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Chapter 2
Two women stood at the end of the corridor, each with a wand in hand.
"You will not be with him!" she thought to be named Trixie or something.
"You are the only one who keeps him from ending his stupid, miserable life! Other than those annoying brats that are always with him, Potter and his useless gang!" the other said angrily, one whose name seemed to sound like Sissy.
"Stop it! Leave me alone, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're just jealous, jealous because he found somewhere he could belong,"
"Don't be stupid, that's rediculous!" Trixie spat.
"Your jealous because you know you'll never find somewhere or someone to belong to! You want to make his life miserable because your so called lives are miserable!"
"Shut up! You don't know what you're saying!"
"Jealous because he had the guts to turn away from your family and instead of suffering, he enjoys life, he gets to do the things you will never be able to! He has a life not like you two!"
"I said shut up!"
"Megalliera!" the two screamed at the same time and like before pain overcame her. Her face hurt as if it were on fire and after a while, as before, everything turned to black.
She turned to see him standing there. Black hair, long robes and all. They were again, under the tree. He smiled at her.
"I'm here, I came," she told him.
"Oh yes, you came and you're here but you have yet to find me, you don't even know me now, do you?" he stroked her face and bent down, low enough she could feel his breath on her face.
"I'm still waiting," he whispered.
She opened her eyes. She was in a room full of beds, the hospital she thought. She put her hand on her temple. Her head hurt and she felt dizzy. She roamed the room with her eyes and she was startled when she saw a man beside her.
He was in a deep midnight blue colored robe adorned by little yellow stars that made it look like, well, the midnight sky. He wore glasses with the shape of a half moon and through it were blue sparkling eyes that watched her carefully with a smile.
"And how are you feeling now, young miss? Do you know me?" he asked.
"I'm not feeling well but I'll be fine. Yeah, I think I know you, aren't you Dumbledore?"
"Why yes, I am, good, now, are you a Kindleross?"
"Yes I am," she offered a smile.
"Then you are a Luminovous, the last family left, tell me, are you a descendant of Crimson Kindlross?"
"No, I am Crimson Kindleross,a luminovous, daughter of Dawn and Apollo Kindleross," she answered. She massaged her temple, her headache was worsening.
"You're alive?" his voice was calm but surprise and disbelief were on his face. "You were long thought to be dead! I can't believe it, do you remember what happened to you?" he asked.
"It was painful. Two people, a man.." her brows furrowed as she strained to remember. "Someone is waiting fo me somewhere," she finished, clutching her head tightly as pain washed over it.
"Calm down dear, do not strain yourself to remember, it will come with time," he soothed.
"I want to remember now, as soon as possible, please, help me remember,"
"Yes dear, here is a potion, brewed by one of the best, one that will help you remember. It will bring you back to the day before the NEWTS. You will forget temporarily your life as a muggle, are you willing?" he asked.
"Why yes of course, and about the NEWTS thing, I think I failed, I don't want to know,"
"Oh but Crimson, you passed! one of the best I believe, You now are an auror," he smiled.
"Oh! I can't believe it! Oh goodness!" she shrieked and she started to glow. "Thank you," she whispered as she reached out to Dumbledore and kissed his cheek.
"I see you're still fond of kisses," he smiled and for a second she thought she saw loneliness linger there. He picked up a flask that was settled on the side table. It contained a blood red liquid. "Drink this and rest," he handed it to her.
"Okay," she brought the liquid to her lips and drank. It tasted like wine and indeed, she felt tipsy.
"If you need me, just holler," he said, standing up, tucking her in the bed and starting towards the door.
"Wait a minute, I've somethings to ask, whats a Luminovous? Whats the NEWTS? What are Aurors?"
Dumbledore chuckled and walked back towards the bed. "Luminovous is what you call people who could utilize light and glow or darken whenever they like. Some could even turn invisible.." Dumbledore's voice started to come from far away and move further more away. She leant on the pillow and before she knew it, she was asleep.
Hermione sat in the common room reading. She was snuggled comfortably in her chair and her position was poised for hours of sheer concentration. She was so engrossed in the book in her hand to care if she were or not alone. She gritted her teeth as she read another line of the book. She clearly despised Aveline Kathor, the book's antagonist. She wasn't usually this addicted to any book especially literature books but she was with this book. She dared not to put it down feeling she might miss half of her life.
