Disclaimer: The characters belong to JK Rowling. I am only using them to
amuse myself and others.
A/N: Hello again everyone! I know it's been a while since I last updated, but real life has gotten in the way. However, since this story was previously written for a fest and is therefore already completed, I should be able to release a chapter each week. Now to thank all of my awesome reviewers: the counter: A well written romance is an enjoyable read.
lillinfields: I'm glad you like this. :)
Draculella: Yes, Severus certainly won't make things easy for Dobby.
Guava-juice: Interesting ideas of what Dobby will do. You might just see some of them later on in the story.
idril.tinuviel: Thanks! I wasn't really sure about the title at first, but I'm glad so many people like it.
Tigris Tethys Silvanus Bellona Draconis: It's nice to hear that you want more of the story. Don't worry, the chapters get much longer later in the story.
ToonTownCutie: Thanks! I like Dobby too, he's such a useful little character.
ataraxis: Thanks for the suggestions. Hopefully this chapter is better for formatting.
And now, on with the story...
~ Chapter 2 ~
It was early May before Dobby had come up with a sufficient plan for his matchmaking scheme. He had decided that the only reason the two men hated each other so vehemently was because they had never gotten to know each other. Therefore, the only thing Dobby had to do was figure out a way in which he could get the two wizards to spend more time with each other. That, however, was going to be a problem. Harry Potter was usually surrounded by people, or else working on homework whereas Professor Snape was never seen outside of his chambers except for meals, classes, and when he was overseeing a detention. A detention...hmm...that just might work. If he could get Harry Potter a detention with Professor Snape, the two would be able to get to know one another and fall in love! With his plan set, Dobby raced to the dungeon, knowing that the seventh year Gryffindors and Slytherins were currently in potions class. It was the perfect opportunity to set his plan into action.
* * *
Harry sat in the back of the potions classroom, fussing over his cauldron. His potion, while supposed to be a calm shade of blue, had obtained a vivid green color. As he set about correcting it, Harry once again lamented the fact that he needed to do well in this class in order to get into Auror training. While he had improved somewhat over the past two years, his skill in potion brewing was barely proficient. In fact, it was an amazing that he had been able to get into Snape's N.E.W.T. level potions class. Harry had not received the "O" necessary to join the class, but suspected that the Headmaster had convinced (or, more likely, forced) Snape to accept him. To make matters worse, Ron had dropped potions, so he, Harry, was left alone. Sure, he had Hermione, but as her potions always turned out perfectly, she held little understanding of his plight. Harry turned his thoughts back to his potion as he heard a suspicious sounding "plop" issue from the cauldron. Anger rising, Harry turned to glare at Malfoy, believing him to be responsible. However, the blond Slytherin was at the front of the room, stirring his own potion and paying no attention to the Gryffindor in the back of the classroom. It was then that the potion in Harry's cauldron began to hiss ominously. Sure enough, the contents of the cauldron soon spattered over everything within a three-foot radius of Harry's work area.
"POTTER!" yelled an irate Snape as the Potions Master stalked over to the now potion-drenched young man. "What have you done?!?!"
"Sir, I don't know why the potion reacted like that," Harry said, quickly becoming worried due to the anger flashing in his professor's eyes.
"Let's see, Mr. Potter. Perhaps the potion exploded due to your inability to brew any potion correctly. Since your ineptitude endangered the lives of your fellow classmates, you will receive detention," Snape stated with a smirk.
"Endangered the lives of my classmates! If you didn't notice, I am covered from head to toe in the potion and I seem to be just fine. I don't see why you have to give me a detention – I didn't do anything wrong!"
"Make that a week of detention and 20 points from Gryffindor for questioning my reasoning. Now that you have finished interrupting my class, everyone will return to their potions while Potter cleans up this mess."
Harry glared at Snape but did as he was told, not wanting to lose any more points for Gryffindor. He supposed that he shouldn't have been surprised by the points being taken (Snape looked for any excuse to take points from any house but his own), but a week's worth of detention! It wasn't as if his potion was dangerous – besides, he was the only one who had gotten hit by any and he highly doubted that Snape cared about his welfare. As class ended, Harry hurried to leave the classroom as soon as possible, but was held back by a cold voice saying, "Mr. Potter, you will stay behind so we can discuss your detentions."
Harry waited as the rest of the class hurried out the door. After the last student was gone, Snape began speaking, "You will report to the dungeons directly after dinner starting next Monday. At that time, I will inform you as to what task you are to accomplish. You will remain here as long as it takes you to finish your task. Any questions?"
Harry glared at Snape for the second time that lesson, but answered dutifully, "No, Sir."
During this time Harry and Professor Snape were too busy arranging the detentions to notice a small creature slip through the half-open door, a large smile gracing its lips. Phase one of Dobby's plan was complete.
