When Two Hearts Become One
By: Jessica Russo
Disclaimer- Harry Potter is not mine! Only certain characters are!
Hiya! Well, I'm back!!! YAY!!!! LOL :-P I moved about two years ago, and my computer broke down, so I couldn't update or anything!!!! But a couple of weeks ago, I got a new one, AND IT'S EVEN BETTER THAN THE LAST ONE!!!! WOO-HOO!!! As almost everyone knows, the 5th Harry Potter book was published last year, and I still haven't read the fourth book or the new one, so I ask of those who read this to not hurt me too bad! Lol :-P But anywho, because I haven't worked on this story in a really, really, long time, I will try my best for it to be as good as the first chapter, I promise!! AND I THANK THE PEOPLES WHO REVIEWED MY STORY!!!! I LOVE YOU ALL (yes, even those who flamed me...)!!!!
Chapter 2: The First Day of Classes
Harry was walking quickly to the Potions room. He was very curious about the new assistant, Ms. Willows. He pondered if she knew about Professor Snape yet. 'Poor woman...' he thought. Then, he heard footsteps running through the hallway. He turned around to see Ron and Hermione holding hands and rushing toward him through the crowd. He stopped until they reached him.
"Sorry, Harry." Hermione apologized.
"That's all right." Harry replied.
"What do you think about Ms. Willows? You think she'll run away as soon as she sees Snape?" Ron chuckled, and his head was facing Harry and Hermione. He then thumped into something and fell to the ground. When he looked up, he saw Snape looking down at him.
"I can assure you, Mr. Weasley, I have not terrified her yet. I'm glad you're showing some concern for someone other than Ms. Granger and Mr. Potter." The four of them glanced at each other. Then Snape turned around and they all walked into the door of the Potions class. Harry saw Ms. Willows sitting in a desk next to Snape's, jotting something with her quill ink pen. She
looked up at him and flashed a small and warm smile. Her blue eyes were practically crystal clear. They looked like blue topazes in a silver cloud, for she had a silver lining around them. He had never seen eyes like hers, and he found them.... fascinating. The group of friends sat at a table in the front of the classroom. The big wooden door flew open, slamming into the stone wall. Snape made his way to his desk and stood in front of it.
"Welcome back, students. As for those of you who are new, I expect you will behave properly in this Potions class. There will be no foolishness, or your house will lose points. I am also the head of Slytherin house." He paused to look at the new and familiar faces. "I would also like to introduce to you my assistant, Ms. Willows." He looked back at her, and she stood tall with her hands folded and her raven hair flowing to her mid-back. "You will treat her with respect or you will lose points for that, too. She will be help us mix potions and sometimes writing notes on the blackboard." She again gazed into his eyes, he stared back into hers. A strange feeling came over him; it felt as if she was putting him under a spell of some sort. It's not that he did or didn't like it, but... he didn't know what to do. "... Ms. Willows?..." Snape interrupted. They both jumped a little when they heard Snape's voice boom.
"Sorry, Professor Snape..." the new woman said. She paused, then continued. "Hello, young people. Yes, I am a Muggle, but Headmaster Dumbledore said Mr. Zinckerstan and myself have something in us which he likes. As a result, he let us come here to study your world. Please, I am not here to interfere with anything or anyone of the Wizarding world. We are here to help you as much as we can. We are also here to learn, just like you. If you have any questions or appropriate comments, you may say your piece." Harry raised his hand slowly. "Yes, Mr. Potter?" The students' eyes widened a bit.
"H-How did you know my name, Ms. Willows?" he asked curiously. She smiled at him.
"I forgot to mention that the Headmaster was interested in my psychic abilities." she told him politely.
"If you don't mind me asking, what do you mean? What can you do with them?" Harry questioned.
"Well, I can't necessarily see into the future, but I can see what will happen next. I can't tell you what will happen 5 years from now, only the immediate future. But in order for me to do that, I have to read someone's mind first. It's very complicated to explain in detail." she said.
"So what you're saying is that you can't use your true powers unless you can read minds or thoughts?"
"Yes, exactly. Because of my abilities, I haven't been able to live freely in the Muggle world."
"How old are you, Ms. Willows?"
"I'll be twenty on January 1st, Harry."
"You're so young. And you're a teacher..."
"Ah-ah, not yet. Maybe I will be, though. I have to see if I like this first. I'm only training as of right now. So, Harry, you're fifteen, and you live with your aunt and-..."
"This is not the time, Ms. Willows," Professor Snape interrupted again, "we do have a class to teach."
"I apologize, Professor Snape. It won't happen again. If you wish to see me after class, you all may do so." She sat down again and continued writing with her pen. He sat there, mystified at how intelligent and mysterious she was. He also wondered about her beauty- her ebony black mane, her electrifying blue gaze.....