Innocent Eyes
A/N: hope you liked the cliff hanger from the last chapter!
Charlie aka Malfoys-Lover
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Chapter 7
Linda's diamond blue eyes slowly opened and looked towards the window that bared the morning streaks of sunlight that lightened the dark coloured room. She knew that she wasn't alone in the bed, she could feel the presence of another human being beside her, she didn't want to turn around in case she found it wasn't Mark, she knew deep inside it couldn't be Mark.
Fearing the worst she slowly turned and saw that there was the body of Severus Snape who was gently snoring, mainly covered by the duvet but showing enough flesh for her to stand. Instantly she tried to move away and get out of the bed but realized that his arm had managed to coil around her waist. 'Oh God,' she thought and tried to move it without disturbing him. He stirred a little and shifted in the bed but otherwise she had succeeded in her mission to move his offending arm. Breathing a sigh of relief Linda got out of the bed and saw that all of her clothes she had been wearing prior to her little adventure in bed were now scattered all over the floor.
Guilt surged through Linda as she picked up her clothes off the floor, even her knickers had managed to come off. 'It was only a one night stand,' she kept telling herself, 'it didn't mean anything, you don't love Severus anymore, you love Mark, don't even go back to fifteen years ago'. She got dressed quickly and took one last look at Severus before shutting the door, pulling her keys out of her bag, turning up the radio and heading away from Hogwarts school leaving Severus Snape once again.
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Severus Snape rolled over, expecting to see a fallen angel by his side but all that was there was the empty space she had filled the night before. He frowned and got out of bed. 'Typical Linda always running away, should have known better'. He cursed himself and pulled the same old black billowing robes he had worn for the past fifteen years, on.
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"Morgan," Hermione shook the blonde by her shoulders. Morgan stretched a hand and poked Hermione's face. She opened her eyes and scowled at Hermione (A/N: the oh - so famous scowl!).
"What time is it? And I don't like being shaken, especially like that," Morgan commented. Hermione reddened.
"It's almost 7 and you need to get dressed really quickly if we want to have any breakfast, I suggest you get your books ready too, I can help if you like. Oh poor you, your going to get your first taste of Snape today, double potions and it's usually the time we dry the Gryffindor time turner of the points we do have, if we have any that is," Hermione explained. Morgan sighed and got out of the cosy bed.
"That Snape guy is horrible!" Morgan suddenly said as she groomed her hair while facing the mirror, vanity was everything to this girl. Hermione rolled her eyes as she stacked Morgan's books into neat piles.
"Well you don't say," she said sarcastically.
"Sarcasm doesn't suit you, you know that," Morgan said and put her brush on her bedside table. She took out a pair of jeans and t-shirt to wear underneath her school robes.
"I never thought anyone could wear anything like this," she looked in disgust, " I mean this has to be in the top 100 fashion disasters of all time!" Hermione laughed as Morgan stared at the robes in disgust, at least it didn't take her 20 minutes of persuasion like it did yesterday.
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"Potter," Snape snapped, Harry sighed and looked at the grouchy Professor.
"Yes Professor," Harry answered politely and looked at Snape. Snape frowned at him.
"I've decided to put you by yourself at the front, don't worry, our little hero won't be the only one, we're having a new seating plan and then we're doing theory," he sneered and pointed to a lonely chair right in front of Snape's desk. Malfoy smirked and looked at Snape as though he could read minds, 'anything but Pansy' he thought.
"Malfoy and Manstle, take the back, Goyle and Granger go on the left, Weasley and Crabbe to the right, split the dream team up, first mission accomplished." Snape went back to reading out pairs of names and directing them to their new seats. Meanwhile Morgan was mentally throwing insults at Malfoy.
"I still have the bruise," Malfoy began but Morgan cut in.
"You look perfectly fine to me Malfoy now just shut it, I don't like you and you don't like me, we are the total opposite and I don't know why." she stopped realizing Snape had finished sorting the seating plan and everyone one was looking at them. She smiled and waved at the rest of the class but realized she had better stop as Snape was looking terribly pissed.
