Professor Severus Snape was in a foul mood. Actually, he was in an
alarmingly dreadful mood.
Another glorious year, as Albus Dumbledore would say, was about to begin.
::gloriously attrocious::
But Snape had no time for prevaricating, for he had much to accomplish. Tomorrow was the start of term, and knowing the dunder-heads that usually attended his daily potion classes, he would need a full stock of healing potions for Poppy, and other accident-related draughts.
He was about to add the grinded moth wings for a particularely advanced Pepper-Up remedy, when...
::shit::
The Dark Lord called. His left forearm was blistering hot.
He quickly swept out of his office, pausing briefly to lock his wards. He then ran, (or rather glided as students would say) to the outdoor grounds, dissapparating to the Malfoy Manor, which happened to be where the "convention" were to be taken place.
"Why hello Severus!" drawled Avery Nott in an emphatically phony voice. "So glad you could join us! The Dark Lord was beginning to wonder exactly where your...loyalties...lie."
::curse you, curse you into oblivian::
"You and I both know very well...Nott," he spat out the last word in enmity, "that the Dark Lord considers me to be one of his most highly rated followers. I *highly doubt* that you are telling the truth. I do not permit lying. Crucio!"
::haha::
Avery Nott layed on the highly polished white marble floor twitching, as Severus pointed his wand lazily at Nott's pathetic form.
"Oh, very good, very good! I see my brothers are getting along persistantly well as usual." Voldemort spoke in a high cruel voice. "Oh Severus, very good to see you. Why, If I may ask, were you not here LAST MEETING?!"
You could here Voldemort's voice echo out through the expensive walls of the Malfoy Manor. Severus bowed his head humbly, thankful for his death eater mask to cover his sudden face of stricken fear.
"My Lord, you summoned me during a Hogwarts conventional meeting. The others would have been quite suspicious if I had simply strided out of the meeting. It was mandatory. I had come, not a minute more than when I could escape from their presence. Unfortunately for myself,
::unfortunately my ass::
when I arrived on your grounds you were not present."
"Silence! Do not *blame* me for not being in attendance...I am beginning to mistrust your loyalties, Severus. My *loyal* followers arrived on time to witness, and take part of an auror killing. It's too bad you were not present to take part in the activities. Lovely fun she was, the mudblood bitch. Cyria Jameson. Showed evidence of having a daughter, there were pictures of her all throughout the house, beautiful thing she was, but she was nowhere to be found. Too bad, it would have added to the pleasure. After we had our fun, we disposed of her and her son of course."
"Oh course," nodded Severus, not daring to disagree.
"Oh yes, and Severus...one more thing...Crucio!"
Severus Snape quivered on the ground, gasping for breath as he felt the white-hot knives burning against his skin. But he didn't scream. He never screamed. He would not show weakness.
"Yes, you always were a strong one Severus. Never uttering a sound...tut tut. That will teach you to arrive on time."
::avada kedavra, avada kedavra::
The meeting was over. He had to get back and tell Dumbledore exactly what had taken place during his spying. Did he already know of the Jameson's family's death? He quickly apparated to the Headmaster's office, only to find all of the Hogwarts Staff sitting in purple, overly stuffed armchairs. No doubt conjured by Albus.
"Ah...Severus! So glad you could attend! Sit down, sit down! Lemon drop?" Dumbledore said all this very quickly, his eyes twinkling, as he conjured another squishy armchair.
"May I ask...what exactly is going on Albus?" Snape asked in his smooth velvety voice, quickly refusing the candy offering as he seated himself on the chair.
"We have a new student Severus, surely you had gotten the news...? I had sent Remus to tell you!"
"He wasn't there Headmaster," Professor Lupin said quietly, glancing at Severus with concern as he rubbed at his forearm.
"Ah, yes, Severus had an engagement. So sorry I forgot to inform you Remus." The headmaster replied to Professor Lupin in an equally quiet voice, a frown playing across his lips.
::good, he knows::
"Anyway! Good news for all of us! We have a bright, young, new fourth- year, joining our students! I believe she is to be here any minute now to be sorted. I want everyone in this room to introduce themselves, and their positions. Her name is Autumn Jameson, and she has never attended school before, for her mother has homeschooled her for the past six years."
::Jameson...Cyria Jameson...daughter...just great::
Sure enough...there was a knock on the door.
"Severus, could you get the door? I believe Miss Jameson is present!" Albus announced, his blue eyes twinkling.
A 14 year old girl stumbled into the room. The first thing Severus noticed was her eyes. They differed so greatly from her long, dark raven hair, and dark olive skin. Her eyes were a deep ocean blue, and they looked scared, as an understatement. To be exact, they looked down-right petrified.
