Chapter seven:
Sentenced to Two Weeks
Bunny opened her eyes to bright sun filtering through the open window next to her bed. Sitting up, she held a hand up to her forehead, where a headache had resided.
Squinting her eyes, she looked out the window, and realized the sun was just now rising. Looking away she swung her legs over the side of the four- poster bed.
The room was shaped into a circle, with four windows, by each bed. There were five beds that lined the wall, with a cabinet on the left side, and the student's trunk at the foot of the bed. Each bed was decorated with yellow sheets, and black comforters
Standing, she moved to the window decorated with yellow curtains, where a table sat. On the table, was a pitcher full of water. Pouring herself a glass, she gulped down the cold liquid. It felt good going down, and she quickly finished off the glass.
Bunny looked out the window again, and wondered faintly what had woken her up. She had been sleeping, deep within a dream, when suddenly she awoke.
Pursing her lips together, Bunny turned, setting the glass down. Moving to her bed, she shed her pajamas, and quickly threw on her black robes.
She started towards the stairs. She passed Hannah's bed, which was to the right of Bunny's. Next she passed Susan's, which was on the left of hers. The last bed, which was right next to the stairs, belonged to Mina.
Bunny reached the stairs, and started down to the common room. The Hufflepuff common room was made up of several armchairs, a fireplace, and the stairway she had just come from.
Walking across the circular room, she moved to the door. Pushing it open, she stepped out from behind the portrait. She shut it quietly behind her, and stared down the corridor.
Walking down the narrow hallway, to the staircase, that would take her to the entrance hall, she couldn't help but think about what the hat had said to her. It had been four days since she had been sorted into Hufflepuff. And she couldn't forget what the hat had said to her, before it had been pulled from her head.
Bunny entered the entrance hall, and wondered if she should head to the Great Hall, or somewhere else. She moved to stand in front of the marble staircase, and which led to the other floors.
Shaking her head, she thought better of it, and went to turn to the Great Hall doors, when another staircase caught her attention.
It was like the one, which led to the Hufflepuff common room, but was on the opposite side of the stairs leading up. She wandered towards the stairs, her heart lurching at the thought of going down.
Glancing around, she found herself alone in the entrance hall, and without a second thought, she started down the stairs.
She reached the corridor, and a chill ran up along her spine. It was much colder down here, than it was in the main castle. Shivering, she continued on down the corridor till she reached two doors.
Without hesitating, Bunny pulled the door on her left open, and peered inside. The large room reminded her of a dungeon. In the far corner, water poured into a basin from a gargoyle's mouth.
Bunny stepped further into the room, to get a better look. There wasn't much decoration, with the stone floor, and matching walls. Tables and chairs filled most of the room, and she realized this was a classroom.
Half-heartedly, she wandered the room, looking at each and everything. It was quite fascinating, with the ancient torches, glowing with small flames to light the room. The tables were scarred, and worn through. She nearly gagged, her stomach heaving, when she saw the jars that lined the walls. In the jars, were small animals floating in some sort of liquid.
Grossed out, she muttered under her breath, "What a creep, keeping dead animals." She shuddered visibly.
The door to the classroom slammed shut, and Bunny yelped in surprise. Her heart jack hammering against her rib cage, and she whirled around to face the door.
Standing in front of the door, was the man from the Great Hall. Bunny let out a pathetic whimper when she recognized him, with his long greasy black hair, narrowed black eyes, and sickly skin.
The man's eyes were devoid of any emotion, that Bunny could read, but there was a flicker in his eyes. Shaking, with fear, and from the cold, Bunny searched for another exit.
"What are you doing down here."
He pulled his eyes away from her, and stalked across the classroom. He moved to the desk in the front of the room, and shuffled through some papers.
Bunny glanced at the closed door with longing, but knew better than to make a run for it. She had Professor Snape's class today after lunch. She couldn't run from him forever.
"Well?"
Physically jumping, she whirled around to face him. "I." She dropped her eyes to her feet, feeling nervous to be in the same room as him. The man made her skin crawl, and all he had to do was look at her. His voice sent chills down her spine, and heat to her cheeks. "I was looking for my classes for today, so that I would know where they were sir."
She hesitantly glanced up at him. He wasn't looking at her, but at his desk. He stopped looking through his papers to look at her.
She felt her heart drop to her toes, and her lung deflated.
"Couldn't sleep Moon?"
Her eyes bulged, and she suddenly felt faint. "Sit down, before you fall over."
She nodded, and sat down in the empty seat that was next to her. The man dressed in black robes, then rounded his desk, and seated himself on the corner of it. He crossed his arms over his chest, and glared at her from where he sat. "You're not a very good liar, no wonder you were put into Hufflepuff." He spat the name at her, and she visibly winced.
"You're the first I have ever heard of who was placed into a different house than you're parents were."
Bunny looked up at him then, and asked hesitantly, "What? You know my parents?"
Professor Snape scowled, "Of course I do, everyone in this school does. Don't you ever read your text books?"
His body was tense, his jaw clenched tight, and his eyes narrowed harshly on her. Bunny shook her head slowly, and cautiously, she looked up at him. "How does everyone know my mum, when I can barely remember her?"
Snape shook his head in disgust, "I will not stand this from one of my students. Clean yourself up!"
