Wow I realized that I haven't done anything to this story in 1 year!!!!!
Wow and thanks to the e-mails that I have received recently to remind me to
work on this. Sorry it's a little short and rushed but I gotta hurry and
get some chapters out!!! Well on with the story....
Disclaimer: As usual I don't own anything!
Ch.2 A Little Research Does the Body Good
Alone in the library the trio poured over yearbook by yearbook hunting in vain for any traces of a Serena Martin who may have been a student at Hogwarts. By now they were looking at yearbooks dating back to when Harry's parents were students. Now keep in mind that these were no ordinary yearbooks, because like everything about Hogwarts they had to be exceptional. The general way to observe the contents was to ask the blank pages a specific question such as "How did Gryffindor do in the house cup?" and instantly a slideshow of living photos appeared to answer the question. Sadly none of the yearbooks had any pictures of a Ms. Serena Martin.
"Maybe she didn't go to school here Hermione." Ron said flatly. "Maybe she just knows who these people are."
"Or maybe Martin is a married name!" Hermione lit up at the thought. "If it is then of course there would not be a record of Serena Martin but one of Serena, Serena, Serena..something. Oh I don't know this is all hopeless! Harry have you found anything yet?"
Harry sat with his nose buried in the book, a huge smile plastered onto his face. Ron and Hermione exchanged glances and moved to join him on the other end of the table. Harry looked up as his friends sat down beside him. "Look, it's my parents at our age." The three sat in silence as the scenes played out before them. Many were amusing little pranks boys pulled; but others, were so much more. Some of them made Harry remember those awful memories he had seen of Snape. And just as he had thought of it the book changed and there was Snape as a young man: sad, beaten down, and lonely.
"I had never pictured Snape as being a popular fellow but no one wishes that sort of sadness on a bloke."
"Quite right Ron." Hermione held her head down refusing to look at the picture. "I just kinda wish there was some sort of happiness in his time here."
Again the picture shifted, this time it was Christmas and the halls were fully decked out in their most beautiful decorations. Snape was aimlessly fingering a bow atop of a blue and white checked box. "Come on Reeny where are you?" Suddenly hands flew over his eyes and he twirled around in response.
"Geez someone's all in a rush to open presents. Now behave or no mistletoe action for you deary."
Snape rolled his eyes at the yet unseen woman. "Get over here you. I'll show you action mistletoe or not." Suddenly the picture changed to the gift being opened. No one in the group protested because the thought of watching someone's private memories was intruding and the thought of watching their least favorite professor make out was a whole different story. The gift was a small charm bracelet with several small charms attached. Below the gift was a card addressed to: the love of my life (aka you miss serena eastly!).
And in unison the group yelled "WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!"
Disclaimer: As usual I don't own anything!
Ch.2 A Little Research Does the Body Good
Alone in the library the trio poured over yearbook by yearbook hunting in vain for any traces of a Serena Martin who may have been a student at Hogwarts. By now they were looking at yearbooks dating back to when Harry's parents were students. Now keep in mind that these were no ordinary yearbooks, because like everything about Hogwarts they had to be exceptional. The general way to observe the contents was to ask the blank pages a specific question such as "How did Gryffindor do in the house cup?" and instantly a slideshow of living photos appeared to answer the question. Sadly none of the yearbooks had any pictures of a Ms. Serena Martin.
"Maybe she didn't go to school here Hermione." Ron said flatly. "Maybe she just knows who these people are."
"Or maybe Martin is a married name!" Hermione lit up at the thought. "If it is then of course there would not be a record of Serena Martin but one of Serena, Serena, Serena..something. Oh I don't know this is all hopeless! Harry have you found anything yet?"
Harry sat with his nose buried in the book, a huge smile plastered onto his face. Ron and Hermione exchanged glances and moved to join him on the other end of the table. Harry looked up as his friends sat down beside him. "Look, it's my parents at our age." The three sat in silence as the scenes played out before them. Many were amusing little pranks boys pulled; but others, were so much more. Some of them made Harry remember those awful memories he had seen of Snape. And just as he had thought of it the book changed and there was Snape as a young man: sad, beaten down, and lonely.
"I had never pictured Snape as being a popular fellow but no one wishes that sort of sadness on a bloke."
"Quite right Ron." Hermione held her head down refusing to look at the picture. "I just kinda wish there was some sort of happiness in his time here."
Again the picture shifted, this time it was Christmas and the halls were fully decked out in their most beautiful decorations. Snape was aimlessly fingering a bow atop of a blue and white checked box. "Come on Reeny where are you?" Suddenly hands flew over his eyes and he twirled around in response.
"Geez someone's all in a rush to open presents. Now behave or no mistletoe action for you deary."
Snape rolled his eyes at the yet unseen woman. "Get over here you. I'll show you action mistletoe or not." Suddenly the picture changed to the gift being opened. No one in the group protested because the thought of watching someone's private memories was intruding and the thought of watching their least favorite professor make out was a whole different story. The gift was a small charm bracelet with several small charms attached. Below the gift was a card addressed to: the love of my life (aka you miss serena eastly!).
And in unison the group yelled "WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!"