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Chapter 9: Narcissa?
"This is wrong. This is wrong. This is so wrong!" Emmy chanted as we walked towards the dungeons.
"Shut up, Emmy!" I said. "At least you only have to make sure nobody goes down to the dungeons! I have to go into Snape's office!"
"She's right, Emmy," Sapph said. She then turned to me. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?"
I nodded. "I need to do this, Sapph."
"But to use the same charms as you did to your mother…" she trailed off, lost in thought.
"I know, but it's the only plan I have."
We stopped in the girls' bathroom, where I would be changing my appearance. I was assured by Emmy that students wouldn't be anywhere near the dungeons, so I would have some time alone with that slimy bastard. I shuddered, knowing that there was no turning back.
"Explain to us again how this charm is going to work," Emmy said.
"Unfortunately, only those who are related to me by blood will see my real appearance then see the fake. It will flash between the two."
They looked at me, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. "How did you learn such a spell?" Sapph asked.
"I learned it at the Academy. They wanted me to be an Auror, so I had to go through training while I was in school. I was the only trainee though. It's handy, especially if you were in Rykiel and wanted to get a Sciara in trouble."
"Sciara is a Gryffindor, right?" Emmy asked.
I nodded. "I used it all the time after I learned it. Mrs. Gallo was so strict! Then the person I changed into wondered why they had detention!" I laughed at the memory of the stupid people I got in trouble.
"So, in other words, it's like the Polyjuice Potion, right?" Sapph asked.
"In a way, it is, because you transform into another person. It's different, because only your blood relatives can see the real you."
They both nodded. "Well, here goes," I said, aiming my wand at my face and thinking about my mother. "Transforma!"
My raven black hair grew longer until it reached my bottom, turned a pale brown, strawberry blonde, then the silvery blonde my mother has. Instead of changing my dark brown eyes to my mother's gray, I settled for a smoky blue.
Sapph and Emmy gasped when the transformation was complete. "Adriana?" they asked in unison.
I smiled. "Yes, it's me. Are you guys ready?" They nodded. "Let's go."
The three of us walked down the corridor, towards Snape's office. "Do you remember the signal if someone is coming?" I asked.
"Yes," Sapph answered. She held up a small beeper. "Tap this three times with our wands and you'll feel it shake."
I nodded. Sometimes, you just have to love those Muggles for making vibrating beepers. Luckily, we made our own and infused it with magic. It's a lot easier for us, since electric objects don't work at Hogwarts.
"Well, this is it," Emmy said when we reached their station. She hugged me and said, "We hope to God that he isn't your father."
I giggled nervously. "Thanks, guys. I'll keep that in mind if I ever want to torture you."
They giggled, hugged me again, and sent me off by myself towards Snape's office. My entire body was shaking. My hands were sweaty. "He's not your father," I kept saying in my head. "He's not your father."
I stopped at his office door and stopped. Did I really want to do this?
"Of course I do!" I muttered under my breath, knocking on the door.
His cold voice broke the silence. "Enter!" he snapped.
With a trembling hand, I opened the door and entered his office. He was hunched over his desk, marking papers, muttering, "This looks as if a three-year-old wrote this! F!"
I shut the door behind me, but he gave no notice of my presence in the room. I really started shaking. "P-professor Snape?" I said, trying to control myself.
"What?" his head snapped up. At first, his face was screwed up in frustration, probably because I interrupted him while he was grading papers. Then, his face visibly paled and his black eyes went wide. The next word out of his mouth shocked me.
"Narcissa?!?"
(A/N/) Oh, boy we're in trouble! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review!