In her hands was Crimson Tears, a book of pain, tragedy and love that she would never find in the muggle world. This was the first book of Wizard Literature she ever liked and loved-- okay so this was the only one she actually read.
"Tears streamed down her face of sunset
As she realized her love can never be,
Curse after curse bestowed upon her,
Chained her away from a life meant to be..."
She was pulled out from her world of crimson tears by Ron and Harry's rants and bickering. She had to bite off an oath and swore they would feel her wrath once they came to view. She didn't care at all about the fact that this was a common room thus giving them the right to enter whenever they liked however they liked. They destroyed her peace and they had to pay, big time. Her thoughts trailed on and was diminished the moment the two lads entered her view.
"You just had to call her attention did you? You just had to!" Harry hissed clearly very annoyed.
"Hgey, your nog the one with a sdupig bloogy gose!!!" Ron spat back, clutching his really bleeding nose.
"Well you wouldn't have gotten that if you never called her attention!!!"
"Wellg I wasn'g afger her agention, I was afger somegone else's! Ang besiges, she wasn'g pissed off ad me, she was mad ad you!"
"So its my fault now isn't it? I guess your happy now, you got her attention along with everybody else's!!!"
This was too much, she needed to come between them now.
"So? Why are you biting each other's head off now? What happened? she cut them off. poised for battle, her hands on her waist.
"He started it!" both of them said and pointed to the other angrily. They looked angry, disheveled and incredibly helpless. She sighed. The three of them pictured a mother trying to smooth out a fight between her two seven year old kids perfectly. She half expected them to start crying now and giving out tantrums but by hell, she would never be the mom to coo and calm them and offer them stupid candies as bribes for them to shut up, nope certainly not in this lifetime.
"Just tell me what on Earth happened! Oh goodness Ron, here! stuff it up there and keep your chin down." she said thrusting a handkerchief at his hands. "I said keep your chin down, who, why is your nose bleeding?"
"Cho punched me," Harry said bitterly.
"Then why is it Ron's nose bleeding? Ron, keep your chin down or I'll have to tie your head to keep it down," she nudged his head down.
"She missed coz I dodged it," Harry answered
"Bloogy hellg," he muttered and Hermione heard him.
"Yes Ron, it ill be very bloogy here if you don't keep your bloogy head down," she hissed angrily. "And why did she try to punch you?!?" she said as anger swelled inside her and made it's way up her face.
"Well, Ron here was trying to get Luna's attention and well, she got Cho's attention too," Harry said with a shrug.
"And she punched you because of that?!?" her voice went shrill.
"No, she tried to punch me because we were all but waving our heads off, smiling like crazy at Luna and she thought we were trying to get her attention so, well, she approached us and said stuff about, well, that she thought I would never come around and how she thought I would never realize what I lost by dumping her for a bush head and really now, I didn't know what she was talking about and er, I didn't exactly know she was talking to me so we ignored her and went straight to Luna," Harry said staring at the ceiling as he remembered as if seeing it there.
"Oh," was all she could say. She gaped at Harry. He seemed so clueless of what Cho just said to him. How could he be so dense?
"And thats when everything started to blur, All I can remember was Cho's fist so near my face then the next thing I knew Ron was down and then the two of us running the world away from her, can you believe that? she tried to kill us because we ignored her!" Harry looked more scandalized than he did before. Hermione pursed her lips and bit hard as she tried so hard to suppress laughter.
"Is it me or are you finding this funny? for crying out loud Hermione, we almost got killed and all you do now is laugh at us?!?" Harry looked as if he was on the verge of crying.
"Of course not, I was just... just, well, she can't go around punching people right, what do you say we go down now and give her a piece of my mind?" she said as she lead the way but stopped as she looked at Harry and Ron who weren't completely convinced. "I'll buy you guys butterbeer," she smiled sweetly. The two of them jumped and laughed in delight, forgetting the events that just happened. She walked ahead and shook her head. So much for not bribing them to shut up.
Crimson woke up. She felt dizzy but fine nonetheless. She sat up and shook her curls loose. She stepped off the bed. She stood up. "Whoa!" she grabbed the headboard when her surroundings begun to spin. "Oof! I seem so tall and damn, my head hurts! Where am I? oh, the hospital wing, right," she reached for her face and felt it smooth. She smiled. "Hah! this means the two got caught and the spell Megalliera never took effect that long, oh well, I hope they get their asses skinned, now to walk back to the others..." she stood up carefully and walked out the hospital wing.