"Quite finished Miss Manstle?" Snape sneered, she shook a little but managed to nod. 'Shit, he can really put the wind up people' she frowned a little.
"Today we will be starting the theory of a brand new project," Snape announced, "you will partner the person sitting next to you, if you have any problems then leave the room and never come back." Morgan seriously thought about leaving but she had only just arrived at Hogwarts and leaving her potions class wouldn't be a great move.
"The Instructions are on the board," he waved his wand and the board produced a list of instructions etc, "well what are you waiting for!"
"Look," Malfoy started, "why fight over me calling a dirty little mudblood filth when it's the truth and you could do much better than that," he said. Morgan looked at him oddly as though he had said something in a totally different language, obviously she had thought he had.
"Do I look Japanese to you?" she asked him, he looked confused, " I mean what the hell is a mudblood?" Malfoy smirked at her lack of knowledge of the wizarding world.
"You really haven't been in the wizarding world for longer than two minutes have you? A mudblood is what a muggle born is and before I forget a muggle is a non-magic person and your not a muggle because your Linda and Mark's kid right?" Malfoy said, "even though your mum looks nothing like you, I take it you take after your dad?"
"No, I think it's more of a skipped gene thing personally, I look nothing like both of them and I certainly wasn't adopted I mean, who wouldn't want me!" she joked but inside she felt worried. Morgan had never really thought about it, what if she had been adopted? 'No, don't be stupid, your parents are your parents and so what they don't look anything like you, it's never bothered you before'. She tried her best to forget about the stomach - lurching feeling that had taken over her body and did her best to get on with Malfoy, which was working considerably well.
Before they left the classroom, Snape reminded them that they had a detention that evening that they were expected to attend on time. Morgan groaned but Malfoy actually liked the idea, it would mean a better chance to get to know his new potions partner, also a topic to write to home about. His dad loved getting all the gossip and his mum well she just read the letter when his dad was finished, at least it would give both of them something to do. Malfoy wondered through the corridor thinking about Morgan, 'she's quite pretty, no, what am I thinking she's the mudblood's friend, she looks like me to, maybe even as good as me, I'm glad there's a good looking girl in school, no no no, take control no more thinking of her'.
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"How was the painful potions lesson sitting next to the almighty pain in the backside?" Harry asked Morgan through dinner.
"Actually it was okay," Morgan answered truthfully, it was true he hadn't been so annoying and that was what she could handle.
"Your kidding, Malfoy and okay don't even go together! Perhaps you should answer the question again," Ron smiled and tucked into his chicken leg.
"No really Ron, it was fine, he's okay but I still plan revenge, don't worry a thing about that Hermione, we'll pay him back!" Morgan assured the girl beside her, Hermione gave a nervous smile. Harry looked at Morgan again, 'okay she's a female Malfoy look a like but she's different and I like it'. Harry then faced his dinner plate and began thinking of ways to impress Morgan, 'aha! Quidditch Match this Saturday, the perfect chance to show off how great I am on the pitch'. (A/N: Given Harry a bit of an ego boast there, he needed it after all)
They finished dinner and the four of them made their way to the Gryffindor common room to do a spot of homework.
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Morgan was spread out on the couch, her books laying on top of her as she relaxed and watched Hermione rapidly speed through her homework. 'How does the girl do it?' she thought and turned to see Harry and Ron half way through a game of Wizard's chess.
"Morgan," Hermione suddenly looked up, "shouldn't you be at a detention?" Morgan froze, 'Crap!' she thought and unfroze herself, knocking her books on the floor. Harry watched her, her perfect hair, swishing about as she ran to the portrait whole and left the common room.
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Snape was in a deadly mood, he hadn't got over Linda and what they had shared last night. 'Rekindling an old flame' he chuckled as he brought the glass of rose wine up to his lips, he downed it in one and threw the glass to the other side of the room. It shattered into tiny pieces that scattered along the stone floor.