"Welcome, Autumn! Do not be shy! This is our Hogwarts staff, and we all will introduce ourselves, but I must first ask for you to place this hat on top of your head, for you need to be sorted." The Headmaster smiled down upon her. Autumn tried to smile, but she just couldn't. She was too nervous. Too nervous, and sorrowful. Professor Mcgonnagal placed the sorting hat gently on top of her head.
/\ Hmm...another Jameson. I sorted your mother and father long, long ago. You have many of their traits, yes, smart, courageous, and loyal. But where to put you? Loyal yes, but Hufflepuff is not your house...you will not make friends easily there. You are wise, yes, very wise. Wise, and brave. But, Ravenclaw is not for you, no, you would do well in Slytherin. Slytherin or Gryffindor.
*Not Slytherin! Slytherin killed my parents! Bloody Slytherins!* Alright if you're sure...better be, GRYFFINDOR! /\ Autumn sighed with relief. She wasn't a Slytherin, everything was well. But why had that sallow-faced professor given her that loathing look?
"Excellant! Jolly good! Well, Autumn, as you might guess, I am Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Another year is approaching us, and I daresay you will accomplish great things! Let me familiarize you with our Hogwarts staff..."
Professor Mcgonnagal cleared her throat and stood.
"Ah, yes! Your head of house, and deputy Headmistress, Professor Mcgonnagal!"
Professor Mcgonnagal shook Autumn's hand swiftly.
"Hello Miss Jameson. I am Gryffindor's head of house. I presume you are up to the task of assisting Gryffindor to win the house cup. Gryffindor has won for the past three years, and this year should be no different."
She winked at Autumn. Autumn grinned. Professor Snape scowled.
~~~
Professor Dumbledore then continued to introduce her to the rest of the staff. He was in the middle of introducing her to Professor Sprout, a round old witch with a kind face, when she saw the greasy-haired professor grip his forearm with a grimace on his face. Autumn looked curiously up at him. She noticed how very tall he was. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words were sounded.
"Flies, Miss Jameson, flies." the Potions Master sneered.
Autumn quickly closed her mouth and frowned. She had only been at Hogwarts for a quarter of an hour, and she already disliked one of her professors immensely.
"Autumn, this is Professor Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts, and Slytherin's Head of House. Professor Snape, this is Miss Jameson."
"It's a pleasure to meet you sir," Autumn said in an emotionless sort of whisper.
Severus noted how she had scowled when the Headmaster mentioned Slytherin.
::bloody Gryffindor::
He didn't take into account that she had just lost her family by death eaters.
He listened to Dumbledore introduce her to Professor Flitwick, telling him how excessively above her years in Charms she was. Professor Flitwick glowed with excitement, and Professor Snape scowled with disgust.
Severus excused himself from the meeting, and proceeded to head to his dormatories. He arrived at his door, muttered the password, "Salazar" and strided inside. Suddenly, a rather large, threatening eagle owl soared inside his bedroom, dropping a letter written in emerald ink on his bed.
Severus glanced curiously at it, wondering who would be writing him at this particular time. His wonderings were diminished when he saw that it was signed by Lord Voldemort. A prickle of fear ran down his spine as he picked up the letter and read it...
-Severus, It has been brought to my attention that Autumn Jameson is now attending Hogwarts. I have examined what was of the Jameson family thoroughly, and I have come to acknowledge that she would be a great addition to my followers. She is extremely well educated in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and she knows much of Dark Art theory. She also is skilled in advanced wandless magic. I want you to help me lure her to the dark side. Do what you must.
Lord Voldemort-
Severus read the letter through twice. This Jameson girl was a great annoyance, but he knew what it was like to be part of the dark side, and he did not think Jameson quite deserved that.
::even if she is a bloody Gryffindor::
~~~
The following evening, Autumn got ready for the start of term feast. She took a shower, making sure to avoid scrubbing the big wound on her neck. It was almost fully-healed, but she didn't want to take the chance in splitting it again. She then combed her long, black hair, and cast a simple drying spell on it. She also applied some rosy blush on her cheeks to hide her paleness. After putting the finishing touches on her little makeup, she put on her hogwarts robes and went down to the feast. She apparantly had missed the first-years sorting.
"Welcome," Dumbledore began, smiling down upon the students with his twinkling blue eyes. "Welcome to yet another year of Hogwarts. Before we stuff ourselves with food and drink, I have a few start of term announcements. Once again, first years, and others, should take note that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden. There will be harsh punishment to any who disobey this rule. I would also like to welcome back Professor Lupin as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Many students cheered at this announcement. Professor Snape scowled, and flushed with anger. Autumn noted how warm of a person Professor Lupin looked to be.
