Chapter 4: Snape and Cara
The next day, I woke up disoriented. The blanket was very warm though, and I cuddled deeper. Never ever leaving this spot. Ever. I heard some one laughing, a very feminine laugh. I growled and the laughter stopped, and then my blanket was ripped off of me.
"Damn you. Give that back!" I yelled, clutching dead air while trying to grab at my blanket. The chill of the room settled on me, giving me goose bumps.
"Get up Tenille. Time to go for breakfast." Pansy said. I opened one eye and sighed. She stood above me victoriously, with my blanket clutched in one hand and a hand on her hip.
"What time is it?" She threw the blanket back on me. I got up, and threw my legs over the bed. Damn that floor was cold. She haughtily replied "It's time for breakfast."
"It's time for breakfast" I copied her in a nasal tone, prancing about. She glared at me and I smirked. I walked into the bathroom, noticing Lierra. I waved at her, and she smiled back, but not after looking at Pansy to make sure she wasn't looking. There was another girl in there, I wasn't sure of her name. After I left Snape and Cara, I just went to bed.
The bathroom was great. A huge sink with spare room for 0ur essentials, and a shower in the corner. The tub was huge, and an assortment of bubble bath and bath oils stood at the side. Awesome.
Later on….
I walked into the Great Hall just in time for breakfast. A few stragglers scurried in after me, and I waved to Cara. She had to be nudged by Ron, as she was staring off at Snape, who was glowering at her. She noticed me and waved back cheerfully. What had happened with her and Snape? She was wearing her Gryffindore robe, she looked right snazzy in it. A roll of her eyes told me she felt right stupid in it. I waved my arms around, testing out my Slytherin robes. T was actually quite warm, and handy. Man they had like ten pockets!
Lierra waved at me to come sit by her. I shuffled by a few grumbling Slytherins and whacked the head of some guy who muttered "Muggle" under his breath. He missed a bite of food and it landed in his lap, much to everyone's delight.
"How goes it?" I asked Lierra as I sat down. She was really pretty, I thought slowly. Apparently, Malfoy thought so to as he slid next to her and leaned in close to talk to her. He glanced at me, a small grin playing on his lips. I decided it wasn't the right time to show him my magic. It had to be at exactly the right time.
"Girl, are you still here? I thought you would be running all the way to your Muggle home the way you ran out last night." The table all burst into snickers. I laughed too.
"Wow, Draco. That was great, really. Did it hurt though, to think of that one? Do you need your rest now?" I patted his arm sympathetically. He jerked away as the girls around me started to giggle. His face paled as he stared into my eyes. Sexy green eyes man, that's my name for him, I thought. Oops, getting off track again.
"You best learn to respect your betters." He stated as he stared to eat his breakfast. I snorted and started talking with Lierra as the rest of the table started talking with their own groups.
"When's our first class? Wait, where's my schedule…I wanna know what my first class is." I started to look around, but Lierra pulled out a piece of parchment.
"Here you go, I asked Professor Snape for it before you came in. We have our classes together." I smiled and glanced at Pansy. She was twining a strand of Draco's hair around her finger as she leaned close to whisper in his ear. He put up with it, a superior smile on his face.
"What classes are those?" That little witch. Draco deserved much better then her. Well, actually, no he didn't. But she was so anal. But then again, so was she. Never mind.
"Um, well, there's Transfiguration with McGonnagal, and Potions with Snape. Your afternoon classes are Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Lupin and flying lessons from Harry Potter. We have classes with the Gryffindores." I groaned at them mention of Potter, he was so damn cute. I must get to know him. Then we can fall in love. I would keep him under my bed, and take him for a walk everyday. It would be fabulous.
"So, what's HP like?" I ask casually. Lierra looks at me confused. "You now, the boy who lived, Harry, Potter, that guy over there." I point at him.
"Oh, well, he's a Gryffindore. We don't associate with them too much. But according to Malfoy and Pansy, he's a show off, a mud blood. They don't really like him." She went back to eating as I looked over my schedule. Cara will be in all my classes. This rocks.
I met up with Cara as she walked out, surrounded by Ron and his sister Ginny. Ginny was so pretty. She had this pale skin, like Cara's, and they looked almost alike, except that Ginny had very red hair and Cara's was very light blond. Odd. "Cara love, walk with me. Let's go." I took her arm, blew a kiss to Ron, who blushed madly, and waved by to Ginny. She waved back and dragged Ron in the opposite direction.
"What's up?" Cara asked as we walked outside for her to get her daily intake of nicotine. She was grinning madly and trying to hide her blush, but she couldn't stop giggling every couple of minutes.
