Auror named Alaster Moody.." Severus gave a snort of degust at hearing this name. Stacey, who still wasn't in a mood to hear anything that he had to say, got up from her chair and kicked him as hard as she could in the leg and told him to shut his mouth. Albus, who was watching the whole thing, gave a look of amusement at the both of them and waited until she was seated again before continuing." Yes well, as I was saying, together they were responsible for bringing in more the 134 Death Eaters. After the fall of Voldemort she met an American Auror, your father and soon they were married. Stacey, there is also something else that you need to know. Your mother was murdered..."
"WHAT!" She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Everyone had told her, her mother died of cancer. How the hell did they just let it slip that she had happened to be murdered? Was her whole god damn life a lie? What else had she not been told?
"Before your mother died she and your father both had agreed with me that it would be safer to just keep you away from the wizarding world until Voldemort was destroyed. They had remained hidden for some time, but several months ago your mother was found, tortured, and killed. From what I understand they are now looking for you."
"But why?"
"Stacey do you realize what you are?"
"A muggle?" He gave a small smile and shook his head no.
"A witch?"
"Yes." Well duhh why didn't she see it before. Feeling very stupid, she got up and started to pace the room. That still didn't answer why the Death Eaters where after her. There were witches and wizards all over the place, why would they come after her?
"Well what does being a witch have to do with anything. That still doesn't answer why there after me or why they tried to kill me. What the hell do they want!?"
"I believe I could answer that." Stacey and Albus both turned to look at Severus. She gave him a look of confusion while Albus didn't seem to surprised that he knew about the Death Eaters.
"What are you talking about?"
"For awhile now, the dark lord has been telling us about a key weapon that could be used to destroy Hogwarts and how it is essential that we locate it. This weapon was in the form of a young witch, for months he has sent followers to go and find her."
"Severus, what did he say about her?" Asked Dumbledore.
"He described her as being the daughter of the auror that was tortured a few months back." He looked over at Stacey. "I believe Albus, that this is the woman that he was looking for."
"I'm a weapon? What is wrong with him...what the hell did I ever do to him?" She now began to pace the room very quickly." Look if he gives you such a problem then why don't you just blow him up with a bomb or something? I'm pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to withstand an attack like that."
"Is that the only way you Americans know how to deal with a problem; Blow it up?" Scowled Severus
"No, but it sounds better then going aginst him with a wand? What do you plan to do huh? Poke him to death, oh yea real good idea?"
"You silly girl! If we could get rid of him that easily don't you think we would have done it in the first place! He can't be stopped by simple means such as that!"
"Simple! An atomic bomb is not simple. If we were to drop one here at Hogwarts everything within 50 miles of here would be destroyed! Now tell me if that's simple."
"He is protected by magic; the only way to defeat magic is with magic. Can you not grasp that in your tiny little mind?"
"Oh that's it!" If Albus hadn't casted a levitation spell on her he would have been looking for another potions master right about now. Inches away from his face she did manage to give him a good punch which did leave a nice red mark on his cheek. She really did have enough of his rude and snide behavior never had she met a man who always acted as though he had a stick up his ass.
Clutching his cheek with his right hand he was about to pounce on her when Albus came out of nowhere and created a barrier between. When he spoke his voice was full of annoyance. "Severus, I would have expected better manners from you, especially towards my granddaughter." The look on his face was priceless, his lips were moving, but nothing was comming out. Stacey, who was still hanging in mid air, couldn't pass up this opportunity.
"Severus Snape, you are not a fish." He quickly closed his mouth, but before he could regain the ability to talk again Dumbledore turned around and gave a look of authority to her. Stacey, who was smiling a moment ago, looked up into her grandfather's eyes and sank her head low. She felt as if she disappointed him, and it gave her a sense of pain inside her heart.
"You know my dear, you are like you mother in many ways." Her head shot back up and saw that the frown was replaced by a smile and that there was now a twinkle in his eye.
"Really?"
"Yes, which is why I assigned Severus to watch you."