"What did you want to see Luna for anyway?" Hermione asked as they walked down the stairs. "Well, we needed to show her something, see if she recognized it," Ron answered his nose no longer bleeding but his clothes all but screamed that he had no more blood to lose.
"Well, why didn't you just ask me?!?" she asked angrily, stopping dead in her tracks as feelings of betrayal crept over her. "You prefer Luna, a Ravenclaw, far across our house, a woman we just be-friended last year, over me, Hermione, a Gryffindor, the same house as you guys, not to mention your answering machine eversince first year, to answer your skrewts- know-what question?" she said breathing heavily and in Harry and Ron's eyes was breathing deadly fire at them, something worse than a Hungarian Horntail Harry once faced.
"Well, you weren't exactly around... come to think of it, you've always been busy lately you know," Harry said carefully picking the words. Hermione's features softened. It was true, she had been too busy, reading all the books they had and preparing for the NEWTS. Guilt now clawed at her.
"Okay, I'm around now, show me then, ask me," she offered a smile. Harry slowly, hesitantly reached for his pocket and brought out a picture and delicately, delicately handed it to her. She took it and stared at the picture, annoyance quickly turned into a hot ball of fury, enveloped around the mixed emotions of dispair, hurt and jealousy in the purest form. She felt a veign pulsing somewhere in her temple she was on the verge of crumpling the photo.
"I found it in Sirius' room," Harry said quietly. Smiling faintly, his expression indecipherable. Hermione strangled a cry and hated herself for thinking such vile things when Harry was just thinking of Sirius. She stared at the picture and only then did she take in the young lady in the photograph.
The woman was smiling at her and there was a certain sparkle in her eyes, a certain warmth and love that told her the picture was meant for Sirius alone. She had beautiful curly black hair that tumbled down her face stubbornly, escaping her bun. She had a smile that radiated innocence and a care-free feel. Her skin was porcelain like and Hermione could have sworn it was glowing. All in all, there was a fairy captured in the picture.
"So? Do you know the lady or what?" Ron cut her off, impatient.
"No, I don't think so, let's go down now shall we?" Hermione walked back to hand him the picture. He pocketed it and walked ahead.
"It's the first time he mentioned Sirius' name without his face darkening or him stalking off to be alone and sulk," Ron whispered looking ahead and walking off towards Harry.
"Well then, that's big improvement," she whispered in answer, taken aback by Ron's observation... it was so unlike Ron to notice things unless they involve food and quidditch. She followed them down the staircase. Is Ron actualy growing mature?
"Aw, Damn, the Weasley's Munchies is closed!" Ron screamed as he ran towards the closed booth.
"There must have been a new message," Harry shrugged, walking towards the booth too. This was put up by Fred and George not only to sell their goods but a way of delivering messages in and out of the Ootp. They stood in the middle of the hall when the doors burst open. Green robes spilled through the door and seemed to flow in like water.
"James! Thank Goodness!" the green robe enveloped them and embraced Harry. Harry almost drowned. The green robe had arms... and a head too, with a long, long black hair.
"Excuse me?" was all he could utter.
"Where did everyone go? I saw freshmen versions of our classmates! They're all so small and worse, they have mixed up features, and that's not all! They don't recognize me! Whats wrong with them?" she paused to breathe. "James? How come you seem a little small? How come you're not talking?" The green robe that was inches from strangeling him and centimeters from suffocating him let go. His breath was caught still in his lungs as the robe revealed it to have a face, a beauty of no parallel.
"Merlin's beard! You've got Evan's eyes! What did you do to her? Where did you put Evans?"
Harry couldn't answer. Hermione and Ron both stood frozen and speechless. Students were flocking around them. A cold voice broke through their unmoving stance.
"What is going on here Potter?" Snape snapped.
"He doesn't miss a chance to fry us, does he?" Ron whispered angrily.
The woman slowly shifted her gaze from them to Snape. She looked at him carefully taking every detail she could and narrowed her eyes in concentration. She circled him. It looked like a wolf circling her cornered prey.
"How may I help you?" he said quietly, narrowing too, his eyes.
The woman's eyes widened as she squeeled in delight, she seemed to be glowing.
