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Chapter 4 – Wake up call
Elizabeth woke at five the next morning and took a shower before stepping back into her room half an hour later. It took her another half hour just to pick out clothes to wear to Hogsmeade and breakfast, "muggle clothes should do fine." she picked out a cherry red spaghetti strap tank and a black knee-length skirt with red flip-flops and accessorized with a small silver heart-shaped locket and small silver loop earrings.
Liz pulled half her hair up into a messy bun then accessed her reflection in the mirror, smoothing her palms down her skirt. "I'm ready. It's six o'clock already," she noted, "Time for Severus' wake up call." She grinned evilly and concocted a plan. Snape hated morning people. He would loathe her when she was done with him.
Liz glided out her portrait door, she didn't have an official painting of her choice yet, and noted that Snape's rooms were, as Albus had mentioned, right next door. He had a painting of a green and silver snake with a black background guarding the entrance. She pulled out her wand, to be sure that he had not set any traps for her and found nothing. She sensed that Snape was still deep asleep in his bed. She would definitely have to make some strong coffee. All she had to do was get inside.
The snake in the painting was asleep. "Hello?" Nothing. "Maybe if I tickle it?" She lightly rubbed a finger over the bumpy surface of the snake's belly. The snake writhed and and hissed in pleasure. Liz quickly apologized for waking the creature, "I don't suppose you speak English?"
She jumped when the snake responded. I do actually, the dark man inside charmed me to. Not many humassss isss parselmouthsss. What are you talking to me fore We neversss hasss visitor's."
"Actually, I was hoping to get inside and wake Professor Snape, the dark man you speak of. I'm trying to get him to be my friends the dark man you speak of. I'm trying to get him to be my friend; perhaps you can be my friend too? I would enjoy that so. I have very few friends here. It would be n honour to have you as one dear Sir." She would just butter the snake up a bit.
"Please call me Dagji, I too have few friends. I would very much enjoy your friendship, himan. What shall I call you?"
'Well what do you know,' she thought sarcastically, 'Snape's snake has few friends? How strange.' "My name is Elizabeth connor but my friends call me Liz."
"Liz it is then."
"Dagji? Do you think you can let me in? I wanted to surprise Severus so. By the way, do visit anytime you wish, I have a painting or two in my rooms next door and I will soon have a painting over my door. I will make sure it is a being you will get along with. Perhaps a female snake, so you can talk parseltongue with her." Elizabeth winked here.
"Why than you Liz," she could have sworn she saw the snake blush, "you are a great friend. I will let you in. The dark man is lucky to have you."
"Thank you, Dagji. How very sweet of you."
"Just make him think you guessed the password. It's 'Die Poppy', just in case," the reptile winked at her as the portrait swung open. This was odd because she knew that snakes definitely were not able to wink. They don't have eyelids. This was a painting though, so it wasn't as alarming as it would have been to see a real snake wink.
"Thank you very much Dagji. You will not regret this. Be sure to visit." She softly pushed the portrait shut, careful not to make any noise. She walked around to his kitchen and found the coffee. There were too many flavors and she didn't know what kind he wanted. Just from his stash of coffee she could tell he hated morning and fought hard to stay awake. Maybe he just didn't get enough sleep. It was probably best to make the coffee before she woke him, too bad.
Liz tiptoed over to his bedroom doorway. He had a king size bed with velvet hangings in the center of the room. The hangings and sheet were a dark green, almost black in the dark. She looked at where the hangings were parted open and saw a foot protruding from the sheets and hanging off the bed. She giggled quietly and whispered, "Forgive me Severus."
She stalked up and saw his wand close to his hand on his night table, 'wouldn't want him to curse me,' and took it while taking a closer look at the man lying face down. His arms and legs were sprawled out and he was clad in a pair of black silk boxers.
Her mouth was practically watering at the sight of Severus' toned arm and leg muscles. The sheets were tangled about his waist and legs leaving his back bare. This was having a bad affect on her. She just realized that she found Severus, her old friend, sexy. Liz was attracted to the git. She just wouldn't let him know, he would run away before she had a chance to explain.
