Legal Jargon: I bow down to J.K. Rowling's feet and beg for her forgiveness
as I take her characters from behind her back and use it in this story:
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, Ginny, (and although I'd hate to say it) Draco
and some other characters are not mine!
But their offspring in this story and some minor characters are all MINE! MINE! MHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
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~* Curiosity Killed The Black Bird *~
By Gothic Retaliation
Slytherin Nation Army
Professor Snape strolled into the dungeon to a class full of first year children from Gryffindor and Slytherin. He, like Professor Dumbledore, hasn't changed much, beside the few odd streaks of white hair and a few too many wrinkles accessorizing his always disinterested face.
He looked around the room a couple of times and his glance rested in the direction of Raven, Bayard and Mildred.
"Potter's daughter?" he asked in a tone of dissatisfaction and inquisitive at the same time.
Raven gulped. Her dad always told her that Snape was his least favourite teacher who was rather scary. But his dad also said that he saved his life on a couple of occasions.
"Yes sir." She replied sternly, attempting to sound less nervous.
Snape raised one side of his lips and formed a look of disgust.
"I was hoping that he wouldn't produce more of his kind . disgusting mongrels."
A few students' jaws dropped (including Raven and the twins) while the Slytherins' just snickered.
Mildred slammed her fist onto the table and stood up.
"Excuse me sir, but I thought that was rather rude and inappropriate!"
Millie's outburst stunned the whole class and even Snape. He moved towards her with death in his eyes while Bayard tried to pull his sister down so she wouldn't get killed.
"Weasley's? Well, that explains the manners. 100 points from Gryffindor for being disruptive in class and a detention."
Millie was about to protest but Raven and Bayard tried to calm her down with words.
"No talking in class, you two, detention."
*****
"That PRICK! How could HE!" Millie's screaming had scared off all the students that once occupied the hallway. "I am PISSED OFF!!!"
"We know." Bayard sighed, tired out from what had happened at first period and from his sister's raving for the past four periods. "But what were we supposed to do? He's a teacher and if we let you keep going, there would be no more points left in the Gryffindor points hourglass."
Raven nodded.
"I agree."
Millie eyed her with disbelief.
"Raven! He was insulting you and your whole bloodline basically! How can you be so CALM?!"
Raven smiled (she does that a lot eh?) and shrugged.
"Perhaps it's because I don't care. What he says are just words. I can't possibly take him seriously, it will only make me upset."
Millie sighed and gave up with arguing with her while Bayard looked at Raven with admiration. Raven took out her timetable that she got at breakfast.
"Um . We have Wizard History last. C'mon guys or we'll be late!" Raven turned around to the direction of the classroom when she bumped into someone.
"Ugh! For FUCK sakes! Don't people watch where they're walking?" It was Desdemona Dursley, who was in their potions class just before, with many Slytherin friends trailing behind her, all relatively attractive, young first year female students.
Raven walked back a few steps and rubbed her arm where she bumped into her.
"I'm very sorry."
Desdemona folded her arms.
"Oh, you're that Potter girl. Such a clumsy twat." Said Desdemona with annoyance. She looked Raven up and down and smirked wickedly. "Seems like looks isn't you're forte."
Raven couldn't believe the arrogance of this person and that candid remark. Stuff what she said about words can't hurt her earlier! Calling her ugly? What right does she have? She frowned and gave her a menacing look. She then stepped back quickly, reached under her robes and pulled out her wand. Before Desdemona could react, Raven had already executed her spell which caused a small electric spark that hit her folded arms.
"Ouch!" Desdemona returned the threatening look to Raven as she too pulled out her wand and cast a spell. A tiny flame spat out from the wand but it only flew out about two centimeter before it disintegrated into thin air. Raven gave a smirk.
"Seems like magic isn't _you're_ forte."
Desdemona growled.
"You BITCH! You're not going to get away with this. . ."
Raven gave a light laugh.
"Oh aren't I? Who's going to stop me? You?"
"Yes. Me." Stated Desdemona cockily.
"Oh really," said Raven with sarcasm. "You and whose army?"