"I would also like to welcome a new fourth year Gryffindor, Autumn Jameson. She will be attending Hogwarts, after being homeschooled for the past six years."
Many students cheered. Autumn blushed crimson, and looked down at her plate. Girls at the Gryffindor table smiled kindly at her, and one boy even winked! She bit her lip, trying to hide her embarassment, but she failed. After many students introduced themselves to her, and her fellow Gryffindor girls made small talk with her and asked her many questions, the feast was over.
She took her schedule, and made way to the Gryffindor common room, where she told the Fat Lady the password, "Lion's Blood." She had overheard a prefect telling it to a first-year. When she got ready for bed, she glanced at her schedule.
::Merlin's beard...something to look forward to::
Double-Potions tomorrow morning.
~~~
After the feast, Severus was about to head back to his dormatories when...
"Severus, I'd like a word please...in my office."
He quickly swept to his office, and sat down. Dumbledore gazed at him thoroughly, and devoured a lemon drop.
"Severus, after you told me of Voldemort's letter, a realisation struck me. Voldemort will use his Legilimancy to bring Autumn closer to him. I must ask you to give Autumn Occlumency lessons until she can completely block out the dreams and thoughts. Please inform her tomorrow after class. That will be all, Severus, thank you."
::wonderful, I get to teach another bloody Gryffindor Occlumency. I probably have to continue lessons with Potter too::
Professor Snape didn't even undress before sinking onto his bed. A headache was forming, and the talk with Dumbledore did not exactly help decrease it. He thought of the following lesson with Jameson, God, he hated her...and he hated Gryffindor, and Potter...and himself. After long last, he fell asleep.
*Voices...echoing...driving him mad...wouldn't leave him alone...
'Please! No! Please sir...leave her be...take me instead! Please!'
"C'mon Severus...have some fun! Nice little Mudblood Bitch!"
'No, please, don't hurt me!'
"Wow, Severus...we got a real treat today...lovely little whore."*
No, no...I'm sorry, too late...no...please
~~~
A.N.- So....Is it good? Harry is going to be part of the story soon too. Oh yeah, and some parts of the story are going to be sort of like OotP, (aka. pensieve) I hope you like it. Please Review! Really appreciated...I want your critism!!!!
::gloriously attrocious::
But Snape had no time for prevaricating, for he had much to accomplish. Tomorrow was the start of term, and knowing the dunder-heads that usually attended his daily potion classes, he would need a full stock of healing potions for Poppy, and other accident-related draughts.
He was about to add the grinded moth wings for a particularely advanced Pepper-Up remedy, when...
::shit::
The Dark Lord called. His left forearm was blistering hot.
He quickly swept out of his office, pausing briefly to lock his wards. He then ran, (or rather glided as students would say) to the outdoor grounds, dissapparating to the Malfoy Manor, which happened to be where the "convention" were to be taken place.
"Why hello Severus!" drawled Avery Nott in an emphatically phony voice. "So glad you could join us! The Dark Lord was beginning to wonder exactly where your...loyalties...lie."
::curse you, curse you into oblivian::
"You and I both know very well...Nott," he spat out the last word in enmity, "that the Dark Lord considers me to be one of his most highly rated followers. I *highly doubt* that you are telling the truth. I do not permit lying. Crucio!"
::haha::
Avery Nott layed on the highly polished white marble floor twitching, as Severus pointed his wand lazily at Nott's pathetic form.
"Oh, very good, very good! I see my brothers are getting along persistantly well as usual." Voldemort spoke in a high cruel voice. "Oh Severus, very good to see you. Why, If I may ask, were you not here LAST MEETING?!"
You could here Voldemort's voice echo out through the expensive walls of the Malfoy Manor. Severus bowed his head humbly, thankful for his death eater mask to cover his sudden face of stricken fear.
"My Lord, you summoned me during a Hogwarts conventional meeting. The others would have been quite suspicious if I had simply strided out of the meeting. It was mandatory. I had come, not a minute more than when I could escape from their presence. Unfortunately for myself,
::unfortunately my ass::
when I arrived on your grounds you were not present."
"Silence! Do not *blame* me for not being in attendance...I am beginning to mistrust your loyalties, Severus. My *loyal* followers arrived on time to witness, and take part of an auror killing. It's too bad you were not present to take part in the activities. Lovely fun she was, the mudblood bitch. Cyria Jameson. Showed evidence of having a daughter, there were pictures of her all throughout the house, beautiful thing she was, but she was nowhere to be found. Too bad, it would have added to the pleasure. After we had our fun, we disposed of her and her son of course."
