A/N:  Wow, in the last chapter my bold/underline has finally began to show!!  It was like that in all the other chapters, but it kinda never got onto the page.  Anyway, I've had a stroke of brilliance…or is it memory…so, I've started on this chapter for you.

Chapter Thirteen:  Near Confessions and Shopping Malls

            Thespia and Severa had spent the night on the couches that they were in, they were awaken by Aeria the next morning.  "Thespia, I'm going to America for today, I'll be back later.  Anything you want me to pick up?"

            "Sleep," Thespia answered groggily, again closing her eyes.

            "What are you going to America for?" Severa asked, equally sleepy, not caring to open her eyes.

            "I'm going to visit my friend.  Your father has decided that he won't be able to make her time, so I'm going to chat with her, maybe we'll have lunch and catch up on things."

            "Have fun," Severa said, going back to sleep.

            They awoke again an hour later.  "Breakfast, Misses?" a house-elf asked.  He was, not only dressed, but dressed rather extravagantly.  He looked as if he had found a closet and put everything in it on.

            "Sure," Severa and Thespia answered.

            "What's should Dobby gets for you Miss Snape and Miss Feenland?"

            "I'll take toast," Thespia answered, "I think that's all I could eat right now, my stomach hurts."

            Severa smiled as if she felt the same way and answered, "I'll take the same."

            The house-elf disappeared with a pop and reappeared a few minutes later with two plates of toast.  Neither of them finished their breakfast, and remained laying down.

            "So…" Thespia said, trying to break the awkward silence, "what do you think of Harry?"

            "Pretty good-looking.  Not to mention likely rich.  Not to mention nice."

            Thespia laughed.  "Yeah, he's pretty hot," she said, slightly falling into her American accent, "and pretty sweet as well.  Think either of us have a chance with him?"

            Severa sighed before answering.  "You probably do.  More than I, at least.  I mean who wants to go out with their godfather's daughter?"

            Thespia laughed.  "Well, you haven't like lived together or anything.  I'm sure it could happen.  I doubt he likes me.  Guys like that just don't like me."

            "What do you mean?" Severa asked.

            Thespia bit her lip, trying to decide whether or not to tell her story.  She decided to trust this girl she'd known for not long, "Well, every guy I've ever gone out with has tried to take advantage of me.  Over half of them cheated on me.  Guys with real hearts just don't go out with me, I'm just like a toy to guys or something.  Just because they think I'm pretty."

            "Well, you are—pretty, I mean.  Any guy would be lucky to have you.  Most guys are afraid of me.  At least you have experience.  All I've dated were a bunch of stuck-up purebloods who wanted to control me.  I guess neither of us have had much luck in the way of guys," Severa answered sympathetically.

            "This one guy started to try to take my shirt off.  I kicked him in the willy, and he ran off cursing.  I was only thirteen, and he was like sixteen or something."

            "Good for you!  I wish I had that much sense," Severa answered, instantly looking terrified.

            "What?" Thespia asked, turning towards her new friend, face full of worry.

            "It's nothing," the raven-haired girl answered.

            "You sure?" Thespia asked.

            "Yeah, I'm sure.  I think I want to go back to sleep, I'm feeling a bit nauseous."

            "Same here."  She paused, "Sweet dreams of Harry," Thespia said with a sly smile.  If Severa had any pillows other than the one her head was on, she would have thrown it at Thespia.

            They each fell asleep before playing back their worst experience with guys in their heads, trying to push away the thoughts before drifting off into troubled sleep.

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            Snape exchanged his Wizard's money for Muggle American dollars and left the British Embassy with Harry.  He hailed a Muggle taxi.  It didn't take long before a yellow car pulled up along the road.  They got into the vehicle.

            "Where to?" the driver asked.

            "Nearest shopping mall," Snape answered.  They drove about five minutes before arriving and a two-story shopping mall.  Snape paid the driver, and they went towards to the entrance.  They entered in at Sears and made way towards the rest of them mall.

            They passed by a place playing loud music called Hot Topic.  Harry looked in the window and briefly laughed at the thought of showing up in the large, baggy pants with chains and such on them and a T-Shirt with an insulting saying on it or some band.