There was a knock at the door, 'Malfoy and Manstle', he thought and shouted 'enter'. They both came in, brother and sister - both scared of the man and what he might do to them.
Morgan had immediately spotted the shards of glass that they had stepped over when they entered the classroom. An empty wine bottle stood on the desk but as soon as Morgan had set eyes on it Snape had quickly put it away.
"I have a staff meeting to attend to," Snape lied, "I'll lock you both in here, you have a couple of hours to scrub the cauldrons and clear that up," he pointed to the shards of glass, "Neville Longbottom should never have been allowed into a potions lab." He walked towards the door, he had to get away, get a bit of fresh air in the Astronomy Tower.
"What got up his backside?" Morgan asked sarcastically and pulled out a dirty cauldron from the cupboard. There were at least fifty cauldrons and Morgan groaned at the sight.
"If you know Snape as well as my father does he would say it was woman trouble," Malfoy commented as he took a cauldron and waved his wand so that it was instantly clean in a second.
"How did you do that?" Morgan asked, "I haven't had a wand for long and I don't know any spells really, apart from the charms one I learnt but that's about it." Malfoy showed her how to do the cleaning spell and then helped her perfect it. In no time they had instantly cleaned the cauldrons and cleared away the shards of glass.
"Didn't he say 'scrub the cauldrons' though?" Morgan asked suddenly. Malfoy did his trademark smirk, Morgan had found herself doing the same thing at times.
"Like he'll even care or look, he has too much on his mind," Malfoy answered and stacked all the cauldrons away. He then stood up and looked at Morgan who was watching the clock.
"We still have over an hour," she said, "it's not fair, once a job is done, it's done and we should be allowed to go." She folded her arms and slumped against the wall.
"Well we're locked in here so it looks as though we'll have to make our own entertainment," Malfoy said. Morgan thought rapidly when suddenly an idea came to mind, 'I know what he's after so lets give this famous pain in the arse a bit of his own medicine!'
Slowly Morgan stepped in closer to Malfoy and brought her finger up to his lips, slowly she stroked them and brought her mouth up to his ear. "You want to play Draco?" she asked him in a seductive voice, she knew boys to well! He nodded, giving in that was his first mistake, and she brought her lips up to his lips so that they were touching, she was holding his hands up to her face allowing him to stroke her cheeks softly and she kissed him, he wasn't holding back and he returned the pleasurable feeling. Morgan was horrified, she had only meant to tease him but she was enjoying this as much as he was. She didn't stop and she let the kiss go on for ages, enjoying every little moment.
Finally they came up for air and just stared at each other for a moment, Morgan was still in shock and Malfoy had convinced himself that she wanted him. The door opened and Snape strolled in.
"You may go," he said ignoring them and sitting himself back at his desk. Morgan ran, she wanted to get away from Malfoy, if she could have she would have run out of her own body and got away from herself but that just wasn't going to happen. Slowing down near the corridor that lead to the Gryffindor common room, she heard footsteps coming. 'Not Malfoy, please don't be..'
"Hey Morgan, how was your detention?" Harry asked her, she looked at him and a second later fell into his arms. He held her as she clung on to his robes.
"Oh it was awful Harry," she exclaimed to the boy who was her only support, "I just don't know what I was playing at, I mean I kissed Malfoy, Draco Malfoy!"
Harry looked at her half shocked and half angry, he sort of wanted to drop her but decided against it, instead he just held her closer into a hug. 'This is war', he thought frowning at a painting which was gawping at the two of them, 'I refuse to let Malfoy have Morgan'.
A/N: The next chapter will most likely be longer! Okay decided to create a bit of tension in this chapter, bit more of Snape, I thought it would be good to see a bit of him. Harry is going to be determined to win Morgan but you know what will probably happen, but if you want to find out why you'll have to be a patient reader!