A/N: Hello again everyone! I know it's been a while since I last updated, but real life has gotten in the way. However, since this story was previously written for a fest and is therefore already completed, I should be able to release a chapter each week. Now to thank all of my awesome reviewers: the counter: A well written romance is an enjoyable read.
lillinfields: I'm glad you like this. :)
Draculella: Yes, Severus certainly won't make things easy for Dobby.
Guava-juice: Interesting ideas of what Dobby will do. You might just see some of them later on in the story.
idril.tinuviel: Thanks! I wasn't really sure about the title at first, but I'm glad so many people like it.
Tigris Tethys Silvanus Bellona Draconis: It's nice to hear that you want more of the story. Don't worry, the chapters get much longer later in the story.
ToonTownCutie: Thanks! I like Dobby too, he's such a useful little character.
ataraxis: Thanks for the suggestions. Hopefully this chapter is better for formatting.
And now, on with the story...
~ Chapter 2 ~
It was early May before Dobby had come up with a sufficient plan for his matchmaking scheme. He had decided that the only reason the two men hated each other so vehemently was because they had never gotten to know each other. Therefore, the only thing Dobby had to do was figure out a way in which he could get the two wizards to spend more time with each other. That, however, was going to be a problem. Harry Potter was usually surrounded by people, or else working on homework whereas Professor Snape was never seen outside of his chambers except for meals, classes, and when he was overseeing a detention. A detention...hmm...that just might work. If he could get Harry Potter a detention with Professor Snape, the two would be able to get to know one another and fall in love! With his plan set, Dobby raced to the dungeon, knowing that the seventh year Gryffindors and Slytherins were currently in potions class. It was the perfect opportunity to set his plan into action.
* * *
Harry sat in the back of the potions classroom, fussing over his cauldron. His potion, while supposed to be a calm shade of blue, had obtained a vivid green color. As he set about correcting it, Harry once again lamented the fact that he needed to do well in this class in order to get into Auror training. While he had improved somewhat over the past two years, his skill in potion brewing was barely proficient. In fact, it was an amazing that he had been able to get into Snape's N.E.W.T. level potions class. Harry had not received the "O" necessary to join the class, but suspected that the Headmaster had convinced (or, more likely, forced) Snape to accept him. To make matters worse, Ron had dropped potions, so he, Harry, was left alone. Sure, he had Hermione, but as her potions always turned out perfectly, she held little understanding of his plight. Harry turned his thoughts back to his potion as he heard a suspicious sounding "plop" issue from the cauldron. Anger rising, Harry turned to glare at Malfoy, believing him to be responsible. However, the blond Slytherin was at the front of the room, stirring his own potion and paying no attention to the Gryffindor in the back of the classroom. It was then that the potion in Harry's cauldron began to hiss ominously. Sure enough, the contents of the cauldron soon spattered over everything within a three-foot radius of Harry's work area.
"POTTER!" yelled an irate Snape as the Potions Master stalked over to the now potion-drenched young man. "What have you done?!?!"
"Sir, I don't know why the potion reacted like that," Harry said, quickly becoming worried due to the anger flashing in his professor's eyes.
"Let's see, Mr. Potter. Perhaps the potion exploded due to your inability to brew any potion correctly. Since your ineptitude endangered the lives of your fellow classmates, you will receive detention," Snape stated with a smirk.
"Endangered the lives of my classmates! If you didn't notice, I am covered from head to toe in the potion and I seem to be just fine. I don't see why you have to give me a detention – I didn't do anything wrong!"
"Make that a week of detention and 20 points from Gryffindor for questioning my reasoning. Now that you have finished interrupting my class, everyone will return to their potions while Potter cleans up this mess."
Harry glared at Snape but did as he was told, not wanting to lose any more points for Gryffindor. He supposed that he shouldn't have been surprised by the points being taken (Snape looked for any excuse to take points from any house but his own), but a week's worth of detention! It wasn't as if his potion was dangerous – besides, he was the only one who had gotten hit by any and he highly doubted that Snape cared about his welfare. As class ended, Harry hurried to leave the classroom as soon as possible, but was held back by a cold voice saying, "Mr. Potter, you will stay behind so we can discuss your detentions."
Harry waited as the rest of the class hurried out the door. After the last student was gone, Snape began speaking, "You will report to the dungeons directly after dinner starting next Monday. At that time, I will inform you as to what task you are to accomplish. You will remain here as long as it takes you to finish your task. Any questions?"
Harry glared at Snape for the second time that lesson, but answered dutifully, "No, Sir."
During this time Harry and Professor Snape were too busy arranging the detentions to notice a small creature slip through the half-open door, a large smile gracing its lips. Phase one of Dobby's plan was complete.