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At the end of the chapter there's an Author's Note. Please read it. If you haven't finished reading the fifth Harry Potter book there will be a spoiler. Sorry. Don't forget to read & review!
The Potion Master's Wife
Chapter 5: Unexpected
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"Griffindor?!"
Ron Weasley snatched a red book from Hermione's hands. He stared wide eyed at the picture in front of him. "It is her," he exclaimed loudly, despite being inside the library.
"Keep it down," Hermione hissed. "You're making a racket!"
"Let me see," said Harry, curiously. He leaned over to look at the page filled with student pictures, but was only interested in the one with a pigtail haired girl. Underneath her picture read "Serenity U. Tsukino".
"So, that was her old name," said Harry.
Hermione nodded.
Ron continued to stare at the picture. "She hasn't aged much," he said, approvingly.
"That's because this book isn't as old as you think it is," Hermione said. "Look at the front cover."
Harry watched as Ron flipped to the front cover. The title read, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry". Underneath it read "Griffindor Class of 1988" in gold trimming.
Ron gave a horrified expression. "That was nine years ago," he squeaked.
Harry sat on an empty chair. "How did you figure all this out," he asked Hermione.
"I didn't," Hermione began. "When I came here yesterday to do some studying, the book was already on the table. It was also left opened on this exact page with Professor Usagi's picture."
"Why would someone look through an old yearbook," Harry asked.
"I don't know, Harry," Hermione replied. "Here's the strange part. I asked Madam Pince if she remembered who had sat in this table and she told me no one has even been on this side of the library the whole day."
"So, what," Ron shrugged. "Maybe someone has a crush on her and they wanted to find out more about her."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, that person will be considered a stalker. There's nothing much you can find in a yearbook besides pictures, names and some important events that happened that year. Besides, Professor Usagi never speaks much about herself. Who would have thought she had attended Hogwarts and most importantly, was in Griffindor."
Harry stood from his chair. "I don't know why you're making a big deal out of this. It's probably all coincidence," he said.
"I still can't believe she married that greasy git," Ron gritted his teeth. "He's older than her! He probably slipped her a love potion during one of his lessons! What's that muggle word? Cradle robber?"
"Ron," Hermione scolded. "He wouldn't do that!"
Ron made a face. "But he's so Slytherynish! And he HATES Griffindor! He probably had it all planned out…that disgusting git!"
Harry felt his scar begin to sting. 'Not again,' he thought. 'It always happens around this time!' He bit his bottom lip and watched Ron and Hermione argue. He hadn't mentioned anything to them since school started but he was starting to worry. The Halloween Feast was tomorrow and he wouldn't be surprise if something happened. However, right now didn't seem like the right time to talk about it. He turned to face his two friends and caught Ron saying something about Professor Usagi being a damsel in distress and Snape being the evil wizard holding her captive.
"Ron, I wouldn't be surprise if YOU had a crush on Professor Usagi," said Hermione, accusingly.
Ron turned a shade of deep red. "W-what!? You're…you're being silly," he sputtered.
"Silly? I'm not the one who's acting silly," she replied, crossing her arms.
"Hey, um…I have to go," said Harry, breaking into their conversation. He grabbed his book bag and pushed the chair underneath the table.
"Harry, what's wrong," Hermione asked, worried.
"I'm just a little tired," said Harry. "Let's continue talking about this tomorrow."
"Harry…," Ron began.
"I'll see you later," said Harry. He left quickly before they could say anything else.
Ron scratched his head. "Now, that was weird," he said. "I guess I should go get some rest myself."
Hermione grabbed the yearbook from him. "And I'll be keeping this for now," she said, grimly. "I don't know why, but I have a feeling it'll be useful later on."
"Fine," Ron muttered.
Hermione settled on a chair and pulled out her school books. "Don't forget about the one foot essay due for potion's class tomorrow."
Ron made a sour face. "Thanks for reminding me," he said, in an edgy voice.
Hermione shook her head as he walked away muttering incoherently under his breath.
"Ugh! That Ronald Weasley," she said, furiously.
***
"What is it," a sweet voice asked.
