Chapter 5
Snape's new nemesis
"This is an outrage, let's complain to McGonagall," said Ron at lunch. They had had the entire morning to let the news that the entire school had landed in detention. "It has to be the first time something like this has happened."
"Not really" replied Hermione. "But it doesn't happen often, that's true. If you ask me we really did deserve it.
Ron couldn't argue with that.
Several of the others complained almost as loudly as Ron had over the day, some of them even went to McGonagall to complain, but those who did came back looking no smarter because she had told them that it suited them well and that they should learn to respect their teachers.
***
Severus Snape was stuck with brewing Lupin's Wolfbane potion again and he was far from happy about it. like he had nothing better to do after a day of teaching those ungrateful, disrespectful little brats.
He couldn't understand why that annoying werewolf were doing snooping around the castle anyway. Wait a minute. yes, he did. He was after little Miss-New-Defence-Against-the-Dark-Arts-teacher- Venara.
Snape snorted. Like he had a chance at her. He remembered the school days and in spite of all the efforts Black put into pursuing her he came up short. Why should a werewolf do any better? Why should that little Nancy-boy do any better than the school's biggest hound dog?
Venara had class, he had to give her that. But she was far away from his type. She proved that when she started spending time with Black and Potter and with Lupin drooling after her from around corners.
There had been something very odd about that girl in school and it was something very odd about her today. In school she had always worn a stupid hat, till Black gave her that headband she wore till this day.
But it wasn't just that, her pose, the way she talked, the way no curse had ever stuck on her. something was very odd indeed and one day he would expose her for what she really was. No matter what that was.
He released a dramatic sigh as he stirred the potion.
Suddenly it was a terrible racket coming from one of the upstairs levels and he left his office in a hurry and marched upstairs to find one of the mongrels Venara had dragged with her to the school crouched down and clutching his head.
"So" he said and the young man turned to him, the same type of expression his father had, the savage caveman-type look. Long, thick black tangle in his eyes. "We meet again."
"The pleasure is all yours" said the young man.
Snape's gaze met the young man's steel blue eyes. "So, Angelus, is it? who do you think you are fooling? I know exactly who you are, no wonder your mother sent you off to America with your godmother, she probably recognised those bad genes for what they were."
A fire burned in Angelus' eyes as he measured the Potions Master, silently swearing revenge. "No wonder my father hated you. I guess he recognised evil for what it was."
"Speaking of which. I did not kill thirteen people. Mr.. Black, is it?"
Angelus' blood were boiling in his veins. He was exposed for who he was, but he didn't care. "So, I am the son of Sirius Black, what's in it for you, you snivelling little weasel? That was your nickname, wasn't it. Snivellus?"
It was Snape's turn to get agitated. He whipped out his wand just as Angelus did the same, but nothing more happened because Venara came marching towards them.
"Sirius Horatio Angelus Black, what in God's name is going on here? Severus?"
Snape frowned. "That's your name, is it?"
"You have a problem with that, Snivellus?" Angelus bit back. "Friends call me Angelus, but you can-"
"Angelus!" Venara saw what was coming and thanked higher forces that she had been there to stop it. "Come here, right now."
He shot daggers at Snape with his glare as he passed him and followed his godmother.
When the two of them were out of earshot she grabbed a hold of his elbow and whirled him around at her. "What the hell were you thinking, picking a fight with Severus?" She sighed. "Apparently you have your father's temper. Severus is a dangerous enemy, one you shouldn't agitate. You have no idea what he's capable of."
"Why did my mother hand me over to you?" He sought her gaze.
"Oh, God. Your mother wasn't fit for parenting to say it like it is. Your father found it better that I took you with me to America to keep you safe from Voldemort." She ran a hand over his cheek and he allowed it. "It's a painfully long story. Your father would more than love to have you with him, but first of all he was single and second he was a pain in Voldemort's ass. It was to save your lives, love, nothing else."
"Who else knows who I am?"
"Dumbledore and Remus."