Raven said that in the heat of the moment. She was so fired up that by Desdemona's attitude she was completely blinded by anger. So blinded that she failed to see the gang of people standing behind her enemy.
Desdemona turned to her gang behind her and nodded. All the girls pulled out their wands and aimed it at Raven. Desdemona motioned towards the girls.
"This army."
Raven gulped but still held her wand up as Bayard and Mildred rushed to her side and pointed their wands out too. Desdemona guffawed.
"My my. You three want to stand up to _us_? Didn't your parents teach you how to count?"
Millie grunted.
"Oh yeah, I can count. One thick headed hooker . . . and eighteen dogs that _follow_ that thick headed hooker!"
Everyone in Desdemona's gang gripped their wands tighter with anger, ready to attack the three people in front of them.
World war III was about to commence when foot steps were heard and Guthrie emerged into the scene. Desdemona glanced at him.
"Guthrie, why don't you come here and teach these idiotic Gryffindor's not to mess with us Slytherins."
It was then that Raven noticed Guthrie and gave him a questioning look.
'You're not going to help them are you?' her eyes screamed out.
Guthrie saw the look, but didn't move. In fact he didn't even change his expression.
"This is fucking stupid. I'm going to class."
He then turned around and walked slowly away. Desdemona was dumbstruck for she was not expecting that response. She look from Guthrie to the three Griffindor's and from the three Gryffindor's to Guthrie. She lowered her wand and chased after him, ready to suck up to him more. Her gang followed suit as they too lowered their wand and followed Desdemona.
"Well HE certainly has a lot of affect on that bitch." Bayard stated while tucking his wand back into his robes. "But I guess being a Malfoy, he'd already 'fondled' with her."
Raven said nothing but just stared down the direction Guthire headed down. Something about him made Raven feel that he was not as bad as everyone says he is, even if he is a Malfoy.
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Next Chapter: 'Dear Daddy,
. . .
Are the Malfoy's all that bad?'
'Dear Raven,
. . .
Yes.'
A/N: I was so thankful for that comforting review by 'Dell-Doo'. Thank You! Don't worry, I don't think I'll be abandoning this fic. . . No, not yet. And Thank You 'BabyPan' for reviewing almost every chapter of my story so far!
But their offspring in this story and some minor characters are all MINE! MINE! MHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
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~* Curiosity Killed The Black Bird *~
By Gothic Retaliation
Slytherin Nation Army
Professor Snape strolled into the dungeon to a class full of first year children from Gryffindor and Slytherin. He, like Professor Dumbledore, hasn't changed much, beside the few odd streaks of white hair and a few too many wrinkles accessorizing his always disinterested face.
He looked around the room a couple of times and his glance rested in the direction of Raven, Bayard and Mildred.
"Potter's daughter?" he asked in a tone of dissatisfaction and inquisitive at the same time.
Raven gulped. Her dad always told her that Snape was his least favourite teacher who was rather scary. But his dad also said that he saved his life on a couple of occasions.
"Yes sir." She replied sternly, attempting to sound less nervous.
Snape raised one side of his lips and formed a look of disgust.
"I was hoping that he wouldn't produce more of his kind . disgusting mongrels."
A few students' jaws dropped (including Raven and the twins) while the Slytherins' just snickered.
Mildred slammed her fist onto the table and stood up.
"Excuse me sir, but I thought that was rather rude and inappropriate!"
Millie's outburst stunned the whole class and even Snape. He moved towards her with death in his eyes while Bayard tried to pull his sister down so she wouldn't get killed.
"Weasley's? Well, that explains the manners. 100 points from Gryffindor for being disruptive in class and a detention."
Millie was about to protest but Raven and Bayard tried to calm her down with words.
"No talking in class, you two, detention."
*****
"That PRICK! How could HE!" Millie's screaming had scared off all the students that once occupied the hallway. "I am PISSED OFF!!!"
"We know." Bayard sighed, tired out from what had happened at first period and from his sister's raving for the past four periods. "But what were we supposed to do? He's a teacher and if we let you keep going, there would be no more points left in the Gryffindor points hourglass."
Raven nodded.
"I agree."
Millie eyed her with disbelief.