Elizabeth shook her head, clearing it of all thoughts about Snape being attractive and commenced with her plans.
She walked over to the other side of the bed and parted the hangings, grinning maliciously, and slowly raised her wand to point at his face. Saying a small incantation, that everyone on the Marauder's hit list had learned by his or her second year, she shot a jet of icy cold water at his face.
Severus jumped halfway off his bed reaching for his wand, "What the hell!"
Elizabeth broke out, doubled over in laughter, "Good morning Severus!"
He was still so sleepy that he held his hand as if he was in possession of the missing wand on the table and tried to hex her. He said the incantation at least three times before he noticed his wand in her hand. "Just go away," he finally said and laid his head back down on his pillow.
"Sorry, Snape, cant let you go back to sleep. I would take your sheets, but I feel that would reveal a bit more of you than I want to see. Now, what coffee do you want? I went to make it, but you have too much to choose from. I don't know what you want. He mumbled something unintelligibly. "Sorry?"
"I just want regular with some vanilla. Just ask a house elf to make it. They know what I like."
"Hmmm... I'm not used to having them around. I guess I can do that. You still have to get up now."
"no."
"Yes, or there will be drastic consequences."
"Hmph. No."
"Fine, have it your way. I warned you." Liz walked out to get some house elves. Who said they would just make coffee?
Five minutes later she had assembled a octet of elves. There was one really outgoing one named Dobby, and seven others. "Alright," she said calling attention to herself as if it wasn't already, "Can any of you sing?"
Dobby nodded viciously, "Yes Mistress Conner. We cans. Sometimes Dobby sings the Christmas songs that plays in the corridors, he does. We is the Hogwart's elves choir, miss."
"Fantastic, I need you to do me a bit of a favor. Do you know professor Snape?"
They all started visibly shaking at the mention of the dark haired wizard and only Dobby dared reply, "Yes miss, we do. We are afraid of him miss, us house elves. He has a horrible temper, he does."
"Well, I need you to go in there and sing to him until he wakes up. I need you to sing really loud. If he shouts and tells you to stop or something, don't listen to him. Just keep singing until he wakes up. Alright?"
Their eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, "Oh, no no no miss. Please don't make us do it. He would most surely kill us."
"He can't do anything without his wand, I have it. I give you permission to run if he tries to attack with force. I don't want any of you hurt. I just want him up. I'll be singing with you. I need the coffee made first anyways. Whatever he normally gets will be fine."
"Yes miss, we will tell the elves in the kitchen."
"Brilliant. Now there's one song that I'm going to have to teach you, it's an old song that I learned in the states."
Ten minutes later, it didn't take long for the elves to learn the song, they walked into Severus' bedroom and crowded around his soaked bed.
Liz tapped her foot, "one, two, three, let's go."
They all broke out into very annoying yells of, "I'm alive alert awake enthusiastic! I'm alive alert awake enthusiastic! I'm alive alert awake! I'm awake alert alive! I'm alive alert awake enthusiastic!" This went on for ten minutes as they repeated it over and over. Severus' struggled to shut them out with a pillow before finally throwing the pillow at them as it did nothing.
"What do you want!" he shouted.
"You know I want you to get up."
"Fine, just shut them up!"
"You have to get up first."
"Fine I'm getting up alright!?" He struggled to untangle himself from his sheets and rose from his bed, his arms spread wide, "Are you happy now?! I'm up!"
"Yes, very much," she turned away so her back was to him, "Now just put some clothes on, Severus."
Severus grumbled something about 'impossible irrepressible witches' and disappeared into his bathroom.
Grudgingly, he walked out his portrait an hour later, Liz towing him along by his hand like a child. "I'll get you for this Conner, I promise you that."
"Yea, yea, yea. You've been promising me that under your breath for the last hour or so. You've said it at least ten times, and how many times do I have to tell you, dear Severus, my friends call me Liz."