"Oh joy." she said in a dull and sarcastic voice. Her grandfather was right though in assigning Severus to watch her. The one thing she liked to do was get into trouble. It wasn't that she was a bad person or tried to get into trouble it's just that she would tend to stick her nose in things that weren't any of her business. 'Why do I have to be stuck with him...He'll probably be more of a threat to me then that Darth Vader wanna be.'
"Umm, Grandpa." Boy did that feel weird...but what else do I call him now? "The one thing I don't understand is why he's after me in the first place. I mean sure he was talking about some weapon, but what does that have to do with anything? The last time I checked the only thing I could do with a wand was throw it." She remembered a few weeks ago when that little slime ball Draco had his wand and was about to blast some red headed boy out the hall, but before he could even get the words out she grabbed his wand, moved over to a window, and threw it into the lake. "Oh and one more thing, can you put me down I'm beginning to get a crink in my neck" After she was on the ground she gave him a thanks and waited for him to begin.
"Stacey, there was a reason why Trelawney's door blew up." She froze, so it wasn't a bug problem? Then could that old owl be right? Is she evil?
"Oh my god, it's true! I do have a black aura. The owl was right. I have to leave if she's right about that then she's right about me being a danger to the school. I-"
"No no, not at all, far from it as a matter of fact you posses a very rare gift."
"What to explode the doors of crazed lunatics."
"In a way yes." She was being sarcastic, she didn't acutely mean for that to be her rare gift.
"What so I blow things up?"
"It's not as simple as that, but yes you do blow things up." This was bad, she didn't want to have this ability. It could be dangerous for the people around her, what if one day she sneezed or something and she accidentally took out half the school or even worse kill someone. She wasn't ready for this. Dumbledore must have been able to read her mind, because he went over to her and gave her a hug while giving her a solution to her questions. "Don't worry about not being able to control your power yet. I have someone who might be able to help with that."
Severus, who by this point had been sitting quietly in his chair after hearing the shocking news, automatically knew what was comming. Please please, no I'll stop being an insufferable bastard I promise. I'll even award Gryffindor 1000 house points just please don't say what I think he's going to say! Albus then turned to face him while having one arm around Stacey's shoulder. "Since our DADA professor is erm....a little busy. Severus will be instructing you and training you to use your power." NOOOOOOOO!! Now he had the misfortune of having to teach a walking time bomb how to use her special "gift" and in the process not get blown up himself. What else could happen?
"Before you two leave, I was wondering if you could possibly give me an example so we both know what kind of power your dealing with." he took out his wand and transfigured one of his books into a standing, stuffed dummy. Cute, and look it's in the shape of a human. Meaby if I pretend that it's Lockhart....."Now I want you to concentrate on the target and use both your hands to direct the power." For some reason when she was getting ready to concentrate both men took a good 20 steps back away from her and with good reason. When she had launched her power everything except the target exploded, as a matter of fact the wall was no longer there either.
"Umm I'm guessing that wasn't suppose to happen."
"I suppose were going to need a little work, don't you think Severus." When she turned to look at him she noticed he looked a little shocked and pale. Where in his resamay did it say that he worked with little nova bombs.
"On one condition."
"Yes?"
"We train outside, there is no way I will allow my potions lab to be destroyed by her bad aim."
"Done. Now Stacey you do realize that this makes you a witch, which means your going to need a wand."
"I don't have to go back to Diagon Ally do I?" She didn't want to go back there and risk the chance of running into Lucifer...Oh I'm sorry I meant Lucious, and his son the little weasel.(or ferret hee hee)
"No, I believe that I can arrange for Mr. Ollivander to come here over the weekend. In the meantime I think it's better if you went into your rooms and get some rest. Severus will you take her back to her rooms?"
"Yes I-"
"Oh wait!" she squealed and ran over to his desk after noticing some candy that she didn't see until now. They were Lemon Drops and were one of her favorite candies. "Can I have some of those before I go?"
"Why yes, help yourself." She quickly grabbed a hand full and trotted back to her grandfather to give him a small peck on the cheek.
"Please, don't tell me you like those things too?"
