Chapter 2 - Will You. . .
(the next day)
"Move it!"
Lirimaer looked at the source of the noise and saw that Malfoy was sneering at it. She cursed mentally. Malfoy had been so close to asking her out. Li took a closer look at the disturbance. It was a black haired teen with bright green eyes behind round glasses. The teen was flanked by a tall red-head boy and a short, bushy haired girl.
"Let's watch our manners, shall we?" Li suggested coldly.
"Do you know who you are talking to?" the girl asked, pulling out her wand. "This is THE Harry Potter."
"Now, now. We wouldn't want to give our whole Potions class a bad case of the Jelly Legs, now would we?" Li remarked innocently.
"Her name is Hermione Granger and the red head is Ronald Weasly. They are the punk's bodyguards," Malfoy whispered in her ear as Hermione gapped at her.
"Poor Vicktor. I wonder if he took a very close look at you Granger," Lirimaer smirked. Vicktor Krum was always talking about 'his brilliant Hermy o knee.'
"How did you know which jinx I was going to use?" Hermione asked in awe.
"The Jelly Legs Jinx is the only jinx that you hold your wand at that angle for." Lirimaer shook her head. "What do you think I did at Durmstrang? Twiddled my thumbs?"
Before she could retort, Professor Snape strode into the room.
"Class, take your seats. Let's see if everyone has retained everything over the summer. Who can tell me when you add the hellebore to the Draught of Peace and how much do you add?" Snape's eyes swept the room, noting that only two hands were raised. "Why don't we give Lirimaer a chance to answer before Ms. Granger plays show-off. Ms. Sheena?"
"You add the hellebore after the powdered moonstone has been stirred three times in a counter clockwise direction and has been allowed to simmer for 7 minutes. You use two drops of syrup of hellebore," Lirimaer said absently.
"It seems that Ms. Granger has found a worthy rival. Well done, Ms. Sheena. 10 points to Slytherin. We are making Veritaserum. Get to it," Snape said quietly. He swooped over to Lirimaer and Malfoy's table. "Malfoy, I trust that you will be helping Lirimaer with the classroom set up."
Malfoy nodded and murmured an, "Of course, sir," before hurrying off to get the ingredients that he and Lirimaer would need.
"Excuse me, Professor. I was wondering whether or not my godmother had come to talk to you, by any chance?" Lirimaer asked demurely.
"Not recently," Snape replied before sweeping over to Potter's table to comment on the state of his cauldron.
Malfoy handed Lirimaer her ingredients wordlessly.
"Thank you," Lirimaer said, giving him an honest-to-goodness smile.
"You're welcome," he answered. After 15 minutes of silence and clanking weights, Lirimaer turned to Malfoy.
"Draco, I was wondering what you were going to ask me earlier," Lirimaer commented. She was waiting for her potion to finish simmering before adding the lacewing flies.
"Oh, about earlier. Nice work in dealing with Granger. She's a Muggle-born, a good-for-nothing," Draco sneered.
"You're not answering the question," Lirimaer reminded in a sing-song voice.
"Fine." Draco turned to Lirimaer and said, "Will you go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?" His cheeks were tinged pink and he looked everywhere but Lirimaer's face.
"Sure," Lirimaer grinned. "See, was that so hard?"
"Ms. Sheena? Will you read the 5th line of directions?" Snape called out before Draco could answer. "Ms. Granger can't seem to follow it."
"After adding the dried Billywig stings, allow to simmer until a light blue in color. Then add the lacewing flies, stirring 5 times in both directions," Lirimaer read. A glance at Granger's cauldron told her that the witch had failed to let the potion become blue, adding the lacewing flies right away.
"10 points from Gryffindor, Granger, for your incompetence at following instructions," Snape hissed.
Needless to say, the rest of the class was rather uneventful.
* * *
Rae walked into the teacher's lounge, not realizing that her stride greatly resembled Lirimaer's. She flopped down onto one of the chairs and pulled out her favorite book, "Isle of the Chimaeras," by Gulliver Pokeby. It was a mystery and Rae could read it for hours.
Sitting so that her legs were draped over one side of the plushy chair, Rae conjured an extra large chocolate frappe out of thin air. It was a Muggle novelty that she had grown fond of. After taking a sip, she dove into her book. She was so absorbed that she didn't see the figure that glided over to the chair across form her.