"Snivelly! oh goodness! Is that you? Oh I just know it's you! You've grown too! At least I know I'm not the only one who grew... whats happened to James? do you know he has Evan's eyes and--- oh my God! Snivelly, is that your hair?!?" She seemed so shocked and hesitantly lifted her hand to touch it. That didn't satisfy her enough, she held a fistfull and yanked rather viciously. It sent Snape scowling and almost had him howling in pain.
"Oh my... its real?!? Its not a wig?!?" Her eyes were so wide it reminded Harry of Dobby's eyes.
"Oh, goodness! Its no longer greasy! I mean we thought you have been using egg white as gel! I'm so overwhelmed! I'm so--- your face?!?" now she looked horrified. She poked his face using her forefinger and rubbed it against her thumb.
"OH-MY-GOD!!!" this seemed to be her three favorite words currently or the only three words she knew besides goodness. "Morgana's false teeth! Its not oily! I could have sworn you could fry eggs on them with the oil quantity! eww, its too dry and chalky now! anyway, how are you Snivelly?" She asked falling quiet waiting for him to answer and staring at him like before.
The trio stood speechless. Harry looked at Snape and found his expression unreadable. It was paler than usual and if it would be any paler which Harry swore was impossible, he'd be whiter than snow.
"You don't recognize me, do you?" she asked with a certain glitter in her eyes and brought out her lowerlip to do a mock pout on her face.
"Crimson," he squeeled in misery then cleared his throat. "Your Crimson Kindleross," he said now.
"I'm glad you recognize me," she answered nodding in satisfaction. Harry couldn't believe it! Snape's face went from snow-white to unicorn-white and that was saying something. A sly smile spread on her features, a smile that tugged at his heart because of it's familiarity.
"Oh godness! I remember! Are you still wearing those gray underpants with your name on it?" The woman bent down and was about to yank his robes up. Snape, too bent down, alarm in his eyes and desperately holding his robes as tight as he could. He actualy looked helpless, so helpless that Harry almost felt sorry for him--almost. They continued their little tug of war with each doing it with all their might. The woman was winning and Snape's robe was up his ankles... everybody was holding their breaths and all was happening so fast and yet as if in slow motion... it was up his knees..
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Disclaimer: All the characters of Harry Potter aren't mine including Sirius... though I wish to heaven l did! Oh goodness I wish I did! Sirius? wherever you are! Swear if I owned you I would never ever kill you for the sake of making room for CHARACTER IMPROVEMENT!!!!!!!
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Chapter 2
Two women stood at the end of the corridor, each with a wand in hand.
"You will not be with him!" she thought to be named Trixie or something.
"You are the only one who keeps him from ending his stupid, miserable life! Other than those annoying brats that are always with him, Potter and his useless gang!" the other said angrily, one whose name seemed to sound like Sissy.
"Stop it! Leave me alone, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're just jealous, jealous because he found somewhere he could belong,"
"Don't be stupid, that's rediculous!" Trixie spat.
"Your jealous because you know you'll never find somewhere or someone to belong to! You want to make his life miserable because your so called lives are miserable!"
"Shut up! You don't know what you're saying!"
"Jealous because he had the guts to turn away from your family and instead of suffering, he enjoys life, he gets to do the things you will never be able to! He has a life not like you two!"
"I said shut up!"
"Megalliera!" the two screamed at the same time and like before pain overcame her. Her face hurt as if it were on fire and after a while, as before, everything turned to black.
She turned to see him standing there. Black hair, long robes and all. They were again, under the tree. He smiled at her.
"I'm here, I came," she told him.
"Oh yes, you came and you're here but you have yet to find me, you don't even know me now, do you?" he stroked her face and bent down, low enough she could feel his breath on her face.
"I'm still waiting," he whispered.
She opened her eyes. She was in a room full of beds, the hospital she thought. She put her hand on her temple. Her head hurt and she felt dizzy. She roamed the room with her eyes and she was startled when she saw a man beside her.
He was in a deep midnight blue colored robe adorned by little yellow stars that made it look like, well, the midnight sky. He wore glasses with the shape of a half moon and through it were blue sparkling eyes that watched her carefully with a smile.
"And how are you feeling now, young miss? Do you know me?" he asked.
"I'm not feeling well but I'll be fine. Yeah, I think I know you, aren't you Dumbledore?"
"Why yes, I am, good, now, are you a Kindleross?"
"Yes I am," she offered a smile.
"Then you are a Luminovous, the last family left, tell me, are you a descendant of Crimson Kindlross?"