"Oh course," nodded Severus, not daring to disagree.
"Oh yes, and Severus...one more thing...Crucio!"
Severus Snape quivered on the ground, gasping for breath as he felt the white-hot knives burning against his skin. But he didn't scream. He never screamed. He would not show weakness.
"Yes, you always were a strong one Severus. Never uttering a sound...tut tut. That will teach you to arrive on time."
::avada kedavra, avada kedavra::
The meeting was over. He had to get back and tell Dumbledore exactly what had taken place during his spying. Did he already know of the Jameson's family's death? He quickly apparated to the Headmaster's office, only to find all of the Hogwarts Staff sitting in purple, overly stuffed armchairs. No doubt conjured by Albus.
"Ah...Severus! So glad you could attend! Sit down, sit down! Lemon drop?" Dumbledore said all this very quickly, his eyes twinkling, as he conjured another squishy armchair.
"May I ask...what exactly is going on Albus?" Snape asked in his smooth velvety voice, quickly refusing the candy offering as he seated himself on the chair.
"We have a new student Severus, surely you had gotten the news...? I had sent Remus to tell you!"
"He wasn't there Headmaster," Professor Lupin said quietly, glancing at Severus with concern as he rubbed at his forearm.
"Ah, yes, Severus had an engagement. So sorry I forgot to inform you Remus." The headmaster replied to Professor Lupin in an equally quiet voice, a frown playing across his lips.
::good, he knows::
"Anyway! Good news for all of us! We have a bright, young, new fourth- year, joining our students! I believe she is to be here any minute now to be sorted. I want everyone in this room to introduce themselves, and their positions. Her name is Autumn Jameson, and she has never attended school before, for her mother has homeschooled her for the past six years."
::Jameson...Cyria Jameson...daughter...just great::
Sure enough...there was a knock on the door.
"Severus, could you get the door? I believe Miss Jameson is present!" Albus announced, his blue eyes twinkling.
A 14 year old girl stumbled into the room. The first thing Severus noticed was her eyes. They differed so greatly from her long, dark raven hair, and dark olive skin. Her eyes were a deep ocean blue, and they looked scared, as an understatement. To be exact, they looked down-right petrified.
"Welcome, Autumn! Do not be shy! This is our Hogwarts staff, and we all will introduce ourselves, but I must first ask for you to place this hat on top of your head, for you need to be sorted." The Headmaster smiled down upon her. Autumn tried to smile, but she just couldn't. She was too nervous. Too nervous, and sorrowful. Professor Mcgonnagal placed the sorting hat gently on top of her head.
/\ Hmm...another Jameson. I sorted your mother and father long, long ago. You have many of their traits, yes, smart, courageous, and loyal. But where to put you? Loyal yes, but Hufflepuff is not your house...you will not make friends easily there. You are wise, yes, very wise. Wise, and brave. But, Ravenclaw is not for you, no, you would do well in Slytherin. Slytherin or Gryffindor.
*Not Slytherin! Slytherin killed my parents! Bloody Slytherins!* Alright if you're sure...better be, GRYFFINDOR! /\ Autumn sighed with relief. She wasn't a Slytherin, everything was well. But why had that sallow-faced professor given her that loathing look?
"Excellant! Jolly good! Well, Autumn, as you might guess, I am Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Another year is approaching us, and I daresay you will accomplish great things! Let me familiarize you with our Hogwarts staff..."
Professor Mcgonnagal cleared her throat and stood.
"Ah, yes! Your head of house, and deputy Headmistress, Professor Mcgonnagal!"
Professor Mcgonnagal shook Autumn's hand swiftly.
"Hello Miss Jameson. I am Gryffindor's head of house. I presume you are up to the task of assisting Gryffindor to win the house cup. Gryffindor has won for the past three years, and this year should be no different."
She winked at Autumn. Autumn grinned. Professor Snape scowled.
~~~
Professor Dumbledore then continued to introduce her to the rest of the staff. He was in the middle of introducing her to Professor Sprout, a round old witch with a kind face, when she saw the greasy-haired professor grip his forearm with a grimace on his face. Autumn looked curiously up at him. She noticed how very tall he was. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words were sounded.
"Flies, Miss Jameson, flies." the Potions Master sneered.
Autumn quickly closed her mouth and frowned. She had only been at Hogwarts for a quarter of an hour, and she already disliked one of her professors immensely.
"Autumn, this is Professor Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts, and Slytherin's Head of House. Professor Snape, this is Miss Jameson."