Professor Snape looked at his wife. She was leaning against the door, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"A note," he replied, dryly.
As he spoke, a raven with red eyes flew out of the window and into the coldness of the night. Snape tore the seal of the envelope and pulled out the letter. After reading it he crumpled the letter with one fist.
"Damn," he muttered.
Professor Usagi frowned and walked towards her husband. "What did it say," she asked.
Snape stroked her face with two fingers. "It seems that you will meet the Malfoy's sooner than expected," he murmured.
"What do you mean?"
"The note was from Lucius Malfoy. He wants to speak with me tonight," said Snape, silkily. "His son probably told him about us."
Usagi grabbed his hand and held it tight. "Do you think it was right to keep it quiet from him. I mean, he's a Death Eater…"
"Don't worry. I knew this day would eventually come," said Snape. "I'll deal with him tonight."
"What about our…," Usagi began.
Snape placed a finger on her lips. "Shh…I'll take care of it."
***
Snape adjusted his cape and placed the hood over his head. He stalked out of the castle gates without anyone seeing him. Once he was far enough, he closed his eyes and apparated to the doorsteps of the Malfoy Mansion. He reached out and pounded on the door. After a few seconds, the door slowly opened. An elf poked its head to see who it was. Once it saw him it seemed to have jumped in fear and quickly opened the door for Snape. Snape said nothing and followed the elf into a room with wine colored walls.
"Moki will get Master Malfoy for you, Sir," the elf named Moki said bowing its head.
Snape said nothing as the elf walked out of the room. He removed the hood from his head and waited. After a few minutes of waiting, loud footsteps sounded from the hallway. The door soon sprung opened and Lucius Malfoy entered in an aristocratic entrance.
"Severus, my old friend," said Lucius, with a smug smile. "It is good that you could make it."
"You're note seemed urgent, Lucius," said Snape, coldly. "I hope this is important."
"I would never take you for granted," said Lucius. He gestured at a bottle of wine. "Would you like anything to drink."
"No, thank you."
Lucius shrugged. "Very well. Please, take a seat, Severus."
Snape did as he was told and sat on a seat made out of red velvet.
Lucius poured himself a drink and sat on the opposite chair. "My son has written to me, Severus," he said, taking a sip of his wine. "Today, he wrote to me of something very… unexpected." He paused and took another sip of his wine.
"I cannot stay, Lucius. What is it that you want," said Snape, sarcastically.
Malfoy place his glass on the table next to him, his smile faltering. "Very well, Severus. My son has told me that his new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher does not only have name I'm not familiar with, but she also happens to be your wife. Professor Usagi, is it? You never mentioned you were married."
Snape frowned. "It was no ones business, Lucius," he said, dryly. "We wanted to keep a low profile."
Lucius raised an eyebrow. "Why all the mystery, Severus? Is there something you are trying to conceal?"
"Of course not, Lucius. Don't be ridiculous."
Sitting back Malfoy smiled lazily. "Very well, Severus. Narcissa is holding a Halloween ball tomorrow night." He pulled out a fancy envelope from the pockets of his robes. He held it in front of his face. "Here's an invitation."
Snape got up from his seat. "Thank you for the invitation, but tomorrow is the Halloween Feast at Hogwarts."
Lucius abruptly stood up. "Nonsense, Severus. The feast cannot last all night. We will be honored if you and your wife can attend OUR party."
Snape took the invitation. "Very well, Lucius. I'll have a talk with her tonight."
"I knew I could count on you, old friend."
Snape smiled cruelly. "I must take my leave. I have a morning class tomorrow. Good evening, Lucius."
With that Snape, apparated to the school gates.
Lucius stared at the spot where Snape once stood. "Good evening to you to, Severus," he muttered. He picked up his glass of wine and took a sip. "Let's see if your wife is everything my son described her to be."
***
"Serenity," said Snape, quietly as he opened their bedroom door. When no one answered he slowly walked in and quietly shut the door. Instead of seeing the usual figure with smooth skin and golden hair, he saw what almost seemed like his exact mirror image on the bed, only younger.