"What's wrong with you? What happened with you and Snape?" Cara laughed again, and twirled around, her smoke almost singing me. I glared at her.
"Snape an I are in love! In love, in love, in love. " She announced it proudly. I tried to control my gag reflex. I nodded politely for her to continue.
"Well, after you left, I managed to get a kiss out of him. Just a quick one, mind you. And as my lips pressed passionately against his chin.." She stopped talking as I started to choke. "Are you okay?" Again, I just nodded, my hand to my mouth, covering my grin. "And when I kissed his magnificent, virile chin, I felt a connection. A deep sense of right. He belongs with me, to me. We are bonded now." She stopped twirling and sighed. "Love is grand."
I burst out laughing, picturing dark Snape and carefree light Cara making out. She kissed his chin, for God's sake. T was too great.
"Um, how did Snape take this lovely bonding?" I ask, calming down. Cara looked away and stared at the trees in the distance. The forbidden forest. "Cara, what did he do?"
"He tried to hex me, then kicked me out. I mean, literally, he used his boot and kicked me out. Then he told me "Never again presume to touch me again, Miss Johnston." and slammed the painting in my face. The painting wouldn't let me back in again. But really, he only kicked me out because he was trying to deny our great love, our magical love." Cara sighed again, and stubbed out her smoke. My stomach hurt from holding my laughter in.
"So are you ready for classes?" I ask when I have control over myself again. Cara gave me thumbs up and put on a fresh coat of lipstick.
"We in the same classes?" She asked.
"Sure are darling. Shall we go? Oh wait, what's Harry like? I have classes with, well, a flying lesson with him. I don't know if you are with me on that." I grinned. "I hope not." Cara hit my arm as I started to giggle. We walked into the castle, scurrying towards our first class with McGonnagal.
"Don't get your hopes up. He's Hermione's man." I shrugged. Cara hit me again. "Well, he is. Hermione looks like she would claw your ass if you stole him, and they look fairly in love. You shouldn't mess with that."
I pushd her. "Traitor!" She pushed me back and we fell laughing into our class. There was silence. McGonnagal peered at us over her glasses. Oops. What now?
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Author's Note:
i_rabies: I know, I was confused myself about the whole gazing scene. But it's my story, and I think that Cara and Ron would make a lovely story. They could have red and blonde children. And he's what happens with Snape and Cara in this chapter. Hope you enjoyed! Whahaha!
The next day, I woke up disoriented. The blanket was very warm though, and I cuddled deeper. Never ever leaving this spot. Ever. I heard some one laughing, a very feminine laugh. I growled and the laughter stopped, and then my blanket was ripped off of me.
"Damn you. Give that back!" I yelled, clutching dead air while trying to grab at my blanket. The chill of the room settled on me, giving me goose bumps.
"Get up Tenille. Time to go for breakfast." Pansy said. I opened one eye and sighed. She stood above me victoriously, with my blanket clutched in one hand and a hand on her hip.
"What time is it?" She threw the blanket back on me. I got up, and threw my legs over the bed. Damn that floor was cold. She haughtily replied "It's time for breakfast."
"It's time for breakfast" I copied her in a nasal tone, prancing about. She glared at me and I smirked. I walked into the bathroom, noticing Lierra. I waved at her, and she smiled back, but not after looking at Pansy to make sure she wasn't looking. There was another girl in there, I wasn't sure of her name. After I left Snape and Cara, I just went to bed.
The bathroom was great. A huge sink with spare room for 0ur essentials, and a shower in the corner. The tub was huge, and an assortment of bubble bath and bath oils stood at the side. Awesome.
Later on….
I walked into the Great Hall just in time for breakfast. A few stragglers scurried in after me, and I waved to Cara. She had to be nudged by Ron, as she was staring off at Snape, who was glowering at her. She noticed me and waved back cheerfully. What had happened with her and Snape? She was wearing her Gryffindore robe, she looked right snazzy in it. A roll of her eyes told me she felt right stupid in it. I waved my arms around, testing out my Slytherin robes. T was actually quite warm, and handy. Man they had like ten pockets!
Lierra waved at me to come sit by her. I shuffled by a few grumbling Slytherins and whacked the head of some guy who muttered "Muggle" under his breath. He missed a bite of food and it landed in his lap, much to everyone's delight.
"How goes it?" I asked Lierra as I sat down. She was really pretty, I thought slowly. Apparently, Malfoy thought so to as he slid next to her and leaned in close to talk to her. He glanced at me, a small grin playing on his lips. I decided it wasn't the right time to show him my magic. It had to be at exactly the right time.
"Girl, are you still here? I thought you would be running all the way to your Muggle home the way you ran out last night." The table all burst into snickers. I laughed too.