"No, I am Crimson Kindleross,a luminovous, daughter of Dawn and Apollo Kindleross," she answered. She massaged her temple, her headache was worsening.
"You're alive?" his voice was calm but surprise and disbelief were on his face. "You were long thought to be dead! I can't believe it, do you remember what happened to you?" he asked.
"It was painful. Two people, a man.." her brows furrowed as she strained to remember. "Someone is waiting fo me somewhere," she finished, clutching her head tightly as pain washed over it.
"Calm down dear, do not strain yourself to remember, it will come with time," he soothed.
"I want to remember now, as soon as possible, please, help me remember,"
"Yes dear, here is a potion, brewed by one of the best, one that will help you remember. It will bring you back to the day before the NEWTS. You will forget temporarily your life as a muggle, are you willing?" he asked.
"Why yes of course, and about the NEWTS thing, I think I failed, I don't want to know,"
"Oh but Crimson, you passed! one of the best I believe, You now are an auror," he smiled.
"Oh! I can't believe it! Oh goodness!" she shrieked and she started to glow. "Thank you," she whispered as she reached out to Dumbledore and kissed his cheek.
"I see you're still fond of kisses," he smiled and for a second she thought she saw loneliness linger there. He picked up a flask that was settled on the side table. It contained a blood red liquid. "Drink this and rest," he handed it to her.
"Okay," she brought the liquid to her lips and drank. It tasted like wine and indeed, she felt tipsy.
"If you need me, just holler," he said, standing up, tucking her in the bed and starting towards the door.
"Wait a minute, I've somethings to ask, whats a Luminovous? Whats the NEWTS? What are Aurors?"
Dumbledore chuckled and walked back towards the bed. "Luminovous is what you call people who could utilize light and glow or darken whenever they like. Some could even turn invisible.." Dumbledore's voice started to come from far away and move further more away. She leant on the pillow and before she knew it, she was asleep.
Hermione sat in the common room reading. She was snuggled comfortably in her chair and her position was poised for hours of sheer concentration. She was so engrossed in the book in her hand to care if she were or not alone. She gritted her teeth as she read another line of the book. She clearly despised Aveline Kathor, the book's antagonist. She wasn't usually this addicted to any book especially literature books but she was with this book. She dared not to put it down feeling she might miss half of her life.
In her hands was Crimson Tears, a book of pain, tragedy and love that she would never find in the muggle world. This was the first book of Wizard Literature she ever liked and loved-- okay so this was the only one she actually read.
"Tears streamed down her face of sunset
As she realized her love can never be,
Curse after curse bestowed upon her,
Chained her away from a life meant to be..."
She was pulled out from her world of crimson tears by Ron and Harry's rants and bickering. She had to bite off an oath and swore they would feel her wrath once they came to view. She didn't care at all about the fact that this was a common room thus giving them the right to enter whenever they liked however they liked. They destroyed her peace and they had to pay, big time. Her thoughts trailed on and was diminished the moment the two lads entered her view.
"You just had to call her attention did you? You just had to!" Harry hissed clearly very annoyed.
"Hgey, your nog the one with a sdupig bloogy gose!!!" Ron spat back, clutching his really bleeding nose.
"Well you wouldn't have gotten that if you never called her attention!!!"
"Wellg I wasn'g afger her agention, I was afger somegone else's! Ang besiges, she wasn'g pissed off ad me, she was mad ad you!"
"So its my fault now isn't it? I guess your happy now, you got her attention along with everybody else's!!!"
This was too much, she needed to come between them now.
"So? Why are you biting each other's head off now? What happened? she cut them off. poised for battle, her hands on her waist.
"He started it!" both of them said and pointed to the other angrily. They looked angry, disheveled and incredibly helpless. She sighed. The three of them pictured a mother trying to smooth out a fight between her two seven year old kids perfectly. She half expected them to start crying now and giving out tantrums but by hell, she would never be the mom to coo and calm them and offer them stupid candies as bribes for them to shut up, nope certainly not in this lifetime.
"Just tell me what on Earth happened! Oh goodness Ron, here! stuff it up there and keep your chin down." she said thrusting a handkerchief at his hands. "I said keep your chin down, who, why is your nose bleeding?"
"Cho punched me," Harry said bitterly.
"Then why is it Ron's nose bleeding? Ron, keep your chin down or I'll have to tie your head to keep it down," she nudged his head down.