"Yea, Why." He gave a pleading look at Albus and then a disgruntled look at her. Now he knew where she got the sugar addiction from.
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Stacey sat in the hospital wing waiting for the man in the bed to wake up. She had been there all day and most of the night waiting and hoping that he wasn't dead. The moon was out and she was drifting in her thoughts. It had been a total accident, but still she played the scean over and over in her head thinking that it had been her fault.
"Severus! Open this door now! It's Saturday and I want to practice! Stop being a prick, you have to get this over with sooner or later!" She stepped back from the door after she heard the quick foot steps from within the room. The door was swung open and there stood the most irritable man alive.
"WHAT!" He spat
"You heard what my grandfather said, you have to help me."
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you that type of help."
"I'm not mental!"
"One would question that."
"Oh, shut up already unless you would prefer your door as a mound of tiny splinters?"
"You wouldn't." His voice was full of menis
"If you don't want to help me with my control then I will be forced to use your door for target practice." Stacey swore that she heard him growl under his breath, but when she though that he was about to slam the door in her face he told her to meet him on the Quidditch pitch in half an hour and then went back into his classroom.
"Ah, looks like you got of easy today." Stacey said pointing to the door and looking like a mad person. "Don't feel smug Mr. Door, one day I will blow you into little tiny bits. Muhahahahaha." She was startled when the door slammed open again.
"Will you stop threatening my door and leave?" Making a mental to perhaps not do that again she smiled and sprinted down the hall way and up to a flight of stairs.
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Severus stood in the middle of the Quidditch pitch waiting for the now late Stacey to arrive. He still couldn't figure out why she managed to be late for everything. Just when he was about to leave he heard his name being called.
"Severus, hey do you know where the entrance is?" She couldn't figure out how to get in. (A.N: Ok you can't blame me, I mean in the movie there is no way to get in unless you have a broom or you climb the stairs..but the stairs only took you to the seats. Where's the entrance!?) She was running around the outside of the Quidditch pitch franticly trying to find a way in, if she didn't discover one soon she would make one.
Finally she became so exhausted that she stopped running and collapsed on the ground looking up at the sky. "Haven't these people ever heard of a door?" A few moments past and still she was on the ground and no closer to finding the entrance. Suddenly a shadow loomed over her and said in an irritated voice. "It doesn't help to run around like a crazed chicken with its head cut off."
"Hey, how did you get out here? Weren't you in there a couple of minutes ago?"
"Well-if-you-get-up-I-will-show-you." He said in a slow voice. It sounded like he was talking to a four year old.
"That's not funny." She stated plainly
"Then get up and follow me."
"Yes, sir." She saluted him and then swiftly got to her feet.
After what seemed like five minutes they finally got to a pair of stairs that lead to the seats up top. Stacey gave him a look that told him there was no way she was climbing those stairs.
"What do I look like? A monkey? I'm not climbing all the way up there just so you know."
"We're not climbing. There is a gap in-between the stairs that should lead us to the pitch." As they walked and ducked he turned back to her. "I am curious as to know why you couldn't find the entrance on your own? Even a child could figure it out."
"Oh yea, real simple. What planet are you from again?" He leered at her
"It would be wise not to test my patients, Stacey."
"Oh my god, he said my name!" She had a shocked expression on her face, but it was fake. He ignored her last comment and before they both realized it, were on the pitch.
Stacey had never been here before, It was amazing. She figured that three or four football fields would fit into this thing and even though it was winter the grass was as green as a golf course's. At each side there were three large golden hoops each a different height. How they played this game she didn't know, from the looks of it you had to get a ball or something into the hoops.
"Severus."
"What?" He was twenty feet in front of her transfiguring some items into targets.
"Umm how exactly do you play Quidditch? I mean from the looks of it there is no way to reach those hoops."
"They are only intangible from here, but not when you're on a broom stick. Do you know nothing?"
"Well excuse me for not hearing about the damn sport! It's not exactly common in my world for people to zip around on cleaning supplies!" she snapped and he rounded on her.