Rae went to take another sip of her frappe, when she noted the dark figure reading 'One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi'.
"Really, Snivellus. You're the Potions teacher. You should have the book memorized," Rae commented without looking up from her book.
"Excuse me?" Snape choked out. "Did you just call me 'Snivellus'?" he asked.
"Yes I did," Rae confirmed placing her bookmark on the page and closing the book. "I remember that James used to call you that. Do you remember the time during a Quidditch match that I was yelling at him for picking on you, and he fell off his broom into the mud?"
"Do I know you?" Snape asked.
"I should think that you would remember any girlfriend that you ever had," Rae sniffed. "You don't remember all of the nights when we would sneak into the Restricted section of the library to look up N.E.W.T. level curses?"
"Not off the top of my head, no." Snape said nervously.
"Maybe you will remember this," Rae said as she sauntered over to Snape. She grasped the sides of his face and said in Parseltongue, "You and I are meant to be." With that, she leaned down and kissed him roughly, flicking her tongue in and out of his mouth like a snake. It left Severus breathless.
"That," Severus began when he found his voice, "I remember. I can't believe that you remembered the Parseltongue that Voldemort taught me."
"The heart doesn't forget," Rae murmured, sitting on the edge of his chair. She was leaning down to kiss him again when the door swung open to reveal McGonagall and Flitwick debating the use of a Severing Charm on the Crup.
McGonagall was the first to spot them and cleared her throat. "I hop that we aren't disrupting anything."
"Not at all," Rae said as she Summoned her book and frappe. "We were just finishing up. See you around, Sevey-baby," she called over her shoulder as she walked out.
"Sevey-baby?" Flitwick echoed in a disbelieving tone.
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A/N: I am so sorry that that took so long to get out. I am writing this first, then typing it, which is not what I normally do. And I looked at what I have written and I realized that I had 5 chapters done and a 6th one on the way, but only on chapter typed and posted! Well, R&R!
Ciao,
~*~Lady Lirimaer Malfoy~*~
(the next day)
"Move it!"
Lirimaer looked at the source of the noise and saw that Malfoy was sneering at it. She cursed mentally. Malfoy had been so close to asking her out. Li took a closer look at the disturbance. It was a black haired teen with bright green eyes behind round glasses. The teen was flanked by a tall red-head boy and a short, bushy haired girl.
"Let's watch our manners, shall we?" Li suggested coldly.
"Do you know who you are talking to?" the girl asked, pulling out her wand. "This is THE Harry Potter."
"Now, now. We wouldn't want to give our whole Potions class a bad case of the Jelly Legs, now would we?" Li remarked innocently.
"Her name is Hermione Granger and the red head is Ronald Weasly. They are the punk's bodyguards," Malfoy whispered in her ear as Hermione gapped at her.
"Poor Vicktor. I wonder if he took a very close look at you Granger," Lirimaer smirked. Vicktor Krum was always talking about 'his brilliant Hermy o knee.'
"How did you know which jinx I was going to use?" Hermione asked in awe.
"The Jelly Legs Jinx is the only jinx that you hold your wand at that angle for." Lirimaer shook her head. "What do you think I did at Durmstrang? Twiddled my thumbs?"
Before she could retort, Professor Snape strode into the room.
"Class, take your seats. Let's see if everyone has retained everything over the summer. Who can tell me when you add the hellebore to the Draught of Peace and how much do you add?" Snape's eyes swept the room, noting that only two hands were raised. "Why don't we give Lirimaer a chance to answer before Ms. Granger plays show-off. Ms. Sheena?"
"You add the hellebore after the powdered moonstone has been stirred three times in a counter clockwise direction and has been allowed to simmer for 7 minutes. You use two drops of syrup of hellebore," Lirimaer said absently.
"It seems that Ms. Granger has found a worthy rival. Well done, Ms. Sheena. 10 points to Slytherin. We are making Veritaserum. Get to it," Snape said quietly. He swooped over to Lirimaer and Malfoy's table. "Malfoy, I trust that you will be helping Lirimaer with the classroom set up."
