The Mirror Has Two Faces
By Aurora
Chapter 2
Alexandria Morrocan was a little peeved. She did not like the unapproving glares and looks she received from Headmaster Snape. Alexi did realize that she was not exactly what anyone expected in a Music teacher. She was a superstar in her own right. Her career had been fun and very rewarding but she had decided a change was in order. She missed something. She couldn't quite put her finger on exactly what, but she did miss it. Contrary to popular belief she was very serious about her work, old and new. She wasn't "soft" as others so delicately put it. She liked to think of herself as rather sharp tongued and stern. Did Snape think she was just going to let the students sleep all year? She shook her head to clear the thoughts away. He was only afraid of change. That's what it boiled down to. It probably wasn't about her at all, just that fact that she brought change with her. From what she had heard, he wasn't one for change. After the war, others believed he would change. Lupin thought he had in some ways, but Black begged to differ.
"He's always going to be a greasy bastard who doesn't like anyone but himself." Sirus had said.
That had got her thinking. After Remus had told her of his double agent status, she had wondered why he still seemed so bitter and unapproachable. He looked so worn and much older than he was. At the sorting dinner, she took time to study him as he was lost in thought. He looked as if the world still rested on his shoulders. However, she did see, in a moment where he seemed to relax completely, the hard lines on his face smooth away and he did look his age then.
Ginny Weasley was absolutely the best. She was very nice and they became instant friends. Draco Malfoy, the son of the late Lucius Malfoy, was a surprise. To think that he played a role just as Snape did in the war and ultimately killed his own father. With all of the diverse professors here, she defeinately was in for an interesting year.
The next morning Alexi woke up and performed her morning ritual. She then brewed herself a cup of Earl Grey before she dressed and made her way to the Great Hall for breakfast. Her first classes were today and she was very excited to begin. She sat next to Ginny who had received a letter from Ron saying he would be attending the ceremony that evening.
"Well Ron is coming, but it looks like Harry won't make it. He's got Quidditch trials coming up this weekend and he's training. Fred and George are definitely coming too he says, but it looks like Mum and Dad might not make it. Dad's got the flu. Did you know anyone that, well you know, in the war?"
Alexi's eyes seemed to darken a bit.
"I lost many friends. None that you would know I'm sure. I lost my parents as well."
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I almost lost my dad, but my old friend Hermione, she took out the deatheater before he reached my dad."
"You and Hermione were really close huh?"
"Very. I miss her a lot. She was like my sister in many ways. I wanted to be like her. She was so smart."
"Well. Wherever she is I'm sure she appreciates you and remembers you."
"I hope so. Well, listen to me carrying on. I must be boring you to death. Are you excited about classes today?"
Alexi nodded.
"Good. I'm a little nervous myself, but I think this is going to be a good year. Severus is bringing back the Halloween Dance and the Yule Ball. I guess its his way of helping the students move on and make friends and socialize more. I think it's a great idea. I think Remus is even thinking of trying a talent contest this year."
"Ooh a talent contest. That should be fun. I'll have to ask him if he needs help coordinating. I'd love to help."
"That's right up your alley I suppose. Oh, that would be fun!"
They both laughed.
"Well good luck Ginny."
"You too Alexi."
Alexi and Ginny both excused themselves from the table. On her way to her classroom, she walked past Snape.
"Good Morning Headmaster Snape. I didn't see you at breakfast."
"Not that it is your concern, but I had some last minute business to attend to."
She looked down at the steaming mug in his hand.
"Ahh…not a morning person then. Nothing like a good cup of tea or coffee in the morning I'd say. I'm sorry to have intruded upon your time Headmaster, if you'll excuse me I have a class to teach." and with that she left before he could utter any reply.
He stared after her a moment before turning on his heel on his way to his office. He didn't have potions until the afternoon and was going to go over his notes for the evening.
What an irritating woman, he thought. Prying into my personal time. And then to have the gall to act as though she understood him! He sipped his coffee appreciatively and reveled in the feel of the hot liquid coursing down his throat. How he loved his morning coffee.
Definitely irritating.