"One would think that an idiot such as yourself would be able to pick up on it by now. After all we've had plenty of games since you were here. Are you that oblivious?" They were both glaring at one another, there anger and rage equal. Severus had a look that would make a first year pee in his pants and run crying in the other direction, hers was just as bad.
"I hope some miracle happens and one of those hoops falls and lands on your big, fat, ugly head." His teeth were clenched and if he hadn't turned away when he did one of them would have probably ended up in the hospital wing.....again. Moving over to the target he levitated it with his wand and floated it in the air.
"We are going to work on your aim today since I know you can release your power. Please try not to take out a wall of the Quidditch pitch." He silently smirked to himself as she fumed... insufferable bastard. And to think she had a crush on him. "Now on the count of three I want you to make the target explode. That shouldn't be too hard." She silently mocked him since he was to busy looking for a place to run once he said three.
"One!"
She began to breathe slowly in and out.
"Two!" Severus was in a ready position to run and she was pretending that dummy were him instead of just a fake manikin.
"Three!" He took off as fast as he could to the other end of the field while she released her power. She hit the bag, but there was a small problem. Her aim was a little off and with the target she also managed to blow a big chunk out of the base of one of the big hoops. She was too shocked and worried to realize that it was tilting and begging to fall. They would kill her for sure, those hoops were probably solid gold and worth a fortune.
Severus had noticed the mistake she made and was rushing to push her out of the way. If she didn't move she would be crushed and Dumbledore wouldn't be too happy with knowing that her Granddaughter was crushed under one of the Quidditch poles. He lunged at her and managed to knock her out of the way. Stacey looked on horror struck as she watched her savior lie limp under the pole.
"Severus!" She scratched as loudly as she could not knowing what else to do. She couldn't run all the way back to the school to get someone. If he was still alive she had to act now. But what could she do? Lifting it would be impossible; the damn thing was at least 20 tons. There was only one thing to do, but what if she injured him in the process. Well it's better then nothing, either he's crushed to death or blown up. What have I got to lose? Mustering up all the courage in her she took a few steps back.
"Pleasedon'tmisspleasedon'tmisspleasedon'tmiss!" She was chanting so fast that you could barely make out what she was saying. She aimed and fired, smoke came up from where she had hit. She got the pole, but wouldn't know until the dust cleared weather or not she severed his body too.
The smoked cleared and too her great relief she didn't miss. The giant hoop was smashed into bits and pieces, but was no longer crushing the potions master. Once she knew that he was not dead by checking his pulse she made a mad dash to the school and informed poppy of what happened.
That had been eight hours ago and she now found herself curled up in a chair by his bead side waiting for him to awake. Everyone had told her it had not been her fault, that it was an accident and it couldn't have been avoided. But she knew better, it was her who forced him to go out there in the first place and her who was dumb enough not to move out of the way; that should have been her under there not him. What was that saying her mother use to tell her, if you wish something bad on others it will turn true. Mom how right you were. If she hadn't told him that she wished him under one of those things then none of this would have ever happened.
"I'm sorry, Severus." Then she laid her head on his bed and cried.
She had been running for what seemed like forever (Acutely it was only 20 minutes and she had gotten lost.) Severus had been close behind her, attempting to keep up, but with very little success. He wasn't sure what was wrong with her since he couldn't read the letter that she had reacted so badly too. In this case the worst possible thing that he could think of was that her father cut her supply of candy off, after all that's all she seemed to eat. Too caught up in his thoughts he didn't realize that she made a turn and went in another direction while he kept running straight.
Stacey now stood in front of the giant stone gargoyle that stood between her and Dumbledore's office. She shouted every candy she could think of at the giant statue, but to no success. The damn thing still stood not moving.
"Stupid piece of shit MOVE!" she shouted while kicking the base of the gargoyle. That didn't seem to do anything, but break every bone in her foot.