A four year old played with a mystical toy unicorn on top of the covers. The child paused when he noticed someone in the room. The child looked up, his cerulean eyes shimmering when he saw who it was. His dark black hair and silver bangs began to sweep across his face as he jumped on the bed. Though he had pale skin and a prominent nose, his smile was enough to make his face glow.
"Mummy! Mummy! Daddy's back!"
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TBC…
Author's Note: Bhuahahaha! I know I'm evil!!! Who'd a thunk it? Only I'm crazy enough to write a story like this. Ok, so I've been gone for a while… *gets whacked with an cooking pan* Gomen, gomen…Ok, so its been ten months. Please understand, I was being trained to kick evil terrorist butt for the past couple months. I didn't even have time to go on the internet as much as I would have like to. *gets whacked with a PS2* Aight, I admit it! I could've come out with this chapter a week ago but I've been to busy playing Soul Calibur 2! It's so addicting. Don't hate me! Please!
Kazuya Mishima: You are betraying the Tekken series!
Me: I'm sorry, Kazzy!
Kazuya: *glares* And you are betraying me with that sword swinging crazed Frenchie!
Me: Sorry, dawg. Raphael just has some ass kicking combos with his sword.
Kazuya: *gasp
Me: Ew..not THAT sword.
Kazuya: *leaves*
Ahem. Sorry 'bout that. Where were we? Oh yeah. I read Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Very, very well written. Loved it man. Except when…Sirius Black dies. I kinda expected that when I started to read the book. I'm so mad though cuz with Sirius dead, my fic is dancing in circles. So, I'm going to have a vote. Here goes:
1) Should I keep Sirius alive in my fic or should he be dead like in the real series? (Don't worry, I have a plan whether he stays alive or not. Bhuahaha…)
2) I've had a couple requests for a lemon. I really don't mind writing one. It'll just be another challenge for me. *shrugs* Is anyone interested?
That's it for now. I hope I kept everyone in character or close to it, I mean I haven't written in a long while. Well, I'll check the votes in a couple days so I can start on the next chapter. Take care y'all. PEACE!
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At the end of the chapter there's an Author's Note. Please read it. If you haven't finished reading the fifth Harry Potter book there will be a spoiler. Sorry. Don't forget to read & review!
The Potion Master's Wife
Chapter 5: Unexpected
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Griffindor?!"
Ron Weasley snatched a red book from Hermione's hands. He stared wide eyed at the picture in front of him. "It is her," he exclaimed loudly, despite being inside the library.
"Keep it down," Hermione hissed. "You're making a racket!"
"Let me see," said Harry, curiously. He leaned over to look at the page filled with student pictures, but was only interested in the one with a pigtail haired girl. Underneath her picture read "Serenity U. Tsukino".
"So, that was her old name," said Harry.
Hermione nodded.
Ron continued to stare at the picture. "She hasn't aged much," he said, approvingly.
"That's because this book isn't as old as you think it is," Hermione said. "Look at the front cover."
Harry watched as Ron flipped to the front cover. The title read, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry". Underneath it read "Griffindor Class of 1988" in gold trimming.
Ron gave a horrified expression. "That was nine years ago," he squeaked.
Harry sat on an empty chair. "How did you figure all this out," he asked Hermione.
"I didn't," Hermione began. "When I came here yesterday to do some studying, the book was already on the table. It was also left opened on this exact page with Professor Usagi's picture."
"Why would someone look through an old yearbook," Harry asked.
"I don't know, Harry," Hermione replied. "Here's the strange part. I asked Madam Pince if she remembered who had sat in this table and she told me no one has even been on this side of the library the whole day."
"So, what," Ron shrugged. "Maybe someone has a crush on her and they wanted to find out more about her."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, that person will be considered a stalker. There's nothing much you can find in a yearbook besides pictures, names and some important events that happened that year. Besides, Professor Usagi never speaks much about herself. Who would have thought she had attended Hogwarts and most importantly, was in Griffindor."
Harry stood from his chair. "I don't know why you're making a big deal out of this. It's probably all coincidence," he said.