"She missed coz I dodged it," Harry answered
"Bloogy hellg," he muttered and Hermione heard him.
"Yes Ron, it ill be very bloogy here if you don't keep your bloogy head down," she hissed angrily. "And why did she try to punch you?!?" she said as anger swelled inside her and made it's way up her face.
"Well, Ron here was trying to get Luna's attention and well, she got Cho's attention too," Harry said with a shrug.
"And she punched you because of that?!?" her voice went shrill.
"No, she tried to punch me because we were all but waving our heads off, smiling like crazy at Luna and she thought we were trying to get her attention so, well, she approached us and said stuff about, well, that she thought I would never come around and how she thought I would never realize what I lost by dumping her for a bush head and really now, I didn't know what she was talking about and er, I didn't exactly know she was talking to me so we ignored her and went straight to Luna," Harry said staring at the ceiling as he remembered as if seeing it there.
"Oh," was all she could say. She gaped at Harry. He seemed so clueless of what Cho just said to him. How could he be so dense?
"And thats when everything started to blur, All I can remember was Cho's fist so near my face then the next thing I knew Ron was down and then the two of us running the world away from her, can you believe that? she tried to kill us because we ignored her!" Harry looked more scandalized than he did before. Hermione pursed her lips and bit hard as she tried so hard to suppress laughter.
"Is it me or are you finding this funny? for crying out loud Hermione, we almost got killed and all you do now is laugh at us?!?" Harry looked as if he was on the verge of crying.
"Of course not, I was just... just, well, she can't go around punching people right, what do you say we go down now and give her a piece of my mind?" she said as she lead the way but stopped as she looked at Harry and Ron who weren't completely convinced. "I'll buy you guys butterbeer," she smiled sweetly. The two of them jumped and laughed in delight, forgetting the events that just happened. She walked ahead and shook her head. So much for not bribing them to shut up.
Crimson woke up. She felt dizzy but fine nonetheless. She sat up and shook her curls loose. She stepped off the bed. She stood up. "Whoa!" she grabbed the headboard when her surroundings begun to spin. "Oof! I seem so tall and damn, my head hurts! Where am I? oh, the hospital wing, right," she reached for her face and felt it smooth. She smiled. "Hah! this means the two got caught and the spell Megalliera never took effect that long, oh well, I hope they get their asses skinned, now to walk back to the others..." she stood up carefully and walked out the hospital wing.
"What did you want to see Luna for anyway?" Hermione asked as they walked down the stairs. "Well, we needed to show her something, see if she recognized it," Ron answered his nose no longer bleeding but his clothes all but screamed that he had no more blood to lose.
"Well, why didn't you just ask me?!?" she asked angrily, stopping dead in her tracks as feelings of betrayal crept over her. "You prefer Luna, a Ravenclaw, far across our house, a woman we just be-friended last year, over me, Hermione, a Gryffindor, the same house as you guys, not to mention your answering machine eversince first year, to answer your skrewts- know-what question?" she said breathing heavily and in Harry and Ron's eyes was breathing deadly fire at them, something worse than a Hungarian Horntail Harry once faced.
"Well, you weren't exactly around... come to think of it, you've always been busy lately you know," Harry said carefully picking the words. Hermione's features softened. It was true, she had been too busy, reading all the books they had and preparing for the NEWTS. Guilt now clawed at her.
"Okay, I'm around now, show me then, ask me," she offered a smile. Harry slowly, hesitantly reached for his pocket and brought out a picture and delicately, delicately handed it to her. She took it and stared at the picture, annoyance quickly turned into a hot ball of fury, enveloped around the mixed emotions of dispair, hurt and jealousy in the purest form. She felt a veign pulsing somewhere in her temple she was on the verge of crumpling the photo.
"I found it in Sirius' room," Harry said quietly. Smiling faintly, his expression indecipherable. Hermione strangled a cry and hated herself for thinking such vile things when Harry was just thinking of Sirius. She stared at the picture and only then did she take in the young lady in the photograph.
The woman was smiling at her and there was a certain sparkle in her eyes, a certain warmth and love that told her the picture was meant for Sirius alone. She had beautiful curly black hair that tumbled down her face stubbornly, escaping her bun. She had a smile that radiated innocence and a care-free feel. Her skin was porcelain like and Hermione could have sworn it was glowing. All in all, there was a fairy captured in the picture.