            "Those clothes would be no better than before, other than the fact that they have a large amount of metal on them," Snape whispered to Harry.

            Three sisters emerged from the store, all about the age of sixteen.  One of the girls had spiked pink hair, and black and red striped capris and a red shirt with the word 'Troublemaker' on it.  The other two were twins with short blonde hair, one of them wearing baggy silvery grey coloured pants and a shirt with three faeries on it, and purple fishnet sleeves, the other twin had on black baggy pants with safety pins adorning the many pockets and had a black shirt with fishnet sleeves and a red stripe across the chest. The latter twin was walking backwards and talking to the former two and bumped into Professor Snape.

            Harry offered his hand to help her up, and Snape glared at the girl.  She remained smiling as she pulled Harry down on top of her.  "Why, hello, there," she said with a sly smile.  "I love you deeply and passionately," she said.

            "No, I love him deeply and passionately!" the other twin argued.  Harry and the girl got up, and the three left them standing there confused, as they laughed at playfully punched each other.  He heard the pink girl exclaim, "Wonder if he has a shiny white, wet in the light?!" before they were out of earshot.

            "What's up with them?" Harry asked, slightly frightened.

            "I don't know, and I don't want to know.  Do you know them?"

            "No, I don't think I do, at least," Harry answered.

            "Bloody Americans.  They're all mad, like those three freaks.  Prepared to make love to someone that they just run into at a shopping mall!" Snape began to hiss.

            "Er, the girl bumped into you, not me.  I don't remember anything about loving you," Harry pointed out.

            Snape glared at Harry.  "I should go find those girls parents, and give them an earful.  Too bad we don't have spare time.  They could use a bit of good punishment.  In fact, I believe that those girls belong in some loony bin in Liechtenstein!"

            They found an elevator with the intentions of getting as far away from those girls as humanly possible.  Snape led Harry into The Gap, knowing full-well that the girls would not go within ten feet of that store, judging by the way they were dressed.

            Harry found first clothes for the interview with the Americans, black trousers and a deep red short-sleeve button-up shirt.  Snape allowed him a pair of khaki trousers, and two pairs of jeans and five shirts before they left, almost running into the three girls they had encountered earlier.

            "Should we go to lunch?" Harry suggested, his stomach grumbling.

            "Yes, where'd you like to go?"

            "I'm sure there's like a food court or something somewhere.  We could just eat there."

            "Good idea," Snape answered.  They made way to the centre of the mall, smelling food, as they got closer to the food court.  They decided to eat at McDonald's; Harry noticed that the girls were still following them.  They found a table and sat down and began to eat at their lunch.  The girls sat down at a table not too far from them and began whispering and laughing.

            After a while, the twins shouted and audible, "No!" before the girl with the pink hair got up and walked over to them. 

            "Hey," she said, "sorry about my sisters, they enjoy stalking people out of boredom, and they both think that you're hot.  They also believe that they're sole purpose in life is to scare the living crap out of people."  The girl walked off towards a pizza place called Sbarro, and walked back to her sisters with a cheese pizza in hand, getting hit by the twins.

            To Harry's surprise, Snape stood up and sat at the girls' table.  He gave him one of his famous classroom-glares which effectively silenced them.

            "Girls," he began in an almost silent, deadly tone, "I suggest that, unless you wish to be transfigured into pieces of dust, that you find something better to do than stalking my godson.  He is nothing but arrogant and proud, just like his father.  Go now, before you find yourselves smaller than small and being swept into a trashcan."  Snape stood up, "Good day," he said almost merrily with a smirk.  The girls stood up and practically ran from the food court, not stopping to look back.

            "What did you do to them?" Harry finally asked.

            "Oh, nothing they'll forget too easily," Snape answered.  Come on, we've got to get to the FBMI soon, why don't you change in the lavatory?

            Harry nodded and headed over to the lavatory and changed clothes.

A/N: Those three girls are Americanised, Mugglised versions of my sisters and I.  Anyone who can accurately guess which one I am gets bonus points.  And, yes, we do sometimes get that bored, and yes, we say 'I love you deeply and passionately' to strangers, but we mean nothing by it, and no, we are not sluts, it's just a phrase that we say to scare people.