Bunny whipped vainly against the tears that had started to fall on their own. "I can't stop." Her bottom lip trembled, "Every year I forget more and more about my mum. All I have left are pictures of her."
Snape stared at the blonde haired girl, with a deep-set scowl on his face. "What do you want me to do about it?"
He didn't know how to handle these things this early in the morning. All he wanted to do was work on his plans for the next few weeks, not talk to a first year about her problems.
Shaking his head he stated coldly, "If you don't leave now, I will give you detention." Bunny looked at the greasy haired man with resentment. Professor Snape was as everyone had said he was. He was a cold heartless jerk who favored the house he was head of.
She shoved back her chair, and stalked across the dungeon floor. Pausing at the door, only because she could feel the man's black eyes burning holes into her back. She looked over her shoulder at him. Opening the door, she shouted, "You are a creep!" With that said, she slammed the door shut behind her.
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Luna scowled at her mistress, and shook her head. "Tell me again, why you are hiding out in the common room, when you should be in Potions class?"
Bunny glanced up at the black cat from the book she had been reading. Pursing her lips together, the blonde tried to come up with the best possible answer.
"Well this morning I went down to the dungeons, and Professor Snape caught me." Luna waited, staring at the girl expectantly.
Sighing, the blonde rolled over onto her back so that she could sit up. Once she was seated on her bed, Bunny continued, "I sort of called him a creep."
"You did WHAT!?!?!"
The girl rolled her eyes, as if it was nothing, "So I figured I would let him cool off for a week." She meekly smiled, as she pulled out her Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger book.
She skimmed the first chapter, looking at the important information. Luna stared at the girl with exasperation. "What am I going to do with you? You insulted one of your teachers." The cat dropped her head, and shook it.
Bunny looked up from her book to the black cat in front of her. "You worry to much Luna." Pausing, she knitted her brows together. She could have sworn she heard a door open.
Shaking her head, she directed her attention to Luna, but the black cat's eyes were focused on the stairs. "Luna what's wrong?"
Bunny watched, as the hairs on Luna's back rose, and the cat hissed in warning. It was then that Bunny heard the thundering of footsteps as someone made their way up the stairs.
She paled, and her heart picked up its beat, as fear filled her very being. She knew that her classmates were in potions, and there was no way anyone should be coming up the stairs.
Quietly, Bunny eased up off the bed, and she stared cautiously at the stairway. Her heart leaped to her throat when a familiar greasy black haired man trudged up the stairs. The dark haired man stalked across the room to the frozen blonde.
His arm shot out, latching onto her wrist, and he jerked her after him. He didn't say a word, as he pulled her down the stairs to the Hufflepuff common room.
As if finally coming from a deep trance, Bunny jerked back on her arm, and began to struggle against his hold. Professor Snape pulled her out of the Hufflepuff common room, and out into the corridor. He slammed the portrait shut.
"Let me go!" She pulled hard against him, trying to slip her hand free. His fingers tightened around her wrist, causing her to cry out in pain. Tears burst forward, and she struggled harder against him.
They reached the staircase, and on the first step, Bunny tripped. She let out a yelp, her wrist twisting, and she landed hard on her butt. Crying out, her head snapped back hitting one of the steps. Snape didn't even pause, but drug her up the stairs, and out into the entrance hall.
Realizing, the infernal man wasn't going to give up, she began to thrash against him. Opening her mouth, she went to scream, but he whirled on her. His hand came down on her, and Bunny flinched waiting for the hit.
She felt his hand land against her mouth, but it didn't hurt, like she had expected. Opening her eyes, she looked up into the black orbs. The dark eyes were narrowed, and he hissed only loud enough for her to hear, "Don't you dare." With that said, he removed his hand, and yanked the blonde up to her feet.
He tugged her along, pulling her down another pair of stairs that led to a familiar dark corridor. They reached a door, where they could hear voices chatting merrily inside.
He gave her a sharp look, before he swung the door open. Instinctively the room went silent, as Snape marched into the room, dragging Bunny behind him. "There will be no foolish wand waving," He finally let her go, and pointed to the empty seat, while he barked out, "Sit!" Numbly, Bunny sat down in the chair, her eyes wide with fear, as the dark haired Professor made his way to his desk.
"Detention Moon. I will talk to you after class." He turned to face the class, his face set into a scowl, "And there will be no silly incantations in this class."
Bunny looked down at her desk, and suddenly realized she hadn't brought any of her supplies. Tears clung to her lashes, as her wrist throbbed. She looked at it, and realized it was beginning to bruise.
Her eyes narrowed into slits, and she forced herself to look up as Professor Snape finished roll call. His eyes glanced over at her, and Bunny felt her blood go cold.
Professor Snape really was a creep.
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Bunny watched as everyone left the classroom, when they were dismissed. During class they had to take complicated notes on how to make a strong sleeping potion.
Mina Love, another Hufflepuff flashed her, the victory sign, and whispered under her breath, "Good luck." Envious, Bunny watched her leave in a cheery mood.
Turning, she looked towards the teacher's desk, where Professor Snape sat. The room was empty, except for the two of them. She didn't like the idea being alone with him again, especially what had happened in the common room.
"Moon, can you tell me, why I had to retrieve you from your common room?" Bunny bowed her head, staring down at the tabletop. Why did he have to be so cruel?