"I still can't believe she married that greasy git," Ron gritted his teeth. "He's older than her! He probably slipped her a love potion during one of his lessons! What's that muggle word? Cradle robber?"
"Ron," Hermione scolded. "He wouldn't do that!"
Ron made a face. "But he's so Slytherynish! And he HATES Griffindor! He probably had it all planned out…that disgusting git!"
Harry felt his scar begin to sting. 'Not again,' he thought. 'It always happens around this time!' He bit his bottom lip and watched Ron and Hermione argue. He hadn't mentioned anything to them since school started but he was starting to worry. The Halloween Feast was tomorrow and he wouldn't be surprise if something happened. However, right now didn't seem like the right time to talk about it. He turned to face his two friends and caught Ron saying something about Professor Usagi being a damsel in distress and Snape being the evil wizard holding her captive.
"Ron, I wouldn't be surprise if YOU had a crush on Professor Usagi," said Hermione, accusingly.
Ron turned a shade of deep red. "W-what!? You're…you're being silly," he sputtered.
"Silly? I'm not the one who's acting silly," she replied, crossing her arms.
"Hey, um…I have to go," said Harry, breaking into their conversation. He grabbed his book bag and pushed the chair underneath the table.
"Harry, what's wrong," Hermione asked, worried.
"I'm just a little tired," said Harry. "Let's continue talking about this tomorrow."
"Harry…," Ron began.
"I'll see you later," said Harry. He left quickly before they could say anything else.
Ron scratched his head. "Now, that was weird," he said. "I guess I should go get some rest myself."
Hermione grabbed the yearbook from him. "And I'll be keeping this for now," she said, grimly. "I don't know why, but I have a feeling it'll be useful later on."
"Fine," Ron muttered.
Hermione settled on a chair and pulled out her school books. "Don't forget about the one foot essay due for potion's class tomorrow."
Ron made a sour face. "Thanks for reminding me," he said, in an edgy voice.
Hermione shook her head as he walked away muttering incoherently under his breath.
"Ugh! That Ronald Weasley," she said, furiously.
***
"What is it," a sweet voice asked.
Professor Snape looked at his wife. She was leaning against the door, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"A note," he replied, dryly.
As he spoke, a raven with red eyes flew out of the window and into the coldness of the night. Snape tore the seal of the envelope and pulled out the letter. After reading it he crumpled the letter with one fist.
"Damn," he muttered.
Professor Usagi frowned and walked towards her husband. "What did it say," she asked.
Snape stroked her face with two fingers. "It seems that you will meet the Malfoy's sooner than expected," he murmured.
"What do you mean?"
"The note was from Lucius Malfoy. He wants to speak with me tonight," said Snape, silkily. "His son probably told him about us."
Usagi grabbed his hand and held it tight. "Do you think it was right to keep it quiet from him. I mean, he's a Death Eater…"
"Don't worry. I knew this day would eventually come," said Snape. "I'll deal with him tonight."
"What about our…," Usagi began.
Snape placed a finger on her lips. "Shh…I'll take care of it."
***
Snape adjusted his cape and placed the hood over his head. He stalked out of the castle gates without anyone seeing him. Once he was far enough, he closed his eyes and apparated to the doorsteps of the Malfoy Mansion. He reached out and pounded on the door. After a few seconds, the door slowly opened. An elf poked its head to see who it was. Once it saw him it seemed to have jumped in fear and quickly opened the door for Snape. Snape said nothing and followed the elf into a room with wine colored walls.
"Moki will get Master Malfoy for you, Sir," the elf named Moki said bowing its head.
Snape said nothing as the elf walked out of the room. He removed the hood from his head and waited. After a few minutes of waiting, loud footsteps sounded from the hallway. The door soon sprung opened and Lucius Malfoy entered in an aristocratic entrance.
"Severus, my old friend," said Lucius, with a smug smile. "It is good that you could make it."
"You're note seemed urgent, Lucius," said Snape, coldly. "I hope this is important."
"I would never take you for granted," said Lucius. He gestured at a bottle of wine. "Would you like anything to drink."
"No, thank you."
Lucius shrugged. "Very well. Please, take a seat, Severus."