A/N: hope you liked the cliff hanger from the last chapter!
Charlie aka Malfoys-Lover
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Chapter 7
Linda's diamond blue eyes slowly opened and looked towards the window that bared the morning streaks of sunlight that lightened the dark coloured room. She knew that she wasn't alone in the bed, she could feel the presence of another human being beside her, she didn't want to turn around in case she found it wasn't Mark, she knew deep inside it couldn't be Mark.
Fearing the worst she slowly turned and saw that there was the body of Severus Snape who was gently snoring, mainly covered by the duvet but showing enough flesh for her to stand. Instantly she tried to move away and get out of the bed but realized that his arm had managed to coil around her waist. 'Oh God,' she thought and tried to move it without disturbing him. He stirred a little and shifted in the bed but otherwise she had succeeded in her mission to move his offending arm. Breathing a sigh of relief Linda got out of the bed and saw that all of her clothes she had been wearing prior to her little adventure in bed were now scattered all over the floor.
Guilt surged through Linda as she picked up her clothes off the floor, even her knickers had managed to come off. 'It was only a one night stand,' she kept telling herself, 'it didn't mean anything, you don't love Severus anymore, you love Mark, don't even go back to fifteen years ago'. She got dressed quickly and took one last look at Severus before shutting the door, pulling her keys out of her bag, turning up the radio and heading away from Hogwarts school leaving Severus Snape once again.
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Severus Snape rolled over, expecting to see a fallen angel by his side but all that was there was the empty space she had filled the night before. He frowned and got out of bed. 'Typical Linda always running away, should have known better'. He cursed himself and pulled the same old black billowing robes he had worn for the past fifteen years, on.
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"Morgan," Hermione shook the blonde by her shoulders. Morgan stretched a hand and poked Hermione's face. She opened her eyes and scowled at Hermione (A/N: the oh - so famous scowl!).
"What time is it? And I don't like being shaken, especially like that," Morgan commented. Hermione reddened.
"It's almost 7 and you need to get dressed really quickly if we want to have any breakfast, I suggest you get your books ready too, I can help if you like. Oh poor you, your going to get your first taste of Snape today, double potions and it's usually the time we dry the Gryffindor time turner of the points we do have, if we have any that is," Hermione explained. Morgan sighed and got out of the cosy bed.
"That Snape guy is horrible!" Morgan suddenly said as she groomed her hair while facing the mirror, vanity was everything to this girl. Hermione rolled her eyes as she stacked Morgan's books into neat piles.
"Well you don't say," she said sarcastically.
"Sarcasm doesn't suit you, you know that," Morgan said and put her brush on her bedside table. She took out a pair of jeans and t-shirt to wear underneath her school robes.
"I never thought anyone could wear anything like this," she looked in disgust, " I mean this has to be in the top 100 fashion disasters of all time!" Hermione laughed as Morgan stared at the robes in disgust, at least it didn't take her 20 minutes of persuasion like it did yesterday.
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"Potter," Snape snapped, Harry sighed and looked at the grouchy Professor.
"Yes Professor," Harry answered politely and looked at Snape. Snape frowned at him.
"I've decided to put you by yourself at the front, don't worry, our little hero won't be the only one, we're having a new seating plan and then we're doing theory," he sneered and pointed to a lonely chair right in front of Snape's desk. Malfoy smirked and looked at Snape as though he could read minds, 'anything but Pansy' he thought.
"Malfoy and Manstle, take the back, Goyle and Granger go on the left, Weasley and Crabbe to the right, split the dream team up, first mission accomplished." Snape went back to reading out pairs of names and directing them to their new seats. Meanwhile Morgan was mentally throwing insults at Malfoy.
"I still have the bruise," Malfoy began but Morgan cut in.
"You look perfectly fine to me Malfoy now just shut it, I don't like you and you don't like me, we are the total opposite and I don't know why." she stopped realizing Snape had finished sorting the seating plan and everyone one was looking at them. She smiled and waved at the rest of the class but realized she had better stop as Snape was looking terribly pissed.
