Chapter 2: The Meeting
The doorbell rang, and Severus went to the door in three surprisingly long strides. Since it was late in the summer, Severus was not in his normal black teaching robes, but black slacks and an off-white, silk, button-up shirt. --Great, the little American has finally decided to come. She's . . . -- Severus checked his watch. -- . . . Twenty minutes late.-- He sighed and finally opened the door.
What he saw was a bit shocking. A petite girl of a curvy figure that looked to be of her late 20s was standing before him. She had five bags of luggage and a bag containing a black and white electric guitar. Another oddity about her was her brown hair with a bit of red on the ends. The peculiar hair reached the girl's shoulder blades, but it was definitely intriguing. Also, Severus was slightly taken aback by the girl's choice of clothing.
--Is this what they wore in Manhattan? It's quite odd.--
Her clothing consisted of tight, black, leather pants and a white and black striped shirt that hung loosely on one shoulder. She had boots with incredibly high heels; Severus wondered how she could walk in them.
The girl, with a sarcastic tone that could run against Severus' said, "Take a picture, it'll last longer."
It was then that Severus noticed he was staring. He scowled and took her bags and handed it to a house-elf.
Noticing the roughness her bags were getting, once Severus got to her guitar, Zora called out, "Be careful with that! Money doesn't grow on trees, you know."
Severus smirked, he had to of been older then this girl by 10 years at the most. He ignored Zora's request and handed it to the house elf a bit rougher then he intended. He noticed the scowling of Zora and sneered.
Truthfully, Zora was in awe of how fine a place it was. Marble floors, spacious rooms, house elves, and luxurious furniture, it had it all. --This guy, Snape I believe, is sure to be a definite English asshole. Oh what fun.-- Zora rolled her eyes.
"Is there something bothering you, Miss Blaire?" inquired Severus. He had obviously seen the eye roll.
"Nah, but if I find something bothersome, I'll be sure to tell you," she replied, a sneer upon her face. It looked as if Severus had some competition.
"Good," Severus said, his cold, black eyes boring into Zora's emerald ones. "If you need to find your room, just snap your fingers and a house elf will come to help you. Now if you will excuse me, I have some papers to grade." Severus attempted to leave.
"Hold it," Zora said. Severus stopped. "You are a teacher?!" Severus gave a curt nod and Zora busted out laughing. "I am so glad I don't have you as a teacher. Imagine."
"What is so funny about me teaching, Miss Blaire?" Severus raised a brow.
Soon, Zora stopped laughing and said, "Well, Mr. Snape," Severus mumbled something that sounded like, 'Professor'. Zora heard this, "I mean-- Professor Snape, with your cruel demeanor, I have no doubt that your students must fear you. Tell me, were you part of Slytherin?"
"Yes, I'm head of the house, Miss Blaire."
"Figures." With that, Zora walked off to explore the house, but yelled to Severus, "Oh yeah! My name's Zora!"
The doorbell rang, and Severus went to the door in three surprisingly long strides. Since it was late in the summer, Severus was not in his normal black teaching robes, but black slacks and an off-white, silk, button-up shirt. --Great, the little American has finally decided to come. She's . . . -- Severus checked his watch. -- . . . Twenty minutes late.-- He sighed and finally opened the door.
What he saw was a bit shocking. A petite girl of a curvy figure that looked to be of her late 20s was standing before him. She had five bags of luggage and a bag containing a black and white electric guitar. Another oddity about her was her brown hair with a bit of red on the ends. The peculiar hair reached the girl's shoulder blades, but it was definitely intriguing. Also, Severus was slightly taken aback by the girl's choice of clothing.
--Is this what they wore in Manhattan? It's quite odd.--
Her clothing consisted of tight, black, leather pants and a white and black striped shirt that hung loosely on one shoulder. She had boots with incredibly high heels; Severus wondered how she could walk in them.
The girl, with a sarcastic tone that could run against Severus' said, "Take a picture, it'll last longer."
It was then that Severus noticed he was staring. He scowled and took her bags and handed it to a house-elf.
Noticing the roughness her bags were getting, once Severus got to her guitar, Zora called out, "Be careful with that! Money doesn't grow on trees, you know."
Severus smirked, he had to of been older then this girl by 10 years at the most. He ignored Zora's request and handed it to the house elf a bit rougher then he intended. He noticed the scowling of Zora and sneered.
Truthfully, Zora was in awe of how fine a place it was. Marble floors, spacious rooms, house elves, and luxurious furniture, it had it all. --This guy, Snape I believe, is sure to be a definite English asshole. Oh what fun.-- Zora rolled her eyes.
"Is there something bothering you, Miss Blaire?" inquired Severus. He had obviously seen the eye roll.
"Nah, but if I find something bothersome, I'll be sure to tell you," she replied, a sneer upon her face. It looked as if Severus had some competition.
"Good," Severus said, his cold, black eyes boring into Zora's emerald ones. "If you need to find your room, just snap your fingers and a house elf will come to help you. Now if you will excuse me, I have some papers to grade." Severus attempted to leave.
"Hold it," Zora said. Severus stopped. "You are a teacher?!" Severus gave a curt nod and Zora busted out laughing. "I am so glad I don't have you as a teacher. Imagine."
"What is so funny about me teaching, Miss Blaire?" Severus raised a brow.
Soon, Zora stopped laughing and said, "Well, Mr. Snape," Severus mumbled something that sounded like, 'Professor'. Zora heard this, "I mean-- Professor Snape, with your cruel demeanor, I have no doubt that your students must fear you. Tell me, were you part of Slytherin?"
"Yes, I'm head of the house, Miss Blaire."
"Figures." With that, Zora walked off to explore the house, but yelled to Severus, "Oh yeah! My name's Zora!"