He sighed. "He badmouthed my parents, no one does that without suffering the consequences."
"Oh, no, don't you pick a fight with him."
He met her gaze. "Ok" he whispered, but they both knew it was a lie.
She strode off and left him standing there on his own while a plan slowly started forming in his head. He would have his revenge, he swore on his father's head.
"Angelus!"
He turned around to find the same girl he had seen in Diagon Alley earlier, Hermione Granger, he thought her name was. "Hermione was it?"
"Yes. How are you?"
"Where's your friends?"
"Around. I just came from Muggle Studies."
"Look" he said to her. "A bright young girl as yourself should know most about things around here, am I right?"
Hermione blushed. "It depends on what you mean."
"Severus Snape, what do you know about him?"
***
Venara knew that Angelus never turned his back on a fight, whoever his opponent was. Like his father he had a vile temper, a thirst for revenge and a charming appearance that made him get exactly what he wanted.
She had hoped that she would manage to tune down that temper when she took him and his twin sister with her to America, but so far that had failed. She just hoped that he wouldn't get himself into any more trouble.
Their history wasn't the most charming or romantic. Their parents usually hated each other, but one night they had got so pissed that they found each other attractive and Sirius Horatio Angelus and Charity Hope Eowita were the outcome of that. Angelus and Eowita was what her people called the twins and these were the names they used.
She just hoped that they would never learn the entire truth about why they existed. Venara had come up with some story that their parents weren't mature enough. The entire truth was that she, Venara, had been ordered by Sirius to kidnap the kids from their Death Eater mother and brought to safety. Sirius was to take them after their mother had gone down with Voldemort, unfortunately that never happened.
Someone knocked on the door to her office and she was shaken from her string of thought. She opened and found Lupin on the other side. "Just the man I wanted to see. I need your help with something."
***
It was morning when Angelus left the dungeons, wearing Harry's cloak. He had borrowed it from him for a deposit of 11 sickles. I'll let Harry keep the money, this was worth fifty galleons thought Angelus with a smile as he hurried up the stairs.
***
Harry, Ron and Hermione had just sat down at the Gryffindor table when they discovered that something was awfully wrong at the teachers' table. Snape was missing.
"Wonder where he is" said Ron. The words had barely escaped his lips when the head of Slytherin House entered the Great Hall wearing shocking pink robes(!), with a glittering rainbow in the front.
Some of Ron's cereals nearly went down the wrong hatch, Hermione whimpered to keep from laughing while Harry just gaped.
But that wasn't the worst part, he also had golden blonde dreadlocks, tied with neat, royal blue silk ribbons.
The strangest of it all was that he managed to keep his posture. Most people thought this was a terrible joke, but no one dared to laugh in fright of the penalty that might follow if they dared doing something as suicidal as that.
Fransisca, however, slid her chair away from the table and looked down at the floor while she covered her mouth with her hand.
Venara threw the butter knife onto the table and shook her head before she buried it in her hands with a exasperated expression.
The rest of the teachers tried desperately to look anywhere but at Snape, but both McGonagall and Flitwick failed in this attempt.
Dumbledore looked at the Potions Master with a puzzled expression and said something in which Snape said something to Venara, who nodded and said something back.
Snape turned his heel and stormed out of there.
A few seconds later Venara got to her feet and left the Great Hall, followed closely by Fransisca. However, the doors hadn't even closed behind them before they both exploded in fits of laughter.
"It seems as it was a bad idea loaning your cloak to Angelus" said Hermione matter-of-factly.
"You think he did it?"
"Of course, Ron, who else had the opportunity to sneak into his private chambers without being detected and do. that?"
"I don't know about you, but Angelus just rose in my book" muttered Harry.
"I'm afraid we soon will have a war on our hands."
"Seems like he isn't afraid of Snape, seems like the Potions Master has got himself a brand new nemesis. I can't wait to see the sequel to this incident" said Harry.
All three was dead sure that it wouldn't be long before the Head of Slytherin retorted.