"It's a pleasure to meet you sir," Autumn said in an emotionless sort of whisper.
Severus noted how she had scowled when the Headmaster mentioned Slytherin.
::bloody Gryffindor::
He didn't take into account that she had just lost her family by death eaters.
He listened to Dumbledore introduce her to Professor Flitwick, telling him how excessively above her years in Charms she was. Professor Flitwick glowed with excitement, and Professor Snape scowled with disgust.
Severus excused himself from the meeting, and proceeded to head to his dormatories. He arrived at his door, muttered the password, "Salazar" and strided inside. Suddenly, a rather large, threatening eagle owl soared inside his bedroom, dropping a letter written in emerald ink on his bed.
Severus glanced curiously at it, wondering who would be writing him at this particular time. His wonderings were diminished when he saw that it was signed by Lord Voldemort. A prickle of fear ran down his spine as he picked up the letter and read it...
-Severus, It has been brought to my attention that Autumn Jameson is now attending Hogwarts. I have examined what was of the Jameson family thoroughly, and I have come to acknowledge that she would be a great addition to my followers. She is extremely well educated in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and she knows much of Dark Art theory. She also is skilled in advanced wandless magic. I want you to help me lure her to the dark side. Do what you must.
Lord Voldemort-
Severus read the letter through twice. This Jameson girl was a great annoyance, but he knew what it was like to be part of the dark side, and he did not think Jameson quite deserved that.
::even if she is a bloody Gryffindor::
~~~
The following evening, Autumn got ready for the start of term feast. She took a shower, making sure to avoid scrubbing the big wound on her neck. It was almost fully-healed, but she didn't want to take the chance in splitting it again. She then combed her long, black hair, and cast a simple drying spell on it. She also applied some rosy blush on her cheeks to hide her paleness. After putting the finishing touches on her little makeup, she put on her hogwarts robes and went down to the feast. She apparantly had missed the first-years sorting.
"Welcome," Dumbledore began, smiling down upon the students with his twinkling blue eyes. "Welcome to yet another year of Hogwarts. Before we stuff ourselves with food and drink, I have a few start of term announcements. Once again, first years, and others, should take note that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden. There will be harsh punishment to any who disobey this rule. I would also like to welcome back Professor Lupin as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Many students cheered at this announcement. Professor Snape scowled, and flushed with anger. Autumn noted how warm of a person Professor Lupin looked to be.
"I would also like to welcome a new fourth year Gryffindor, Autumn Jameson. She will be attending Hogwarts, after being homeschooled for the past six years."
Many students cheered. Autumn blushed crimson, and looked down at her plate. Girls at the Gryffindor table smiled kindly at her, and one boy even winked! She bit her lip, trying to hide her embarassment, but she failed. After many students introduced themselves to her, and her fellow Gryffindor girls made small talk with her and asked her many questions, the feast was over.
She took her schedule, and made way to the Gryffindor common room, where she told the Fat Lady the password, "Lion's Blood." She had overheard a prefect telling it to a first-year. When she got ready for bed, she glanced at her schedule.
::Merlin's beard...something to look forward to::
Double-Potions tomorrow morning.
~~~
After the feast, Severus was about to head back to his dormatories when...
"Severus, I'd like a word please...in my office."
He quickly swept to his office, and sat down. Dumbledore gazed at him thoroughly, and devoured a lemon drop.
"Severus, after you told me of Voldemort's letter, a realisation struck me. Voldemort will use his Legilimancy to bring Autumn closer to him. I must ask you to give Autumn Occlumency lessons until she can completely block out the dreams and thoughts. Please inform her tomorrow after class. That will be all, Severus, thank you."
::wonderful, I get to teach another bloody Gryffindor Occlumency. I probably have to continue lessons with Potter too::
Professor Snape didn't even undress before sinking onto his bed. A headache was forming, and the talk with Dumbledore did not exactly help decrease it. He thought of the following lesson with Jameson, God, he hated her...and he hated Gryffindor, and Potter...and himself. After long last, he fell asleep.
*Voices...echoing...driving him mad...wouldn't leave him alone...
'Please! No! Please sir...leave her be...take me instead! Please!'
"C'mon Severus...have some fun! Nice little Mudblood Bitch!"
'No, please, don't hurt me!'
"Wow, Severus...we got a real treat today...lovely little whore."*
No, no...I'm sorry, too late...no...please
~~~
A.N.- So....Is it good? Harry is going to be part of the story soon too. Oh yeah, and some parts of the story are going to be sort of like OotP, (aka. pensieve) I hope you like it. Please Review! Really appreciated...I want your critism!!!!