"I don't know sir."
Black eyes lifted from the parchment he had been writing on, "Oh really?" He leaned back in his seat to stare at her, "But I believe you do know Moon. Is it because you called me a creep?"
Bunny felt the heat rise to her cheeks, and knew she couldn't deny it now. "Yes Professor Snape." The teacher snorted, disgust evident on his face. "I could have you expelled for skipping class." The blonde haired girl lowered her head even more, till her hair brushed the table's surface.
Professor Snape narrowed his eyes, "Will you pay attention!" She made no move to look up, but continued to stare at her lap intently. She had nothing to loose. If she were expelled, she would go back to working at the candy store, and finish regular school.
He sighed, his hand reaching up to massage his forehead. "Two weeks of detention. Every night, I expect to find you here, where you will work for an hour after the dinner feast. Do I make myself clear?" Bunny lifted her eyes, and she nodded.
Snape then waved her off, "You're dismissed." She stood, and hurried out of the dungeon. Following the corridor, she stopped to look behind her. It was dark and musty down the hallway leading to her potions class.
She visibly shuddered, how could someone live like that? "Only a creep could." Wrinkling her nose, she hurried up the stairs, and made it to the entrance hall.
"Bunny?"
The blonde looked over to see Fred and George standing near the entrance to the Great Hall. "Hey Buns, what were you doing down there?" George bobbed his eyebrow in amusement.
Bunny didn't even think about the little nickname he gave her, but hurried to reach their side. "Receiving my sentence." She glanced over her shoulder, and watched as Professor Snape trudged up the stairs.
His eyebrows drawn together, Fred asked, "Sentence?" The blonde nodded, as she pushed the two older boys through the door. "I got detention, for two weeks."
Startled, George asked, "Two weeks? What did you do?" Bunny flushed, "I called Professor Snape a creep, and then tried to, uh, well he called it skipping his class."
George nudged Fred in the ribs, "Are you serious?" She nodded, "Yea. He um, went to the common room, and drug me all the way to his classroom." Instinctively, she pulled her wrist deeper into her robes.
Looking up at them, she slapped on a grin, "Well I'll see you guys later." She moved passed them, and hurried to the Hufflepuff table. She took a seat next to Mina, who was chatting away with Hannah Abbot and Susan Bones.
Bunny spooned food onto her plate, but she had lost her appetite. For the next two weeks, she would be spending an hour everyday to help the creepy Potion's teacher.
"Sounds like loads of fun." She smiled bitterly, as she forced herself to eat the dinner given to her.
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Soon dinner ended all to quickly for Bunny's taste. And before she knew it, Professor Snape loomed over her like an ominous cloud, ready to rain down on her sunny day.
Uneasily she slowly turned around, to find him sneering down upon her. In a clipped tone he asked, "Ready?" Bunny watched as everyone scurried off, leaving her alone at the table. "I expect to see you in my office in ten minutes." With that said, he turned and stalked away from the table.
Bunny outwardly sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Miss Moon may I have a word with you?" Her back stiffened slightly, and cautiously she looked over her shoulder.
Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of the school, was still seated at the high table. Swallowing, she uneasily climbed from the bench seat, and started towards the teacher's table.
She stood in front of the older man, her head slightly bowed in shame. "Yes Professor Dumbledore?" There were a few left in the Great Hall. Some of the other teachers were still seated, and barely any students were still at their tables.
"How is school treating you so far Miss. Moon?" She glanced up at him, "Fine sir."
He smiled ruefully, and his eyes twinkled behind his spectacles. "A student who wishes to remain anonymous had informed me, that he spied Professor Snape dragging you up the flight of stairs from the Hufflepuff common room."
Bunny flushed, her cheeks staining red. She pulled her arm further into the sleeve of her robes. "How is your wrist? I think you should have Madam Pomfrey take a look."
She shook her head, "I have to go sir. I don't want to be late." With her head bowed, she scurried off before he could say anything more.
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The corridor seemed darker than usual, and much colder. The flames from the torches flickered, the fire licking the stonewalls, as a breeze blew in from the stairs.
She felt sick to her stomach, as she moved towards Professor Snape's office. She stopped at the classroom door, but found it locked. Turning, she spotted a light through the crack beneath the door across from the class. Sighing heavily, Bunny knocked on the door.
A gruff voice from inside snapped, "Come in."
She hesitantly pushed the door open, and slipped into the small office. It resembled the classroom greatly, just only smaller. She spotted Professor Snape at his desk, reading something she couldn't see from where she stood.
The room was dark and dank, almost seemingly threatening. There was no sound, nothing to fill the emptiness of the room. A cabinet set against the wall next to her, was filled with containers.
Taking care to be quiet, she shut the door carefully behind her. She stood at the door, ready to rip it open, and run out of there at any sign of danger.
"You're late Moon."
The man sitting behind the desk, dropped his quill, and covered the inkbottle with its lid. He then shoved his seat back, and leaned against it. He raised his head, so that he was looking at her.
He snorted, nearly being jolted from his chair, "What are you wearing?"
Bunny flushed, as she looked down at her attire. Before coming to do her detention, she had thought about changing into her pajamas. "My pajama's Professor Snape." He was staring at her, his left eye twitching slightly.
