Isabel



Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot

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A/N: Oops, I'm sorry, after re-reading the last chapter I thought it wasn't very good. I know Snape is a little OOC, but I like him this way. I hope you like him too !!! And I hope you like the rest of my story.



Chapter 8

A Quidditch-game and more

That Sunday the whole school made theirselves up for the Quidditch-match, Gryffindor against Ravenclaw.

Harry has played, and won, a lot of matches by now, but every game was still exciting and he was still nervous before each game.

"Come on, you've got to eat something" said Isabel to her boyfriend. "You'll have to take care of yourself. If you don't eat something, you might fall off your broomstick."

Harry laughed, but he took a piece of toast anyway. Isabel was right. One could play better with a full stomach.

"Come on, hurry up, we've got to go to the stands. We want to have good places, don't we ?". Ron hopped nervous from one leg to another. Maybe he was more excited about the game then Harry was.

Hermione and Isabel stood up. Isabel kissed her boyfriend on the cheek and wished him luck. "I'll catch this one especially for you" whispered Harry in her ear and Isabel started to blush.

The three of them left Harry behind, he had to go to the changing-room with the other players. Isabel, Hermione and Ron went outside and got a good place with a good view in the stands. Fifteen minutes later most of the students were outside.

The weather was lovely, not too hot anymore, but a nice temperature and a clear blue sky. Hagrid came to join them and twenty minutes later the players came outside.

Madame Hooch blew her wistle and the game began. It was a very exciting game, not rough, like a game against the Slytherins, though the two teams were strong and played fair. Harry managed to get the snitch in the 56th minute and he held it up high in the air. He looked at Isabel and winked at her, as to say the snitch was for her.

After the game Ron went off to congretulate Harry, and Isabel and Hermione were walking from the Quidditch-field to Hagrid's hut, were they were going to meet Harry and Ron and have a pleasant afternoon with Hagrid.

They were chatting unceasing, so they didn't notice three figures following them, until one of them grabbed Hermiones arm and turned her around.

"Well, well, what a coincidence we meet" said Malfoy, and Crabbe and Goyle snickered.

"Leave us alone, Malfoy" yelled Hermione angrily as she tried to escape from his grip.

Malfoy ignored her and turned his attention to Isabel. "I heard you're Potter's girlfriend" he said to her "couldn't you get anyone better, like me for example ?"

"Not in a thousand years, Malfoy" Isabel spit at him.

"It was an example, Isabel, you don't think I would get involved with you ? Probably you are as much as a Mudblood as she is. Relatives, right ?"

"Better a Mudblood then a Deatheater"

"Those are your words"

"I hate you, Malfoy, and for your information, Isabel and I are no relatives"

"For a Mudblood you are very insolent, Granger, but I like that" Malfoy said and he pulled Hermione closer to him. "Come on, you should be glad that someone like me would care for you"

Hermione tried to scream, but Draco had put his hand on her mouth. Isabel tried to run to her friend, but Crabbe and Goyle held her so she couldn't do anything.

"Be nice to me, Granger, and I'll be nice to you" he whispered in her ear.

"PETRIFICUS TOTALIS" she heard a familiar voice and a second later Draco Malfoy fell on the ground, petrified. Hermione felt as if she was going to fall too, but two strong arms caught her before she hit the ground. She had never been more happy to see her potions master.

"Let her go" said professor Snape to Crabbe and Goyle and instantly they loosened their grip on Isabel's arms.

"Bring him to the hospital wing and go back to your dormitory, I'll deal with you later" he said and they nodded. The both of them lifted Malfoy (they were too stupid to levitate him to the castle) and went off.

"Are you allright, miss Granger ?" he asked the girl, who was still in his arms

"I think so, Professor" said Hermione and she gave a relieved sigh.

"What happened?"

"We were on our way to Hagrid as they appeared out of nowhere" Isabel explained. "Malfoy insulted Hermoine and then tried to take advantage of her. Thanks to you he couldn't do anything, but if you weren't there.. I don't want to think about what could've happen".

Hermione started to cry. She didn't want to, but she was so relieved that nothing had happened, she couldn't stop it. Professor Snape held her more tightly. "Hush, hush, Hermione, everything is O.K. now". He talked to he as if he talked to a little child, but it really comforted her.

"Professor, can I ask you a question ?" Isabel asked. Snape nodded. "Do you think Hermione and I look alike ? It's the second time Malfoy told us, he thought we're relatives".

Professor Snape looked from one girl to the other. "Well, he's go a point, I have to say. If one doesn't know better, they could think you're related" he stated. He still hadn't let go of Hermione, who wasn't complaining.

"What's going on here?" asked Harry out of breath. He and Ron had ran the whole way from the castle. "Why are you holding her?" he asked angrily. Snape realised he was still holding Hermione and pulled his arms away.

"Your knights in armour are arrived, ladies. You'd better not let them go all by theirselves here, Potter, if I wasn't here to rescue them nasty things could have happened. But, if I believe, it's your way to fight when the battle is over, isn't it ?"

Harry scowled at Snape, clutching his fists. "What's he talking about ?" he asked Isabel as Snape had turned and walked back to the castle.

"Malfoy tried to rape Hermione, but Professor Snape rescued her" Isabel explained shortly and she glanced at Hermione, who was still looking in the direction where Snape had disappeared.

"Let's go to Hagrid, I'm really thirsty now" said Isabel and she pushed Harry and Ron in the right direction.

"Come on" she mouthed to Hermione. Hermione sighed deep and followed her friends. She resolved that she would go down to the dungeons later and thank Professor Snape properly.

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Later that day Hermione indeed went to the dungeons. As the night before, she combed her hair with her fingers before she knocked on the door.

"Come in" she heard him say and she stepped inside. Her jaw fell open in astonishment. Professor Snape wasn't wearing his usual black robes, but a nice pair of muggle-trousers and a very fashionable shirt.

"What is it, miss Granger?" he asked. By the look of her face he could tell she liked his outfit and he was very pleased with it.

"Ehhh, excuse me, Professor, what did you say?' Hermione asked as she tore her eyes from away.

"How are you, miss Granger ?"

"I am allright, Professor. I just came here to thank you. I realised I've forgotten."

"That's O.K., Miss Granger. If you want to know, I sent Messrs Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle to Professor Dumbledore, I think it's better to let him do the punishment. I took 100 point for each of them from Slytherin, but as I think of it, it could've been more."

"Thanks, Professor. I really don't want to think about want could've happened when you weren't there".

"Don't think of it, Hermione, it's no use. But, now you're here, can I tempt you in another game of chess ?" he changed the subject.

"Of course you can, but you can't expect me to let you win, even not after what happened before".

"I really don't need you let me win, I think I'll manage to win all by myself, thank you very much"

"Don't count on it"