"Raven! He was insulting you and your whole bloodline basically! How can you be so CALM?!"
Raven smiled (she does that a lot eh?) and shrugged.
"Perhaps it's because I don't care. What he says are just words. I can't possibly take him seriously, it will only make me upset."
Millie sighed and gave up with arguing with her while Bayard looked at Raven with admiration. Raven took out her timetable that she got at breakfast.
"Um . We have Wizard History last. C'mon guys or we'll be late!" Raven turned around to the direction of the classroom when she bumped into someone.
"Ugh! For FUCK sakes! Don't people watch where they're walking?" It was Desdemona Dursley, who was in their potions class just before, with many Slytherin friends trailing behind her, all relatively attractive, young first year female students.
Raven walked back a few steps and rubbed her arm where she bumped into her.
"I'm very sorry."
Desdemona folded her arms.
"Oh, you're that Potter girl. Such a clumsy twat." Said Desdemona with annoyance. She looked Raven up and down and smirked wickedly. "Seems like looks isn't you're forte."
Raven couldn't believe the arrogance of this person and that candid remark. Stuff what she said about words can't hurt her earlier! Calling her ugly? What right does she have? She frowned and gave her a menacing look. She then stepped back quickly, reached under her robes and pulled out her wand. Before Desdemona could react, Raven had already executed her spell which caused a small electric spark that hit her folded arms.
"Ouch!" Desdemona returned the threatening look to Raven as she too pulled out her wand and cast a spell. A tiny flame spat out from the wand but it only flew out about two centimeter before it disintegrated into thin air. Raven gave a smirk.
"Seems like magic isn't _you're_ forte."
Desdemona growled.
"You BITCH! You're not going to get away with this. . ."
Raven gave a light laugh.
"Oh aren't I? Who's going to stop me? You?"
"Yes. Me." Stated Desdemona cockily.
"Oh really," said Raven with sarcasm. "You and whose army?"
Raven said that in the heat of the moment. She was so fired up that by Desdemona's attitude she was completely blinded by anger. So blinded that she failed to see the gang of people standing behind her enemy.
Desdemona turned to her gang behind her and nodded. All the girls pulled out their wands and aimed it at Raven. Desdemona motioned towards the girls.
"This army."
Raven gulped but still held her wand up as Bayard and Mildred rushed to her side and pointed their wands out too. Desdemona guffawed.
"My my. You three want to stand up to _us_? Didn't your parents teach you how to count?"
Millie grunted.
"Oh yeah, I can count. One thick headed hooker . . . and eighteen dogs that _follow_ that thick headed hooker!"
Everyone in Desdemona's gang gripped their wands tighter with anger, ready to attack the three people in front of them.
World war III was about to commence when foot steps were heard and Guthrie emerged into the scene. Desdemona glanced at him.
"Guthrie, why don't you come here and teach these idiotic Gryffindor's not to mess with us Slytherins."
It was then that Raven noticed Guthrie and gave him a questioning look.
'You're not going to help them are you?' her eyes screamed out.
Guthrie saw the look, but didn't move. In fact he didn't even change his expression.
"This is fucking stupid. I'm going to class."
He then turned around and walked slowly away. Desdemona was dumbstruck for she was not expecting that response. She look from Guthrie to the three Griffindor's and from the three Gryffindor's to Guthrie. She lowered her wand and chased after him, ready to suck up to him more. Her gang followed suit as they too lowered their wand and followed Desdemona.
"Well HE certainly has a lot of affect on that bitch." Bayard stated while tucking his wand back into his robes. "But I guess being a Malfoy, he'd already 'fondled' with her."
Raven said nothing but just stared down the direction Guthire headed down. Something about him made Raven feel that he was not as bad as everyone says he is, even if he is a Malfoy.
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Next Chapter: 'Dear Daddy,
. . .
Are the Malfoy's all that bad?'
'Dear Raven,
. . .
Yes.'
A/N: I was so thankful for that comforting review by 'Dell-Doo'. Thank You! Don't worry, I don't think I'll be abandoning this fic. . . No, not yet. And Thank You 'BabyPan' for reviewing almost every chapter of my story so far!