Her blush deepened, and she made a move to cover herself. It was a pink nightgown that was loose on her, and came down about her knees. The sleeves were thin tank top straps, with frilly lace as a trim. It had been a gift for her tenth birthday from Vicki.
Snape cleared his throat, tearing his eyes away, "Tomorrow you will come fully dressed, Moon." He pushed himself to his feet, "You're first assignment, will be to scrub the floors in the classroom. If its not finished within an hour, you will stay longer, do I make myself clear?"
Bunny nodded, as she nervously rubbed her hands together. He stalked across the room, moving passed her, to open the door. Leading her out into the hall, he moved to the classroom door, and unlocked it. "There is a bucket you can fill with water from the gargoyle's mouth. In the bucket is a brush." He held the door open for her. "I will be back in an hour to check up on you." With that, he slammed the door shut behind her, and went back to his office.
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Bunny swiped a hand across her brow, as sweat dripped from her forehead. Even though she had been freezing earlier, she was baking now. She had about half of the classroom floor spotless. She had to change the water thirteen times, and had to replace the brush three times.
Yawning, she fell back onto her legs, to marvel at the floor. She was proud of it, but knew that by tomorrow it would be messy again, from spilt chemicals, and from blown up cauldrons.
Dunking the brush into the bucket of mucky water, she thought about dumping the water again. Pulling the brush out, she feverously scrubbed at the grime on the floor.
Sighing, she stood, taking the bucket with her, and dumped the water into an old sink. She then moved to the gargoyles mouth, and let the fountain fill the bucket with cold water.
Leaning against the wall, she yawned. It was well passed an hour, nearly two, and she was a little over halfway done. Once it was full, she lifted the full bucket, and dragged it to where she had left off.
She scrubbed and washed, working at the floor till her fingers were numb, blisters bleeding, and till she barely had enough strength to get clean water.
Another hour passed, before she finally finished the floor, and collapsed into exhaustion. It was nearly midnight, and she lay on the floor of her Potion's classroom. She was too tired to move, and too sleepy to open her eyes, she fell asleep.
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He found her like that; lying next to the bucket of dirty water, and scrub brush. She was sound asleep, curled into the fetal position. Soft snores, which he barely could hear, came from her ragged form.
He shook his head, contemplating on leaving her there, or waking her up. It was passed midnight, and he had decided to see how far she had gotten.
Looking around, he found the floor spotless, with almost a gleaming shine to it. He smirked; pleased with the fact she had done her job, without complaint. And such an efficient job at that.
"Moon."
She stirred slightly, but didn't wake at the sound of his voce. He frowned, trying again, "Moon." He lifted his tone a bit, but only received a giggle. Wrinkling his nose, he moved closer to her, and crouched down next to the blonde.
A Hufflepuff, how revolting. Her mother had been a great Slytherin, a powerful witch, but her daughter was nothing more than a Hufflepuff. But hadn't the hat spoken of power, and great things? How could a Hufflepuff be powerful, as the ones who were in Slytherin, or Gryffindor?
"Well at least you were put into that house." Gryffindor would have been a mockery to the name Moon, but Hufflepuff wasn't any better. Too pure for Slytherin?
He could see it, as he watched her sleep innocently on the floor in front of him. She had a little of her mother in her, more than the girl would ever realize.
Snape smirked, his mind wandering back to earlier that day in the classroom. She had been quite upset with his apathetic attitude. Had called him a creep. Her mother had said something along those lines when they first met as well.
"Get up Moon, and go to you common room." He stood, nudging the girl with his foot, "Get up."
Bunny opened her eyes, and she lifted her head to look around. "Wha.?" She looked at him, her eyes slightly cross-eyed. She woke up just like her mother did. He remembered all the days he had to wake the woman up.
Gruffly he replied, "Go to your common room. I will see you here tomorrow after the dinner feast." He didn't bother to help her up, but let her pick herself up.
She left him in the classroom, heading towards the Hufflepuff room. He stood there, staring at the door to the room. If he wasn't too careful, he could jeopardize his career here at Hogwarts.
Shaking his head, he stalked out of the room, heading to his chambers, and hoped for a dreamless night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Haha well there you go, evil Professor Snape. Couldn't resist. I find it repulsive when people make him into a sniveling pathetic man, in most stories I read. I really don't believe Snape would actually go all soft and mushy around a ten-year-old girl. I'm not criticizing; I just hate way too much OOC.
I'm trying hard to stay IC with each person in the story. Bunny will be showing her TRUE colors soon, and I hope all of you will have plenty of laughs, with this chapter, and the many more to come. There might be a little bonding between Snape and Bunny, nothing too series, and he surely wont be showing it in front of other student, or even in front of Bunny for the most part. Snape does have a reputation to uphold.
Has anyone started the new Harry Potter book. I just have to say WONDERFUL FANTASTIC GREAT ENJOYABLE LOVABLE doesn't begin to describe it. GO OUT THERE NOW, if you haven't already, AND BUY THAT DAMN BOOK!!!! Or I will curse you, and never write another chapter. I mean it, I can, even though I won't want to. But please go buy it. read it, and enjoy it, your wont want to put it down. I know I cant.
Which is why this chapter came out so late. Hehe, I couldn't tear my eyes away long enough to turn the computer on, let alone update. Hehe enjoy!!!!!