"Peppermint Imps" Came the exhausted voice from behind her. It was Severus, a very flushed and tired Severus. He didn't seem all to happy with the idea of running after her and trying to make sure that she didn't get herself killed. She was about to scold him for being an idiot and not telling her the password sooner, but the gargoyle moved and she ran up the stair case slamming the door open.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!?" She screamed. From the looks of it she scared poor Fawks right off his perch and startled Severus, who by this point was in a chair trying to catch his breath. The only one in the room who wasn't affected by her loud entrance was Dumbledore. It was almost as if he had been expecting her to come in and scream at the top of her lungs. Calmly he stood up and walked over to where she stood and put a loving hand on the top of her head to calm her down.
"It was for your own safety Stacey." He moved away from her and went to his desk and sat down.
"What the hell do you mean for my own safety!?" She took a deep long breath to try and prevent the tears that were about to come pouring out." I want to know what is going on. Why were my parents hiding out from He-Who-...Oh whatever the fuck his name is! Please tell me...I want to know everything starting with who my mother really was." When she was done she walked to a seat across from his desk and sat down waiting for him to begin.
"Your mother, Stacey, was one of the best Aurors that that the wizarding world has ever seen. She was partnered up with another Auror named Alaster Moody.." Severus gave a snort of degust at hearing this name. Stacey, who still wasn't in a mood to hear anything that he had to say, got up from her chair and kicked him as hard as she could in the leg and told him to shut his mouth. Albus, who was watching the whole thing, gave a look of amusement at the both of them and waited until she was seated again before continuing." Yes well, as I was saying, together they were responsible for bringing in more the 134 Death Eaters. After the fall of Voldemort she met an American Auror, your father and soon they were married. Stacey, there is also something else that you need to know. Your mother was murdered..."
"WHAT!" She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Everyone had told her, her mother died of cancer. How the hell did they just let it slip that she had happened to be murdered? Was her whole god damn life a lie? What else had she not been told?
"Before your mother died she and your father both had agreed with me that it would be safer to just keep you away from the wizarding world until Voldemort was destroyed. They had remained hidden for some time, but several months ago your mother was found, tortured, and killed. From what I understand they are now looking for you."
"But why?"
"Stacey do you realize what you are?"
"A muggle?" He gave a small smile and shook his head no.
"A witch?"
"Yes." Well duhh why didn't she see it before. Feeling very stupid, she got up and started to pace the room. That still didn't answer why the Death Eaters where after her. There were witches and wizards all over the place, why would they come after her?
"Well what does being a witch have to do with anything. That still doesn't answer why there after me or why they tried to kill me. What the hell do they want!?"
"I believe I could answer that." Stacey and Albus both turned to look at Severus. She gave him a look of confusion while Albus didn't seem to surprised that he knew about the Death Eaters.
"What are you talking about?"
"For awhile now, the dark lord has been telling us about a key weapon that could be used to destroy Hogwarts and how it is essential that we locate it. This weapon was in the form of a young witch, for months he has sent followers to go and find her."
"Severus, what did he say about her?" Asked Dumbledore.
"He described her as being the daughter of the auror that was tortured a few months back." He looked over at Stacey. "I believe Albus, that this is the woman that he was looking for."
"I'm a weapon? What is wrong with him...what the hell did I ever do to him?" She now began to pace the room very quickly." Look if he gives you such a problem then why don't you just blow him up with a bomb or something? I'm pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to withstand an attack like that."
"Is that the only way you Americans know how to deal with a problem; Blow it up?" Scowled Severus
"No, but it sounds better then going aginst him with a wand? What do you plan to do huh? Poke him to death, oh yea real good idea?"
"You silly girl! If we could get rid of him that easily don't you think we would have done it in the first place! He can't be stopped by simple means such as that!"
"Simple! An atomic bomb is not simple. If we were to drop one here at Hogwarts everything within 50 miles of here would be destroyed! Now tell me if that's simple."
"He is protected by magic; the only way to defeat magic is with magic. Can you not grasp that in your tiny little mind?"
"Oh that's it!" If Albus hadn't casted a levitation spell on her he would have been looking for another potions master right about now. Inches away from his face she did manage to give him a good punch which did leave a nice red mark on his cheek. She really did have enough of his rude and snide behavior never had she met a man who always acted as though he had a stick up his ass.