Snape's new nemesis
"This is an outrage, let's complain to McGonagall," said Ron at lunch. They had had the entire morning to let the news that the entire school had landed in detention. "It has to be the first time something like this has happened."
"Not really" replied Hermione. "But it doesn't happen often, that's true. If you ask me we really did deserve it.
Ron couldn't argue with that.
Several of the others complained almost as loudly as Ron had over the day, some of them even went to McGonagall to complain, but those who did came back looking no smarter because she had told them that it suited them well and that they should learn to respect their teachers.
***
Severus Snape was stuck with brewing Lupin's Wolfbane potion again and he was far from happy about it. like he had nothing better to do after a day of teaching those ungrateful, disrespectful little brats.
He couldn't understand why that annoying werewolf were doing snooping around the castle anyway. Wait a minute. yes, he did. He was after little Miss-New-Defence-Against-the-Dark-Arts-teacher- Venara.
Snape snorted. Like he had a chance at her. He remembered the school days and in spite of all the efforts Black put into pursuing her he came up short. Why should a werewolf do any better? Why should that little Nancy-boy do any better than the school's biggest hound dog?
Venara had class, he had to give her that. But she was far away from his type. She proved that when she started spending time with Black and Potter and with Lupin drooling after her from around corners.
There had been something very odd about that girl in school and it was something very odd about her today. In school she had always worn a stupid hat, till Black gave her that headband she wore till this day.
But it wasn't just that, her pose, the way she talked, the way no curse had ever stuck on her. something was very odd indeed and one day he would expose her for what she really was. No matter what that was.
He released a dramatic sigh as he stirred the potion.
Suddenly it was a terrible racket coming from one of the upstairs levels and he left his office in a hurry and marched upstairs to find one of the mongrels Venara had dragged with her to the school crouched down and clutching his head.
"So" he said and the young man turned to him, the same type of expression his father had, the savage caveman-type look. Long, thick black tangle in his eyes. "We meet again."
"The pleasure is all yours" said the young man.
Snape's gaze met the young man's steel blue eyes. "So, Angelus, is it? who do you think you are fooling? I know exactly who you are, no wonder your mother sent you off to America with your godmother, she probably recognised those bad genes for what they were."
A fire burned in Angelus' eyes as he measured the Potions Master, silently swearing revenge. "No wonder my father hated you. I guess he recognised evil for what it was."
"Speaking of which. I did not kill thirteen people. Mr.. Black, is it?"
Angelus' blood were boiling in his veins. He was exposed for who he was, but he didn't care. "So, I am the son of Sirius Black, what's in it for you, you snivelling little weasel? That was your nickname, wasn't it. Snivellus?"
It was Snape's turn to get agitated. He whipped out his wand just as Angelus did the same, but nothing more happened because Venara came marching towards them.
"Sirius Horatio Angelus Black, what in God's name is going on here? Severus?"
Snape frowned. "That's your name, is it?"
"You have a problem with that, Snivellus?" Angelus bit back. "Friends call me Angelus, but you can-"
"Angelus!" Venara saw what was coming and thanked higher forces that she had been there to stop it. "Come here, right now."
He shot daggers at Snape with his glare as he passed him and followed his godmother.
When the two of them were out of earshot she grabbed a hold of his elbow and whirled him around at her. "What the hell were you thinking, picking a fight with Severus?" She sighed. "Apparently you have your father's temper. Severus is a dangerous enemy, one you shouldn't agitate. You have no idea what he's capable of."
"Why did my mother hand me over to you?" He sought her gaze.
"Oh, God. Your mother wasn't fit for parenting to say it like it is. Your father found it better that I took you with me to America to keep you safe from Voldemort." She ran a hand over his cheek and he allowed it. "It's a painfully long story. Your father would more than love to have you with him, but first of all he was single and second he was a pain in Voldemort's ass. It was to save your lives, love, nothing else."
"Who else knows who I am?"
"Dumbledore and Remus."