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Bunny opened her eyes to bright sun filtering through the open window next to her bed. Sitting up, she held a hand up to her forehead, where a headache had resided.
Squinting her eyes, she looked out the window, and realized the sun was just now rising. Looking away she swung her legs over the side of the four- poster bed.
The room was shaped into a circle, with four windows, by each bed. There were five beds that lined the wall, with a cabinet on the left side, and the student's trunk at the foot of the bed. Each bed was decorated with yellow sheets, and black comforters
Standing, she moved to the window decorated with yellow curtains, where a table sat. On the table, was a pitcher full of water. Pouring herself a glass, she gulped down the cold liquid. It felt good going down, and she quickly finished off the glass.
Bunny looked out the window again, and wondered faintly what had woken her up. She had been sleeping, deep within a dream, when suddenly she awoke.
Pursing her lips together, Bunny turned, setting the glass down. Moving to her bed, she shed her pajamas, and quickly threw on her black robes.
She started towards the stairs. She passed Hannah's bed, which was to the right of Bunny's. Next she passed Susan's, which was on the left of hers. The last bed, which was right next to the stairs, belonged to Mina.
Bunny reached the stairs, and started down to the common room. The Hufflepuff common room was made up of several armchairs, a fireplace, and the stairway she had just come from.
Walking across the circular room, she moved to the door. Pushing it open, she stepped out from behind the portrait. She shut it quietly behind her, and stared down the corridor.
Walking down the narrow hallway, to the staircase, that would take her to the entrance hall, she couldn't help but think about what the hat had said to her. It had been four days since she had been sorted into Hufflepuff. And she couldn't forget what the hat had said to her, before it had been pulled from her head.
Bunny entered the entrance hall, and wondered if she should head to the Great Hall, or somewhere else. She moved to stand in front of the marble staircase, and which led to the other floors.
Shaking her head, she thought better of it, and went to turn to the Great Hall doors, when another staircase caught her attention.
It was like the one, which led to the Hufflepuff common room, but was on the opposite side of the stairs leading up. She wandered towards the stairs, her heart lurching at the thought of going down.
Glancing around, she found herself alone in the entrance hall, and without a second thought, she started down the stairs.
She reached the corridor, and a chill ran up along her spine. It was much colder down here, than it was in the main castle. Shivering, she continued on down the corridor till she reached two doors.
Without hesitating, Bunny pulled the door on her left open, and peered inside. The large room reminded her of a dungeon. In the far corner, water poured into a basin from a gargoyle's mouth.
Bunny stepped further into the room, to get a better look. There wasn't much decoration, with the stone floor, and matching walls. Tables and chairs filled most of the room, and she realized this was a classroom.
Half-heartedly, she wandered the room, looking at each and everything. It was quite fascinating, with the ancient torches, glowing with small flames to light the room. The tables were scarred, and worn through. She nearly gagged, her stomach heaving, when she saw the jars that lined the walls. In the jars, were small animals floating in some sort of liquid.
Grossed out, she muttered under her breath, "What a creep, keeping dead animals." She shuddered visibly.
The door to the classroom slammed shut, and Bunny yelped in surprise. Her heart jack hammering against her rib cage, and she whirled around to face the door.
Standing in front of the door, was the man from the Great Hall. Bunny let out a pathetic whimper when she recognized him, with his long greasy black hair, narrowed black eyes, and sickly skin.
The man's eyes were devoid of any emotion, that Bunny could read, but there was a flicker in his eyes. Shaking, with fear, and from the cold, Bunny searched for another exit.
"What are you doing down here."
He pulled his eyes away from her, and stalked across the classroom. He moved to the desk in the front of the room, and shuffled through some papers.
Bunny glanced at the closed door with longing, but knew better than to make a run for it. She had Professor Snape's class today after lunch. She couldn't run from him forever.
"Well?"
Physically jumping, she whirled around to face him. "I." She dropped her eyes to her feet, feeling nervous to be in the same room as him. The man made her skin crawl, and all he had to do was look at her. His voice sent chills down her spine, and heat to her cheeks. "I was looking for my classes for today, so that I would know where they were sir."
She hesitantly glanced up at him. He wasn't looking at her, but at his desk. He stopped looking through his papers to look at her.
She felt her heart drop to her toes, and her lung deflated.
"Couldn't sleep Moon?"
Her eyes bulged, and she suddenly felt faint. "Sit down, before you fall over."
She nodded, and sat down in the empty seat that was next to her. The man dressed in black robes, then rounded his desk, and seated himself on the corner of it. He crossed his arms over his chest, and glared at her from where he sat. "You're not a very good liar, no wonder you were put into Hufflepuff." He spat the name at her, and she visibly winced.
"You're the first I have ever heard of who was placed into a different house than you're parents were."
Bunny looked up at him then, and asked hesitantly, "What? You know my parents?"
Professor Snape scowled, "Of course I do, everyone in this school does. Don't you ever read your text books?"
His body was tense, his jaw clenched tight, and his eyes narrowed harshly on her. Bunny shook her head slowly, and cautiously, she looked up at him. "How does everyone know my mum, when I can barely remember her?"
Snape shook his head in disgust, "I will not stand this from one of my students. Clean yourself up!"
Bunny whipped vainly against the tears that had started to fall on their own. "I can't stop." Her bottom lip trembled, "Every year I forget more and more about my mum. All I have left are pictures of her."