Snape did as he was told and sat on a seat made out of red velvet.
Lucius poured himself a drink and sat on the opposite chair. "My son has written to me, Severus," he said, taking a sip of his wine. "Today, he wrote to me of something very… unexpected." He paused and took another sip of his wine.
"I cannot stay, Lucius. What is it that you want," said Snape, sarcastically.
Malfoy place his glass on the table next to him, his smile faltering. "Very well, Severus. My son has told me that his new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher does not only have name I'm not familiar with, but she also happens to be your wife. Professor Usagi, is it? You never mentioned you were married."
Snape frowned. "It was no ones business, Lucius," he said, dryly. "We wanted to keep a low profile."
Lucius raised an eyebrow. "Why all the mystery, Severus? Is there something you are trying to conceal?"
"Of course not, Lucius. Don't be ridiculous."
Sitting back Malfoy smiled lazily. "Very well, Severus. Narcissa is holding a Halloween ball tomorrow night." He pulled out a fancy envelope from the pockets of his robes. He held it in front of his face. "Here's an invitation."
Snape got up from his seat. "Thank you for the invitation, but tomorrow is the Halloween Feast at Hogwarts."
Lucius abruptly stood up. "Nonsense, Severus. The feast cannot last all night. We will be honored if you and your wife can attend OUR party."
Snape took the invitation. "Very well, Lucius. I'll have a talk with her tonight."
"I knew I could count on you, old friend."
Snape smiled cruelly. "I must take my leave. I have a morning class tomorrow. Good evening, Lucius."
With that Snape, apparated to the school gates.
Lucius stared at the spot where Snape once stood. "Good evening to you to, Severus," he muttered. He picked up his glass of wine and took a sip. "Let's see if your wife is everything my son described her to be."
***
"Serenity," said Snape, quietly as he opened their bedroom door. When no one answered he slowly walked in and quietly shut the door. Instead of seeing the usual figure with smooth skin and golden hair, he saw what almost seemed like his exact mirror image on the bed, only younger.
A four year old played with a mystical toy unicorn on top of the covers. The child paused when he noticed someone in the room. The child looked up, his cerulean eyes shimmering when he saw who it was. His dark black hair and silver bangs began to sweep across his face as he jumped on the bed. Though he had pale skin and a prominent nose, his smile was enough to make his face glow.
"Mummy! Mummy! Daddy's back!"
~*~*~*~*~*~
TBC…
Author's Note: Bhuahahaha! I know I'm evil!!! Who'd a thunk it? Only I'm crazy enough to write a story like this. Ok, so I've been gone for a while… *gets whacked with an cooking pan* Gomen, gomen…Ok, so its been ten months. Please understand, I was being trained to kick evil terrorist butt for the past couple months. I didn't even have time to go on the internet as much as I would have like to. *gets whacked with a PS2* Aight, I admit it! I could've come out with this chapter a week ago but I've been to busy playing Soul Calibur 2! It's so addicting. Don't hate me! Please!
Kazuya Mishima: You are betraying the Tekken series!
Me: I'm sorry, Kazzy!
Kazuya: *glares* And you are betraying me with that sword swinging crazed Frenchie!
Me: Sorry, dawg. Raphael just has some ass kicking combos with his sword.
Kazuya: *gasp
Me: Ew..not THAT sword.
Kazuya: *leaves*
Ahem. Sorry 'bout that. Where were we? Oh yeah. I read Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Very, very well written. Loved it man. Except when…Sirius Black dies. I kinda expected that when I started to read the book. I'm so mad though cuz with Sirius dead, my fic is dancing in circles. So, I'm going to have a vote. Here goes:
1) Should I keep Sirius alive in my fic or should he be dead like in the real series? (Don't worry, I have a plan whether he stays alive or not. Bhuahaha…)
2) I've had a couple requests for a lemon. I really don't mind writing one. It'll just be another challenge for me. *shrugs* Is anyone interested?
That's it for now. I hope I kept everyone in character or close to it, I mean I haven't written in a long while. Well, I'll check the votes in a couple days so I can start on the next chapter. Take care y'all. PEACE!