"Why would I do such a thing?"
"Why wouldn't you? You call McGonagall by her given name, Minerva, and you know Dumbledore as Albus. Why can't you call me, your friend, by my first name?" Liz quirked an eyebrow knowing she had won.
He grumbled something that sounded like 'fine, if you insist'.
"Pardon?" Liz said with a big smile, knowing what to expect, because he knew fully well she had heard him and was just seeing if he would say it again.
"I said, Liz, that you're an insufferable impertinent morning glory imbecile, I honestly don't know how I put up with you all those years ago and your Gryffindor antics."
A speculative eyebrow rose when she giggled at his insult. No one had done that before, everyone usually cowered in fear. They just didn't break into hysterics. "Have you gone mad, Liz?"
She just smiled and yanked open the doors to the great hall, all the while, still pulling him by the hand to sit next to her at the table. She beamed at Dumbledore, "Good morning Albus. How are you this fine morning?"
"I'm well, thank you, my dear. I see Severus, no doubt not of his own will, decided to join us this morning." His eyes were twinkling that uncanny way that always got on people's nerves.
Severus smirked, "apparently, Liz decided I needed to take a shower in my bed this morning and be chorused by elves," all the while glaring at Elizabeth.
"And you say I'm insufferable, Severus, you didn't even get up from that soaked bed when you discovered I was in possession of your lovely wand."
They all watched as Minerva tried to, unsuccessfully, cover a smile while Snape shot her a glare that would have frozen any student in their tracks. Unfortunately, it just cause his coworkers to laugh hysterically. The odds were really against him today.
"Fine, if you're all going to be like this, I'm going back to my chambers." He began to move from his seat but froze when Liz took hold of his wrist.
"No, stay. We won't laugh anymore. We didn't mean anything about it, Severus. Truly."
He took his seat again, glaring daggers at his colleagues. He took one look at the Headmaster, whose eyes were twinkling away with pride that two of his favorite people seemed to be getting along, and turned his eyes back to his plate.
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Chapter 4 – Wake up call
Elizabeth woke at five the next morning and took a shower before stepping back into her room half an hour later. It took her another half hour just to pick out clothes to wear to Hogsmeade and breakfast, "muggle clothes should do fine." she picked out a cherry red spaghetti strap tank and a black knee-length skirt with red flip-flops and accessorized with a small silver heart-shaped locket and small silver loop earrings.
Liz pulled half her hair up into a messy bun then accessed her reflection in the mirror, smoothing her palms down her skirt. "I'm ready. It's six o'clock already," she noted, "Time for Severus' wake up call." She grinned evilly and concocted a plan. Snape hated morning people. He would loathe her when she was done with him.
Liz glided out her portrait door, she didn't have an official painting of her choice yet, and noted that Snape's rooms were, as Albus had mentioned, right next door. He had a painting of a green and silver snake with a black background guarding the entrance. She pulled out her wand, to be sure that he had not set any traps for her and found nothing. She sensed that Snape was still deep asleep in his bed. She would definitely have to make some strong coffee. All she had to do was get inside.
The snake in the painting was asleep. "Hello?" Nothing. "Maybe if I tickle it?" She lightly rubbed a finger over the bumpy surface of the snake's belly. The snake writhed and and hissed in pleasure. Liz quickly apologized for waking the creature, "I don't suppose you speak English?"
She jumped when the snake responded. I do actually, the dark man inside charmed me to. Not many humassss isss parselmouthsss. What are you talking to me fore We neversss hasss visitor's."
"Actually, I was hoping to get inside and wake Professor Snape, the dark man you speak of. I'm trying to get him to be my friends the dark man you speak of. I'm trying to get him to be my friend; perhaps you can be my friend too? I would enjoy that so. I have very few friends here. It would be n honour to have you as one dear Sir." She would just butter the snake up a bit.
"Please call me Dagji, I too have few friends. I would very much enjoy your friendship, himan. What shall I call you?"