Snape stared at the blonde haired girl, with a deep-set scowl on his face. "What do you want me to do about it?"
He didn't know how to handle these things this early in the morning. All he wanted to do was work on his plans for the next few weeks, not talk to a first year about her problems.
Shaking his head he stated coldly, "If you don't leave now, I will give you detention." Bunny looked at the greasy haired man with resentment. Professor Snape was as everyone had said he was. He was a cold heartless jerk who favored the house he was head of.
She shoved back her chair, and stalked across the dungeon floor. Pausing at the door, only because she could feel the man's black eyes burning holes into her back. She looked over her shoulder at him. Opening the door, she shouted, "You are a creep!" With that said, she slammed the door shut behind her.
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Luna scowled at her mistress, and shook her head. "Tell me again, why you are hiding out in the common room, when you should be in Potions class?"
Bunny glanced up at the black cat from the book she had been reading. Pursing her lips together, the blonde tried to come up with the best possible answer.
"Well this morning I went down to the dungeons, and Professor Snape caught me." Luna waited, staring at the girl expectantly.
Sighing, the blonde rolled over onto her back so that she could sit up. Once she was seated on her bed, Bunny continued, "I sort of called him a creep."
"You did WHAT!?!?!"
The girl rolled her eyes, as if it was nothing, "So I figured I would let him cool off for a week." She meekly smiled, as she pulled out her Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger book.
She skimmed the first chapter, looking at the important information. Luna stared at the girl with exasperation. "What am I going to do with you? You insulted one of your teachers." The cat dropped her head, and shook it.
Bunny looked up from her book to the black cat in front of her. "You worry to much Luna." Pausing, she knitted her brows together. She could have sworn she heard a door open.
Shaking her head, she directed her attention to Luna, but the black cat's eyes were focused on the stairs. "Luna what's wrong?"
Bunny watched, as the hairs on Luna's back rose, and the cat hissed in warning. It was then that Bunny heard the thundering of footsteps as someone made their way up the stairs.
She paled, and her heart picked up its beat, as fear filled her very being. She knew that her classmates were in potions, and there was no way anyone should be coming up the stairs.
Quietly, Bunny eased up off the bed, and she stared cautiously at the stairway. Her heart leaped to her throat when a familiar greasy black haired man trudged up the stairs. The dark haired man stalked across the room to the frozen blonde.
His arm shot out, latching onto her wrist, and he jerked her after him. He didn't say a word, as he pulled her down the stairs to the Hufflepuff common room.
As if finally coming from a deep trance, Bunny jerked back on her arm, and began to struggle against his hold. Professor Snape pulled her out of the Hufflepuff common room, and out into the corridor. He slammed the portrait shut.
"Let me go!" She pulled hard against him, trying to slip her hand free. His fingers tightened around her wrist, causing her to cry out in pain. Tears burst forward, and she struggled harder against him.
They reached the staircase, and on the first step, Bunny tripped. She let out a yelp, her wrist twisting, and she landed hard on her butt. Crying out, her head snapped back hitting one of the steps. Snape didn't even pause, but drug her up the stairs, and out into the entrance hall.
Realizing, the infernal man wasn't going to give up, she began to thrash against him. Opening her mouth, she went to scream, but he whirled on her. His hand came down on her, and Bunny flinched waiting for the hit.
She felt his hand land against her mouth, but it didn't hurt, like she had expected. Opening her eyes, she looked up into the black orbs. The dark eyes were narrowed, and he hissed only loud enough for her to hear, "Don't you dare." With that said, he removed his hand, and yanked the blonde up to her feet.
He tugged her along, pulling her down another pair of stairs that led to a familiar dark corridor. They reached a door, where they could hear voices chatting merrily inside.
He gave her a sharp look, before he swung the door open. Instinctively the room went silent, as Snape marched into the room, dragging Bunny behind him. "There will be no foolish wand waving," He finally let her go, and pointed to the empty seat, while he barked out, "Sit!" Numbly, Bunny sat down in the chair, her eyes wide with fear, as the dark haired Professor made his way to his desk.
"Detention Moon. I will talk to you after class." He turned to face the class, his face set into a scowl, "And there will be no silly incantations in this class."
Bunny looked down at her desk, and suddenly realized she hadn't brought any of her supplies. Tears clung to her lashes, as her wrist throbbed. She looked at it, and realized it was beginning to bruise.
Her eyes narrowed into slits, and she forced herself to look up as Professor Snape finished roll call. His eyes glanced over at her, and Bunny felt her blood go cold.
Professor Snape really was a creep.
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Bunny watched as everyone left the classroom, when they were dismissed. During class they had to take complicated notes on how to make a strong sleeping potion.
Mina Love, another Hufflepuff flashed her, the victory sign, and whispered under her breath, "Good luck." Envious, Bunny watched her leave in a cheery mood.
Turning, she looked towards the teacher's desk, where Professor Snape sat. The room was empty, except for the two of them. She didn't like the idea being alone with him again, especially what had happened in the common room.
"Moon, can you tell me, why I had to retrieve you from your common room?" Bunny bowed her head, staring down at the tabletop. Why did he have to be so cruel?
"I don't know sir."
Black eyes lifted from the parchment he had been writing on, "Oh really?" He leaned back in his seat to stare at her, "But I believe you do know Moon. Is it because you called me a creep?"