Clutching his cheek with his right hand he was about to pounce on her when Albus came out of nowhere and created a barrier between. When he spoke his voice was full of annoyance. "Severus, I would have expected better manners from you, especially towards my granddaughter." The look on his face was priceless, his lips were moving, but nothing was comming out. Stacey, who was still hanging in mid air, couldn't pass up this opportunity.
"Severus Snape, you are not a fish." He quickly closed his mouth, but before he could regain the ability to talk again Dumbledore turned around and gave a look of authority to her. Stacey, who was smiling a moment ago, looked up into her grandfather's eyes and sank her head low. She felt as if she disappointed him, and it gave her a sense of pain inside her heart.
"You know my dear, you are like you mother in many ways." Her head shot back up and saw that the frown was replaced by a smile and that there was now a twinkle in his eye.
"Really?"
"Yes, which is why I assigned Severus to watch you."
"Oh joy." she said in a dull and sarcastic voice. Her grandfather was right though in assigning Severus to watch her. The one thing she liked to do was get into trouble. It wasn't that she was a bad person or tried to get into trouble it's just that she would tend to stick her nose in things that weren't any of her business. 'Why do I have to be stuck with him...He'll probably be more of a threat to me then that Darth Vader wanna be.'
"Umm, Grandpa." Boy did that feel weird...but what else do I call him now? "The one thing I don't understand is why he's after me in the first place. I mean sure he was talking about some weapon, but what does that have to do with anything? The last time I checked the only thing I could do with a wand was throw it." She remembered a few weeks ago when that little slime ball Draco had his wand and was about to blast some red headed boy out the hall, but before he could even get the words out she grabbed his wand, moved over to a window, and threw it into the lake. "Oh and one more thing, can you put me down I'm beginning to get a crink in my neck" After she was on the ground she gave him a thanks and waited for him to begin.
"Stacey, there was a reason why Trelawney's door blew up." She froze, so it wasn't a bug problem? Then could that old owl be right? Is she evil?
"Oh my god, it's true! I do have a black aura. The owl was right. I have to leave if she's right about that then she's right about me being a danger to the school. I-"
"No no, not at all, far from it as a matter of fact you posses a very rare gift."
"What to explode the doors of crazed lunatics."
"In a way yes." She was being sarcastic, she didn't acutely mean for that to be her rare gift.
"What so I blow things up?"
"It's not as simple as that, but yes you do blow things up." This was bad, she didn't want to have this ability. It could be dangerous for the people around her, what if one day she sneezed or something and she accidentally took out half the school or even worse kill someone. She wasn't ready for this. Dumbledore must have been able to read her mind, because he went over to her and gave her a hug while giving her a solution to her questions. "Don't worry about not being able to control your power yet. I have someone who might be able to help with that."
Severus, who by this point had been sitting quietly in his chair after hearing the shocking news, automatically knew what was comming. Please please, no I'll stop being an insufferable bastard I promise. I'll even award Gryffindor 1000 house points just please don't say what I think he's going to say! Albus then turned to face him while having one arm around Stacey's shoulder. "Since our DADA professor is erm....a little busy. Severus will be instructing you and training you to use your power." NOOOOOOOO!! Now he had the misfortune of having to teach a walking time bomb how to use her special "gift" and in the process not get blown up himself. What else could happen?
"Before you two leave, I was wondering if you could possibly give me an example so we both know what kind of power your dealing with." he took out his wand and transfigured one of his books into a standing, stuffed dummy. Cute, and look it's in the shape of a human. Meaby if I pretend that it's Lockhart....."Now I want you to concentrate on the target and use both your hands to direct the power." For some reason when she was getting ready to concentrate both men took a good 20 steps back away from her and with good reason. When she had launched her power everything except the target exploded, as a matter of fact the wall was no longer there either.
"Umm I'm guessing that wasn't suppose to happen."
"I suppose were going to need a little work, don't you think Severus." When she turned to look at him she noticed he looked a little shocked and pale. Where in his resamay did it say that he worked with little nova bombs.