"Quite finished Miss Manstle?" Snape sneered, she shook a little but managed to nod. 'Shit, he can really put the wind up people' she frowned a little.
"Today we will be starting the theory of a brand new project," Snape announced, "you will partner the person sitting next to you, if you have any problems then leave the room and never come back." Morgan seriously thought about leaving but she had only just arrived at Hogwarts and leaving her potions class wouldn't be a great move.
"The Instructions are on the board," he waved his wand and the board produced a list of instructions etc, "well what are you waiting for!"
"Look," Malfoy started, "why fight over me calling a dirty little mudblood filth when it's the truth and you could do much better than that," he said. Morgan looked at him oddly as though he had said something in a totally different language, obviously she had thought he had.
"Do I look Japanese to you?" she asked him, he looked confused, " I mean what the hell is a mudblood?" Malfoy smirked at her lack of knowledge of the wizarding world.
"You really haven't been in the wizarding world for longer than two minutes have you? A mudblood is what a muggle born is and before I forget a muggle is a non-magic person and your not a muggle because your Linda and Mark's kid right?" Malfoy said, "even though your mum looks nothing like you, I take it you take after your dad?"
"No, I think it's more of a skipped gene thing personally, I look nothing like both of them and I certainly wasn't adopted I mean, who wouldn't want me!" she joked but inside she felt worried. Morgan had never really thought about it, what if she had been adopted? 'No, don't be stupid, your parents are your parents and so what they don't look anything like you, it's never bothered you before'. She tried her best to forget about the stomach - lurching feeling that had taken over her body and did her best to get on with Malfoy, which was working considerably well.
Before they left the classroom, Snape reminded them that they had a detention that evening that they were expected to attend on time. Morgan groaned but Malfoy actually liked the idea, it would mean a better chance to get to know his new potions partner, also a topic to write to home about. His dad loved getting all the gossip and his mum well she just read the letter when his dad was finished, at least it would give both of them something to do. Malfoy wondered through the corridor thinking about Morgan, 'she's quite pretty, no, what am I thinking she's the mudblood's friend, she looks like me to, maybe even as good as me, I'm glad there's a good looking girl in school, no no no, take control no more thinking of her'.
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"How was the painful potions lesson sitting next to the almighty pain in the backside?" Harry asked Morgan through dinner.
"Actually it was okay," Morgan answered truthfully, it was true he hadn't been so annoying and that was what she could handle.
"Your kidding, Malfoy and okay don't even go together! Perhaps you should answer the question again," Ron smiled and tucked into his chicken leg.
"No really Ron, it was fine, he's okay but I still plan revenge, don't worry a thing about that Hermione, we'll pay him back!" Morgan assured the girl beside her, Hermione gave a nervous smile. Harry looked at Morgan again, 'okay she's a female Malfoy look a like but she's different and I like it'. Harry then faced his dinner plate and began thinking of ways to impress Morgan, 'aha! Quidditch Match this Saturday, the perfect chance to show off how great I am on the pitch'. (A/N: Given Harry a bit of an ego boast there, he needed it after all)
They finished dinner and the four of them made their way to the Gryffindor common room to do a spot of homework.
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Morgan was spread out on the couch, her books laying on top of her as she relaxed and watched Hermione rapidly speed through her homework. 'How does the girl do it?' she thought and turned to see Harry and Ron half way through a game of Wizard's chess.
"Morgan," Hermione suddenly looked up, "shouldn't you be at a detention?" Morgan froze, 'Crap!' she thought and unfroze herself, knocking her books on the floor. Harry watched her, her perfect hair, swishing about as she ran to the portrait whole and left the common room.
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Snape was in a deadly mood, he hadn't got over Linda and what they had shared last night. 'Rekindling an old flame' he chuckled as he brought the glass of rose wine up to his lips, he downed it in one and threw the glass to the other side of the room. It shattered into tiny pieces that scattered along the stone floor.