Bunny felt the heat rise to her cheeks, and knew she couldn't deny it now. "Yes Professor Snape." The teacher snorted, disgust evident on his face. "I could have you expelled for skipping class." The blonde haired girl lowered her head even more, till her hair brushed the table's surface.
Professor Snape narrowed his eyes, "Will you pay attention!" She made no move to look up, but continued to stare at her lap intently. She had nothing to loose. If she were expelled, she would go back to working at the candy store, and finish regular school.
He sighed, his hand reaching up to massage his forehead. "Two weeks of detention. Every night, I expect to find you here, where you will work for an hour after the dinner feast. Do I make myself clear?" Bunny lifted her eyes, and she nodded.
Snape then waved her off, "You're dismissed." She stood, and hurried out of the dungeon. Following the corridor, she stopped to look behind her. It was dark and musty down the hallway leading to her potions class.
She visibly shuddered, how could someone live like that? "Only a creep could." Wrinkling her nose, she hurried up the stairs, and made it to the entrance hall.
"Bunny?"
The blonde looked over to see Fred and George standing near the entrance to the Great Hall. "Hey Buns, what were you doing down there?" George bobbed his eyebrow in amusement.
Bunny didn't even think about the little nickname he gave her, but hurried to reach their side. "Receiving my sentence." She glanced over her shoulder, and watched as Professor Snape trudged up the stairs.
His eyebrows drawn together, Fred asked, "Sentence?" The blonde nodded, as she pushed the two older boys through the door. "I got detention, for two weeks."
Startled, George asked, "Two weeks? What did you do?" Bunny flushed, "I called Professor Snape a creep, and then tried to, uh, well he called it skipping his class."
George nudged Fred in the ribs, "Are you serious?" She nodded, "Yea. He um, went to the common room, and drug me all the way to his classroom." Instinctively, she pulled her wrist deeper into her robes.
Looking up at them, she slapped on a grin, "Well I'll see you guys later." She moved passed them, and hurried to the Hufflepuff table. She took a seat next to Mina, who was chatting away with Hannah Abbot and Susan Bones.
Bunny spooned food onto her plate, but she had lost her appetite. For the next two weeks, she would be spending an hour everyday to help the creepy Potion's teacher.
"Sounds like loads of fun." She smiled bitterly, as she forced herself to eat the dinner given to her.
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Soon dinner ended all to quickly for Bunny's taste. And before she knew it, Professor Snape loomed over her like an ominous cloud, ready to rain down on her sunny day.
Uneasily she slowly turned around, to find him sneering down upon her. In a clipped tone he asked, "Ready?" Bunny watched as everyone scurried off, leaving her alone at the table. "I expect to see you in my office in ten minutes." With that said, he turned and stalked away from the table.
Bunny outwardly sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Miss Moon may I have a word with you?" Her back stiffened slightly, and cautiously she looked over her shoulder.
Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of the school, was still seated at the high table. Swallowing, she uneasily climbed from the bench seat, and started towards the teacher's table.
She stood in front of the older man, her head slightly bowed in shame. "Yes Professor Dumbledore?" There were a few left in the Great Hall. Some of the other teachers were still seated, and barely any students were still at their tables.
"How is school treating you so far Miss. Moon?" She glanced up at him, "Fine sir."
He smiled ruefully, and his eyes twinkled behind his spectacles. "A student who wishes to remain anonymous had informed me, that he spied Professor Snape dragging you up the flight of stairs from the Hufflepuff common room."
Bunny flushed, her cheeks staining red. She pulled her arm further into the sleeve of her robes. "How is your wrist? I think you should have Madam Pomfrey take a look."
She shook her head, "I have to go sir. I don't want to be late." With her head bowed, she scurried off before he could say anything more.
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The corridor seemed darker than usual, and much colder. The flames from the torches flickered, the fire licking the stonewalls, as a breeze blew in from the stairs.
She felt sick to her stomach, as she moved towards Professor Snape's office. She stopped at the classroom door, but found it locked. Turning, she spotted a light through the crack beneath the door across from the class. Sighing heavily, Bunny knocked on the door.
A gruff voice from inside snapped, "Come in."
She hesitantly pushed the door open, and slipped into the small office. It resembled the classroom greatly, just only smaller. She spotted Professor Snape at his desk, reading something she couldn't see from where she stood.
The room was dark and dank, almost seemingly threatening. There was no sound, nothing to fill the emptiness of the room. A cabinet set against the wall next to her, was filled with containers.
Taking care to be quiet, she shut the door carefully behind her. She stood at the door, ready to rip it open, and run out of there at any sign of danger.
"You're late Moon."
The man sitting behind the desk, dropped his quill, and covered the inkbottle with its lid. He then shoved his seat back, and leaned against it. He raised his head, so that he was looking at her.
He snorted, nearly being jolted from his chair, "What are you wearing?"
Bunny flushed, as she looked down at her attire. Before coming to do her detention, she had thought about changing into her pajamas. "My pajama's Professor Snape." He was staring at her, his left eye twitching slightly.
Her blush deepened, and she made a move to cover herself. It was a pink nightgown that was loose on her, and came down about her knees. The sleeves were thin tank top straps, with frilly lace as a trim. It had been a gift for her tenth birthday from Vicki.