Malfoy nodded and murmured an, "Of course, sir," before hurrying off to get the ingredients that he and Lirimaer would need.
"Excuse me, Professor. I was wondering whether or not my godmother had come to talk to you, by any chance?" Lirimaer asked demurely.
"Not recently," Snape replied before sweeping over to Potter's table to comment on the state of his cauldron.
Malfoy handed Lirimaer her ingredients wordlessly.
"Thank you," Lirimaer said, giving him an honest-to-goodness smile.
"You're welcome," he answered. After 15 minutes of silence and clanking weights, Lirimaer turned to Malfoy.
"Draco, I was wondering what you were going to ask me earlier," Lirimaer commented. She was waiting for her potion to finish simmering before adding the lacewing flies.
"Oh, about earlier. Nice work in dealing with Granger. She's a Muggle-born, a good-for-nothing," Draco sneered.
"You're not answering the question," Lirimaer reminded in a sing-song voice.
"Fine." Draco turned to Lirimaer and said, "Will you go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?" His cheeks were tinged pink and he looked everywhere but Lirimaer's face.
"Sure," Lirimaer grinned. "See, was that so hard?"
"Ms. Sheena? Will you read the 5th line of directions?" Snape called out before Draco could answer. "Ms. Granger can't seem to follow it."
"After adding the dried Billywig stings, allow to simmer until a light blue in color. Then add the lacewing flies, stirring 5 times in both directions," Lirimaer read. A glance at Granger's cauldron told her that the witch had failed to let the potion become blue, adding the lacewing flies right away.
"10 points from Gryffindor, Granger, for your incompetence at following instructions," Snape hissed.
Needless to say, the rest of the class was rather uneventful.
* * *
Rae walked into the teacher's lounge, not realizing that her stride greatly resembled Lirimaer's. She flopped down onto one of the chairs and pulled out her favorite book, "Isle of the Chimaeras," by Gulliver Pokeby. It was a mystery and Rae could read it for hours.
Sitting so that her legs were draped over one side of the plushy chair, Rae conjured an extra large chocolate frappe out of thin air. It was a Muggle novelty that she had grown fond of. After taking a sip, she dove into her book. She was so absorbed that she didn't see the figure that glided over to the chair across form her.
Rae went to take another sip of her frappe, when she noted the dark figure reading 'One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi'.
"Really, Snivellus. You're the Potions teacher. You should have the book memorized," Rae commented without looking up from her book.
"Excuse me?" Snape choked out. "Did you just call me 'Snivellus'?" he asked.
"Yes I did," Rae confirmed placing her bookmark on the page and closing the book. "I remember that James used to call you that. Do you remember the time during a Quidditch match that I was yelling at him for picking on you, and he fell off his broom into the mud?"
"Do I know you?" Snape asked.
"I should think that you would remember any girlfriend that you ever had," Rae sniffed. "You don't remember all of the nights when we would sneak into the Restricted section of the library to look up N.E.W.T. level curses?"
"Not off the top of my head, no." Snape said nervously.
"Maybe you will remember this," Rae said as she sauntered over to Snape. She grasped the sides of his face and said in Parseltongue, "You and I are meant to be." With that, she leaned down and kissed him roughly, flicking her tongue in and out of his mouth like a snake. It left Severus breathless.
"That," Severus began when he found his voice, "I remember. I can't believe that you remembered the Parseltongue that Voldemort taught me."
"The heart doesn't forget," Rae murmured, sitting on the edge of his chair. She was leaning down to kiss him again when the door swung open to reveal McGonagall and Flitwick debating the use of a Severing Charm on the Crup.
McGonagall was the first to spot them and cleared her throat. "I hop that we aren't disrupting anything."
"Not at all," Rae said as she Summoned her book and frappe. "We were just finishing up. See you around, Sevey-baby," she called over her shoulder as she walked out.
"Sevey-baby?" Flitwick echoed in a disbelieving tone.
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A/N: I am so sorry that that took so long to get out. I am writing this first, then typing it, which is not what I normally do. And I looked at what I have written and I realized that I had 5 chapters done and a 6th one on the way, but only on chapter typed and posted! Well, R&R!
Ciao,
~*~Lady Lirimaer Malfoy~*~