"Wow, Draco. That was great, really. Did it hurt though, to think of that one? Do you need your rest now?" I patted his arm sympathetically. He jerked away as the girls around me started to giggle. His face paled as he stared into my eyes. Sexy green eyes man, that's my name for him, I thought. Oops, getting off track again.
"You best learn to respect your betters." He stated as he stared to eat his breakfast. I snorted and started talking with Lierra as the rest of the table started talking with their own groups.
"When's our first class? Wait, where's my schedule…I wanna know what my first class is." I started to look around, but Lierra pulled out a piece of parchment.
"Here you go, I asked Professor Snape for it before you came in. We have our classes together." I smiled and glanced at Pansy. She was twining a strand of Draco's hair around her finger as she leaned close to whisper in his ear. He put up with it, a superior smile on his face.
"What classes are those?" That little witch. Draco deserved much better then her. Well, actually, no he didn't. But she was so anal. But then again, so was she. Never mind.
"Um, well, there's Transfiguration with McGonnagal, and Potions with Snape. Your afternoon classes are Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Lupin and flying lessons from Harry Potter. We have classes with the Gryffindores." I groaned at them mention of Potter, he was so damn cute. I must get to know him. Then we can fall in love. I would keep him under my bed, and take him for a walk everyday. It would be fabulous.
"So, what's HP like?" I ask casually. Lierra looks at me confused. "You now, the boy who lived, Harry, Potter, that guy over there." I point at him.
"Oh, well, he's a Gryffindore. We don't associate with them too much. But according to Malfoy and Pansy, he's a show off, a mud blood. They don't really like him." She went back to eating as I looked over my schedule. Cara will be in all my classes. This rocks.
I met up with Cara as she walked out, surrounded by Ron and his sister Ginny. Ginny was so pretty. She had this pale skin, like Cara's, and they looked almost alike, except that Ginny had very red hair and Cara's was very light blond. Odd. "Cara love, walk with me. Let's go." I took her arm, blew a kiss to Ron, who blushed madly, and waved by to Ginny. She waved back and dragged Ron in the opposite direction.
"What's up?" Cara asked as we walked outside for her to get her daily intake of nicotine. She was grinning madly and trying to hide her blush, but she couldn't stop giggling every couple of minutes.
"What's wrong with you? What happened with you and Snape?" Cara laughed again, and twirled around, her smoke almost singing me. I glared at her.
"Snape an I are in love! In love, in love, in love. " She announced it proudly. I tried to control my gag reflex. I nodded politely for her to continue.
"Well, after you left, I managed to get a kiss out of him. Just a quick one, mind you. And as my lips pressed passionately against his chin.." She stopped talking as I started to choke. "Are you okay?" Again, I just nodded, my hand to my mouth, covering my grin. "And when I kissed his magnificent, virile chin, I felt a connection. A deep sense of right. He belongs with me, to me. We are bonded now." She stopped twirling and sighed. "Love is grand."
I burst out laughing, picturing dark Snape and carefree light Cara making out. She kissed his chin, for God's sake. T was too great.
"Um, how did Snape take this lovely bonding?" I ask, calming down. Cara looked away and stared at the trees in the distance. The forbidden forest. "Cara, what did he do?"
"He tried to hex me, then kicked me out. I mean, literally, he used his boot and kicked me out. Then he told me "Never again presume to touch me again, Miss Johnston." and slammed the painting in my face. The painting wouldn't let me back in again. But really, he only kicked me out because he was trying to deny our great love, our magical love." Cara sighed again, and stubbed out her smoke. My stomach hurt from holding my laughter in.
"So are you ready for classes?" I ask when I have control over myself again. Cara gave me thumbs up and put on a fresh coat of lipstick.
"We in the same classes?" She asked.
"Sure are darling. Shall we go? Oh wait, what's Harry like? I have classes with, well, a flying lesson with him. I don't know if you are with me on that." I grinned. "I hope not." Cara hit my arm as I started to giggle. We walked into the castle, scurrying towards our first class with McGonnagal.
"Don't get your hopes up. He's Hermione's man." I shrugged. Cara hit me again. "Well, he is. Hermione looks like she would claw your ass if you stole him, and they look fairly in love. You shouldn't mess with that."
I pushd her. "Traitor!" She pushed me back and we fell laughing into our class. There was silence. McGonnagal peered at us over her glasses. Oops. What now?
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Author's Note:
i_rabies: I know, I was confused myself about the whole gazing scene. But it's my story, and I think that Cara and Ron would make a lovely story. They could have red and blonde children. And he's what happens with Snape and Cara in this chapter. Hope you enjoyed! Whahaha!