Snape cleared his throat, tearing his eyes away, "Tomorrow you will come fully dressed, Moon." He pushed himself to his feet, "You're first assignment, will be to scrub the floors in the classroom. If its not finished within an hour, you will stay longer, do I make myself clear?"
Bunny nodded, as she nervously rubbed her hands together. He stalked across the room, moving passed her, to open the door. Leading her out into the hall, he moved to the classroom door, and unlocked it. "There is a bucket you can fill with water from the gargoyle's mouth. In the bucket is a brush." He held the door open for her. "I will be back in an hour to check up on you." With that, he slammed the door shut behind her, and went back to his office.
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Bunny swiped a hand across her brow, as sweat dripped from her forehead. Even though she had been freezing earlier, she was baking now. She had about half of the classroom floor spotless. She had to change the water thirteen times, and had to replace the brush three times.
Yawning, she fell back onto her legs, to marvel at the floor. She was proud of it, but knew that by tomorrow it would be messy again, from spilt chemicals, and from blown up cauldrons.
Dunking the brush into the bucket of mucky water, she thought about dumping the water again. Pulling the brush out, she feverously scrubbed at the grime on the floor.
Sighing, she stood, taking the bucket with her, and dumped the water into an old sink. She then moved to the gargoyles mouth, and let the fountain fill the bucket with cold water.
Leaning against the wall, she yawned. It was well passed an hour, nearly two, and she was a little over halfway done. Once it was full, she lifted the full bucket, and dragged it to where she had left off.
She scrubbed and washed, working at the floor till her fingers were numb, blisters bleeding, and till she barely had enough strength to get clean water.
Another hour passed, before she finally finished the floor, and collapsed into exhaustion. It was nearly midnight, and she lay on the floor of her Potion's classroom. She was too tired to move, and too sleepy to open her eyes, she fell asleep.
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He found her like that; lying next to the bucket of dirty water, and scrub brush. She was sound asleep, curled into the fetal position. Soft snores, which he barely could hear, came from her ragged form.
He shook his head, contemplating on leaving her there, or waking her up. It was passed midnight, and he had decided to see how far she had gotten.
Looking around, he found the floor spotless, with almost a gleaming shine to it. He smirked; pleased with the fact she had done her job, without complaint. And such an efficient job at that.
"Moon."
She stirred slightly, but didn't wake at the sound of his voce. He frowned, trying again, "Moon." He lifted his tone a bit, but only received a giggle. Wrinkling his nose, he moved closer to her, and crouched down next to the blonde.
A Hufflepuff, how revolting. Her mother had been a great Slytherin, a powerful witch, but her daughter was nothing more than a Hufflepuff. But hadn't the hat spoken of power, and great things? How could a Hufflepuff be powerful, as the ones who were in Slytherin, or Gryffindor?
"Well at least you were put into that house." Gryffindor would have been a mockery to the name Moon, but Hufflepuff wasn't any better. Too pure for Slytherin?
He could see it, as he watched her sleep innocently on the floor in front of him. She had a little of her mother in her, more than the girl would ever realize.
Snape smirked, his mind wandering back to earlier that day in the classroom. She had been quite upset with his apathetic attitude. Had called him a creep. Her mother had said something along those lines when they first met as well.
"Get up Moon, and go to you common room." He stood, nudging the girl with his foot, "Get up."
Bunny opened her eyes, and she lifted her head to look around. "Wha.?" She looked at him, her eyes slightly cross-eyed. She woke up just like her mother did. He remembered all the days he had to wake the woman up.
Gruffly he replied, "Go to your common room. I will see you here tomorrow after the dinner feast." He didn't bother to help her up, but let her pick herself up.
She left him in the classroom, heading towards the Hufflepuff room. He stood there, staring at the door to the room. If he wasn't too careful, he could jeopardize his career here at Hogwarts.
Shaking his head, he stalked out of the room, heading to his chambers, and hoped for a dreamless night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Haha well there you go, evil Professor Snape. Couldn't resist. I find it repulsive when people make him into a sniveling pathetic man, in most stories I read. I really don't believe Snape would actually go all soft and mushy around a ten-year-old girl. I'm not criticizing; I just hate way too much OOC.
I'm trying hard to stay IC with each person in the story. Bunny will be showing her TRUE colors soon, and I hope all of you will have plenty of laughs, with this chapter, and the many more to come. There might be a little bonding between Snape and Bunny, nothing too series, and he surely wont be showing it in front of other student, or even in front of Bunny for the most part. Snape does have a reputation to uphold.
Has anyone started the new Harry Potter book. I just have to say WONDERFUL FANTASTIC GREAT ENJOYABLE LOVABLE doesn't begin to describe it. GO OUT THERE NOW, if you haven't already, AND BUY THAT DAMN BOOK!!!! Or I will curse you, and never write another chapter. I mean it, I can, even though I won't want to. But please go buy it. read it, and enjoy it, your wont want to put it down. I know I cant.
Which is why this chapter came out so late. Hehe, I couldn't tear my eyes away long enough to turn the computer on, let alone update. Hehe enjoy!!!!!
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What happened to all my loyal reviewers surely, it not hard to say good story, or what an awful plot? Or something before shutting down. Come on pls pls pls I beg you. This story has some potential right??? LP signing out