There was a knock at the door, 'Malfoy and Manstle', he thought and shouted 'enter'. They both came in, brother and sister - both scared of the man and what he might do to them.
Morgan had immediately spotted the shards of glass that they had stepped over when they entered the classroom. An empty wine bottle stood on the desk but as soon as Morgan had set eyes on it Snape had quickly put it away.
"I have a staff meeting to attend to," Snape lied, "I'll lock you both in here, you have a couple of hours to scrub the cauldrons and clear that up," he pointed to the shards of glass, "Neville Longbottom should never have been allowed into a potions lab." He walked towards the door, he had to get away, get a bit of fresh air in the Astronomy Tower.
"What got up his backside?" Morgan asked sarcastically and pulled out a dirty cauldron from the cupboard. There were at least fifty cauldrons and Morgan groaned at the sight.
"If you know Snape as well as my father does he would say it was woman trouble," Malfoy commented as he took a cauldron and waved his wand so that it was instantly clean in a second.
"How did you do that?" Morgan asked, "I haven't had a wand for long and I don't know any spells really, apart from the charms one I learnt but that's about it." Malfoy showed her how to do the cleaning spell and then helped her perfect it. In no time they had instantly cleaned the cauldrons and cleared away the shards of glass.
"Didn't he say 'scrub the cauldrons' though?" Morgan asked suddenly. Malfoy did his trademark smirk, Morgan had found herself doing the same thing at times.
"Like he'll even care or look, he has too much on his mind," Malfoy answered and stacked all the cauldrons away. He then stood up and looked at Morgan who was watching the clock.
"We still have over an hour," she said, "it's not fair, once a job is done, it's done and we should be allowed to go." She folded her arms and slumped against the wall.
"Well we're locked in here so it looks as though we'll have to make our own entertainment," Malfoy said. Morgan thought rapidly when suddenly an idea came to mind, 'I know what he's after so lets give this famous pain in the arse a bit of his own medicine!'
Slowly Morgan stepped in closer to Malfoy and brought her finger up to his lips, slowly she stroked them and brought her mouth up to his ear. "You want to play Draco?" she asked him in a seductive voice, she knew boys to well! He nodded, giving in that was his first mistake, and she brought her lips up to his lips so that they were touching, she was holding his hands up to her face allowing him to stroke her cheeks softly and she kissed him, he wasn't holding back and he returned the pleasurable feeling. Morgan was horrified, she had only meant to tease him but she was enjoying this as much as he was. She didn't stop and she let the kiss go on for ages, enjoying every little moment.
Finally they came up for air and just stared at each other for a moment, Morgan was still in shock and Malfoy had convinced himself that she wanted him. The door opened and Snape strolled in.
"You may go," he said ignoring them and sitting himself back at his desk. Morgan ran, she wanted to get away from Malfoy, if she could have she would have run out of her own body and got away from herself but that just wasn't going to happen. Slowing down near the corridor that lead to the Gryffindor common room, she heard footsteps coming. 'Not Malfoy, please don't be..'
"Hey Morgan, how was your detention?" Harry asked her, she looked at him and a second later fell into his arms. He held her as she clung on to his robes.
"Oh it was awful Harry," she exclaimed to the boy who was her only support, "I just don't know what I was playing at, I mean I kissed Malfoy, Draco Malfoy!"
Harry looked at her half shocked and half angry, he sort of wanted to drop her but decided against it, instead he just held her closer into a hug. 'This is war', he thought frowning at a painting which was gawping at the two of them, 'I refuse to let Malfoy have Morgan'.
A/N: The next chapter will most likely be longer! Okay decided to create a bit of tension in this chapter, bit more of Snape, I thought it would be good to see a bit of him. Harry is going to be determined to win Morgan but you know what will probably happen, but if you want to find out why you'll have to be a patient reader!