He sighed. "He badmouthed my parents, no one does that without suffering the consequences."
"Oh, no, don't you pick a fight with him."
He met her gaze. "Ok" he whispered, but they both knew it was a lie.
She strode off and left him standing there on his own while a plan slowly started forming in his head. He would have his revenge, he swore on his father's head.
"Angelus!"
He turned around to find the same girl he had seen in Diagon Alley earlier, Hermione Granger, he thought her name was. "Hermione was it?"
"Yes. How are you?"
"Where's your friends?"
"Around. I just came from Muggle Studies."
"Look" he said to her. "A bright young girl as yourself should know most about things around here, am I right?"
Hermione blushed. "It depends on what you mean."
"Severus Snape, what do you know about him?"
***
Venara knew that Angelus never turned his back on a fight, whoever his opponent was. Like his father he had a vile temper, a thirst for revenge and a charming appearance that made him get exactly what he wanted.
She had hoped that she would manage to tune down that temper when she took him and his twin sister with her to America, but so far that had failed. She just hoped that he wouldn't get himself into any more trouble.
Their history wasn't the most charming or romantic. Their parents usually hated each other, but one night they had got so pissed that they found each other attractive and Sirius Horatio Angelus and Charity Hope Eowita were the outcome of that. Angelus and Eowita was what her people called the twins and these were the names they used.
She just hoped that they would never learn the entire truth about why they existed. Venara had come up with some story that their parents weren't mature enough. The entire truth was that she, Venara, had been ordered by Sirius to kidnap the kids from their Death Eater mother and brought to safety. Sirius was to take them after their mother had gone down with Voldemort, unfortunately that never happened.
Someone knocked on the door to her office and she was shaken from her string of thought. She opened and found Lupin on the other side. "Just the man I wanted to see. I need your help with something."
***
It was morning when Angelus left the dungeons, wearing Harry's cloak. He had borrowed it from him for a deposit of 11 sickles. I'll let Harry keep the money, this was worth fifty galleons thought Angelus with a smile as he hurried up the stairs.
***
Harry, Ron and Hermione had just sat down at the Gryffindor table when they discovered that something was awfully wrong at the teachers' table. Snape was missing.
"Wonder where he is" said Ron. The words had barely escaped his lips when the head of Slytherin House entered the Great Hall wearing shocking pink robes(!), with a glittering rainbow in the front.
Some of Ron's cereals nearly went down the wrong hatch, Hermione whimpered to keep from laughing while Harry just gaped.
But that wasn't the worst part, he also had golden blonde dreadlocks, tied with neat, royal blue silk ribbons.
The strangest of it all was that he managed to keep his posture. Most people thought this was a terrible joke, but no one dared to laugh in fright of the penalty that might follow if they dared doing something as suicidal as that.
Fransisca, however, slid her chair away from the table and looked down at the floor while she covered her mouth with her hand.
Venara threw the butter knife onto the table and shook her head before she buried it in her hands with a exasperated expression.
The rest of the teachers tried desperately to look anywhere but at Snape, but both McGonagall and Flitwick failed in this attempt.
Dumbledore looked at the Potions Master with a puzzled expression and said something in which Snape said something to Venara, who nodded and said something back.
Snape turned his heel and stormed out of there.
A few seconds later Venara got to her feet and left the Great Hall, followed closely by Fransisca. However, the doors hadn't even closed behind them before they both exploded in fits of laughter.
"It seems as it was a bad idea loaning your cloak to Angelus" said Hermione matter-of-factly.
"You think he did it?"
"Of course, Ron, who else had the opportunity to sneak into his private chambers without being detected and do. that?"
"I don't know about you, but Angelus just rose in my book" muttered Harry.
"I'm afraid we soon will have a war on our hands."
"Seems like he isn't afraid of Snape, seems like the Potions Master has got himself a brand new nemesis. I can't wait to see the sequel to this incident" said Harry.
All three was dead sure that it wouldn't be long before the Head of Slytherin retorted.