"On one condition."
"Yes?"
"We train outside, there is no way I will allow my potions lab to be destroyed by her bad aim."
"Done. Now Stacey you do realize that this makes you a witch, which means your going to need a wand."
"I don't have to go back to Diagon Ally do I?" She didn't want to go back there and risk the chance of running into Lucifer...Oh I'm sorry I meant Lucious, and his son the little weasel.(or ferret hee hee)
"No, I believe that I can arrange for Mr. Ollivander to come here over the weekend. In the meantime I think it's better if you went into your rooms and get some rest. Severus will you take her back to her rooms?"
"Yes I-"
"Oh wait!" she squealed and ran over to his desk after noticing some candy that she didn't see until now. They were Lemon Drops and were one of her favorite candies. "Can I have some of those before I go?"
"Why yes, help yourself." She quickly grabbed a hand full and trotted back to her grandfather to give him a small peck on the cheek.
"Please, don't tell me you like those things too?"
"Yea, Why." He gave a pleading look at Albus and then a disgruntled look at her. Now he knew where she got the sugar addiction from.
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Stacey sat in the hospital wing waiting for the man in the bed to wake up. She had been there all day and most of the night waiting and hoping that he wasn't dead. The moon was out and she was drifting in her thoughts. It had been a total accident, but still she played the scean over and over in her head thinking that it had been her fault.
"Severus! Open this door now! It's Saturday and I want to practice! Stop being a prick, you have to get this over with sooner or later!" She stepped back from the door after she heard the quick foot steps from within the room. The door was swung open and there stood the most irritable man alive.
"WHAT!" He spat
"You heard what my grandfather said, you have to help me."
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you that type of help."
"I'm not mental!"
"One would question that."
"Oh, shut up already unless you would prefer your door as a mound of tiny splinters?"
"You wouldn't." His voice was full of menis
"If you don't want to help me with my control then I will be forced to use your door for target practice." Stacey swore that she heard him growl under his breath, but when she though that he was about to slam the door in her face he told her to meet him on the Quidditch pitch in half an hour and then went back into his classroom.
"Ah, looks like you got of easy today." Stacey said pointing to the door and looking like a mad person. "Don't feel smug Mr. Door, one day I will blow you into little tiny bits. Muhahahahaha." She was startled when the door slammed open again.
"Will you stop threatening my door and leave?" Making a mental to perhaps not do that again she smiled and sprinted down the hall way and up to a flight of stairs.
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Severus stood in the middle of the Quidditch pitch waiting for the now late Stacey to arrive. He still couldn't figure out why she managed to be late for everything. Just when he was about to leave he heard his name being called.
"Severus, hey do you know where the entrance is?" She couldn't figure out how to get in. (A.N: Ok you can't blame me, I mean in the movie there is no way to get in unless you have a broom or you climb the stairs..but the stairs only took you to the seats. Where's the entrance!?) She was running around the outside of the Quidditch pitch franticly trying to find a way in, if she didn't discover one soon she would make one.
Finally she became so exhausted that she stopped running and collapsed on the ground looking up at the sky. "Haven't these people ever heard of a door?" A few moments past and still she was on the ground and no closer to finding the entrance. Suddenly a shadow loomed over her and said in an irritated voice. "It doesn't help to run around like a crazed chicken with its head cut off."
"Hey, how did you get out here? Weren't you in there a couple of minutes ago?"
"Well-if-you-get-up-I-will-show-you." He said in a slow voice. It sounded like he was talking to a four year old.
"That's not funny." She stated plainly
"Then get up and follow me."
"Yes, sir." She saluted him and then swiftly got to her feet.
After what seemed like five minutes they finally got to a pair of stairs that lead to the seats up top. Stacey gave him a look that told him there was no way she was climbing those stairs.
"What do I look like? A monkey? I'm not climbing all the way up there just so you know."
"We're not climbing. There is a gap in-between the stairs that should lead us to the pitch." As they walked and ducked he turned back to her. "I am curious as to know why you couldn't find the entrance on your own? Even a child could figure it out."