"So? Do you know the lady or what?" Ron cut her off, impatient.
"No, I don't think so, let's go down now shall we?" Hermione walked back to hand him the picture. He pocketed it and walked ahead.
"It's the first time he mentioned Sirius' name without his face darkening or him stalking off to be alone and sulk," Ron whispered looking ahead and walking off towards Harry.
"Well then, that's big improvement," she whispered in answer, taken aback by Ron's observation... it was so unlike Ron to notice things unless they involve food and quidditch. She followed them down the staircase. Is Ron actualy growing mature?
"Aw, Damn, the Weasley's Munchies is closed!" Ron screamed as he ran towards the closed booth.
"There must have been a new message," Harry shrugged, walking towards the booth too. This was put up by Fred and George not only to sell their goods but a way of delivering messages in and out of the Ootp. They stood in the middle of the hall when the doors burst open. Green robes spilled through the door and seemed to flow in like water.
"James! Thank Goodness!" the green robe enveloped them and embraced Harry. Harry almost drowned. The green robe had arms... and a head too, with a long, long black hair.
"Excuse me?" was all he could utter.
"Where did everyone go? I saw freshmen versions of our classmates! They're all so small and worse, they have mixed up features, and that's not all! They don't recognize me! Whats wrong with them?" she paused to breathe. "James? How come you seem a little small? How come you're not talking?" The green robe that was inches from strangeling him and centimeters from suffocating him let go. His breath was caught still in his lungs as the robe revealed it to have a face, a beauty of no parallel.
"Merlin's beard! You've got Evan's eyes! What did you do to her? Where did you put Evans?"
Harry couldn't answer. Hermione and Ron both stood frozen and speechless. Students were flocking around them. A cold voice broke through their unmoving stance.
"What is going on here Potter?" Snape snapped.
"He doesn't miss a chance to fry us, does he?" Ron whispered angrily.
The woman slowly shifted her gaze from them to Snape. She looked at him carefully taking every detail she could and narrowed her eyes in concentration. She circled him. It looked like a wolf circling her cornered prey.
"How may I help you?" he said quietly, narrowing too, his eyes.
The woman's eyes widened as she squeeled in delight, she seemed to be glowing.
"Snivelly! oh goodness! Is that you? Oh I just know it's you! You've grown too! At least I know I'm not the only one who grew... whats happened to James? do you know he has Evan's eyes and--- oh my God! Snivelly, is that your hair?!?" She seemed so shocked and hesitantly lifted her hand to touch it. That didn't satisfy her enough, she held a fistfull and yanked rather viciously. It sent Snape scowling and almost had him howling in pain.
"Oh my... its real?!? Its not a wig?!?" Her eyes were so wide it reminded Harry of Dobby's eyes.
"Oh, goodness! Its no longer greasy! I mean we thought you have been using egg white as gel! I'm so overwhelmed! I'm so--- your face?!?" now she looked horrified. She poked his face using her forefinger and rubbed it against her thumb.
"OH-MY-GOD!!!" this seemed to be her three favorite words currently or the only three words she knew besides goodness. "Morgana's false teeth! Its not oily! I could have sworn you could fry eggs on them with the oil quantity! eww, its too dry and chalky now! anyway, how are you Snivelly?" She asked falling quiet waiting for him to answer and staring at him like before.
The trio stood speechless. Harry looked at Snape and found his expression unreadable. It was paler than usual and if it would be any paler which Harry swore was impossible, he'd be whiter than snow.
"You don't recognize me, do you?" she asked with a certain glitter in her eyes and brought out her lowerlip to do a mock pout on her face.
"Crimson," he squeeled in misery then cleared his throat. "Your Crimson Kindleross," he said now.
"I'm glad you recognize me," she answered nodding in satisfaction. Harry couldn't believe it! Snape's face went from snow-white to unicorn-white and that was saying something. A sly smile spread on her features, a smile that tugged at his heart because of it's familiarity.
"Oh godness! I remember! Are you still wearing those gray underpants with your name on it?" The woman bent down and was about to yank his robes up. Snape, too bent down, alarm in his eyes and desperately holding his robes as tight as he could. He actualy looked helpless, so helpless that Harry almost felt sorry for him--almost. They continued their little tug of war with each doing it with all their might. The woman was winning and Snape's robe was up his ankles... everybody was holding their breaths and all was happening so fast and yet as if in slow motion... it was up his knees..
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