"Oh yea, real simple. What planet are you from again?" He leered at her
"It would be wise not to test my patients, Stacey."
"Oh my god, he said my name!" She had a shocked expression on her face, but it was fake. He ignored her last comment and before they both realized it, were on the pitch.
Stacey had never been here before, It was amazing. She figured that three or four football fields would fit into this thing and even though it was winter the grass was as green as a golf course's. At each side there were three large golden hoops each a different height. How they played this game she didn't know, from the looks of it you had to get a ball or something into the hoops.
"Severus."
"What?" He was twenty feet in front of her transfiguring some items into targets.
"Umm how exactly do you play Quidditch? I mean from the looks of it there is no way to reach those hoops."
"They are only intangible from here, but not when you're on a broom stick. Do you know nothing?"
"Well excuse me for not hearing about the damn sport! It's not exactly common in my world for people to zip around on cleaning supplies!" she snapped and he rounded on her.
"One would think that an idiot such as yourself would be able to pick up on it by now. After all we've had plenty of games since you were here. Are you that oblivious?" They were both glaring at one another, there anger and rage equal. Severus had a look that would make a first year pee in his pants and run crying in the other direction, hers was just as bad.
"I hope some miracle happens and one of those hoops falls and lands on your big, fat, ugly head." His teeth were clenched and if he hadn't turned away when he did one of them would have probably ended up in the hospital wing.....again. Moving over to the target he levitated it with his wand and floated it in the air.
"We are going to work on your aim today since I know you can release your power. Please try not to take out a wall of the Quidditch pitch." He silently smirked to himself as she fumed... insufferable bastard. And to think she had a crush on him. "Now on the count of three I want you to make the target explode. That shouldn't be too hard." She silently mocked him since he was to busy looking for a place to run once he said three.
"One!"
She began to breathe slowly in and out.
"Two!" Severus was in a ready position to run and she was pretending that dummy were him instead of just a fake manikin.
"Three!" He took off as fast as he could to the other end of the field while she released her power. She hit the bag, but there was a small problem. Her aim was a little off and with the target she also managed to blow a big chunk out of the base of one of the big hoops. She was too shocked and worried to realize that it was tilting and begging to fall. They would kill her for sure, those hoops were probably solid gold and worth a fortune.
Severus had noticed the mistake she made and was rushing to push her out of the way. If she didn't move she would be crushed and Dumbledore wouldn't be too happy with knowing that her Granddaughter was crushed under one of the Quidditch poles. He lunged at her and managed to knock her out of the way. Stacey looked on horror struck as she watched her savior lie limp under the pole.
"Severus!" She scratched as loudly as she could not knowing what else to do. She couldn't run all the way back to the school to get someone. If he was still alive she had to act now. But what could she do? Lifting it would be impossible; the damn thing was at least 20 tons. There was only one thing to do, but what if she injured him in the process. Well it's better then nothing, either he's crushed to death or blown up. What have I got to lose? Mustering up all the courage in her she took a few steps back.
"Pleasedon'tmisspleasedon'tmisspleasedon'tmiss!" She was chanting so fast that you could barely make out what she was saying. She aimed and fired, smoke came up from where she had hit. She got the pole, but wouldn't know until the dust cleared weather or not she severed his body too.
The smoked cleared and too her great relief she didn't miss. The giant hoop was smashed into bits and pieces, but was no longer crushing the potions master. Once she knew that he was not dead by checking his pulse she made a mad dash to the school and informed poppy of what happened.
That had been eight hours ago and she now found herself curled up in a chair by his bead side waiting for him to awake. Everyone had told her it had not been her fault, that it was an accident and it couldn't have been avoided. But she knew better, it was her who forced him to go out there in the first place and her who was dumb enough not to move out of the way; that should have been her under there not him. What was that saying her mother use to tell her, if you wish something bad on others it will turn true. Mom how right you were. If she hadn't told him that she wished him under one of those things then none of this would have ever happened.
"I'm sorry, Severus." Then she laid her head on his bed and cried.