'Well what do you know,' she thought sarcastically, 'Snape's snake has few friends? How strange.' "My name is Elizabeth connor but my friends call me Liz."
"Liz it is then."
"Dagji? Do you think you can let me in? I wanted to surprise Severus so. By the way, do visit anytime you wish, I have a painting or two in my rooms next door and I will soon have a painting over my door. I will make sure it is a being you will get along with. Perhaps a female snake, so you can talk parseltongue with her." Elizabeth winked here.
"Why than you Liz," she could have sworn she saw the snake blush, "you are a great friend. I will let you in. The dark man is lucky to have you."
"Thank you, Dagji. How very sweet of you."
"Just make him think you guessed the password. It's 'Die Poppy', just in case," the reptile winked at her as the portrait swung open. This was odd because she knew that snakes definitely were not able to wink. They don't have eyelids. This was a painting though, so it wasn't as alarming as it would have been to see a real snake wink.
"Thank you very much Dagji. You will not regret this. Be sure to visit." She softly pushed the portrait shut, careful not to make any noise. She walked around to his kitchen and found the coffee. There were too many flavors and she didn't know what kind he wanted. Just from his stash of coffee she could tell he hated morning and fought hard to stay awake. Maybe he just didn't get enough sleep. It was probably best to make the coffee before she woke him, too bad.
Liz tiptoed over to his bedroom doorway. He had a king size bed with velvet hangings in the center of the room. The hangings and sheet were a dark green, almost black in the dark. She looked at where the hangings were parted open and saw a foot protruding from the sheets and hanging off the bed. She giggled quietly and whispered, "Forgive me Severus."
She stalked up and saw his wand close to his hand on his night table, 'wouldn't want him to curse me,' and took it while taking a closer look at the man lying face down. His arms and legs were sprawled out and he was clad in a pair of black silk boxers.
Her mouth was practically watering at the sight of Severus' toned arm and leg muscles. The sheets were tangled about his waist and legs leaving his back bare. This was having a bad affect on her. She just realized that she found Severus, her old friend, sexy. Liz was attracted to the git. She just wouldn't let him know, he would run away before she had a chance to explain.
Elizabeth shook her head, clearing it of all thoughts about Snape being attractive and commenced with her plans.
She walked over to the other side of the bed and parted the hangings, grinning maliciously, and slowly raised her wand to point at his face. Saying a small incantation, that everyone on the Marauder's hit list had learned by his or her second year, she shot a jet of icy cold water at his face.
Severus jumped halfway off his bed reaching for his wand, "What the hell!"
Elizabeth broke out, doubled over in laughter, "Good morning Severus!"
He was still so sleepy that he held his hand as if he was in possession of the missing wand on the table and tried to hex her. He said the incantation at least three times before he noticed his wand in her hand. "Just go away," he finally said and laid his head back down on his pillow.
"Sorry, Snape, cant let you go back to sleep. I would take your sheets, but I feel that would reveal a bit more of you than I want to see. Now, what coffee do you want? I went to make it, but you have too much to choose from. I don't know what you want. He mumbled something unintelligibly. "Sorry?"
"I just want regular with some vanilla. Just ask a house elf to make it. They know what I like."
"Hmmm... I'm not used to having them around. I guess I can do that. You still have to get up now."
"no."
"Yes, or there will be drastic consequences."
"Hmph. No."
"Fine, have it your way. I warned you." Liz walked out to get some house elves. Who said they would just make coffee?
Five minutes later she had assembled a octet of elves. There was one really outgoing one named Dobby, and seven others. "Alright," she said calling attention to herself as if it wasn't already, "Can any of you sing?"
Dobby nodded viciously, "Yes Mistress Conner. We cans. Sometimes Dobby sings the Christmas songs that plays in the corridors, he does. We is the Hogwart's elves choir, miss."
"Fantastic, I need you to do me a bit of a favor. Do you know professor Snape?"
They all started visibly shaking at the mention of the dark haired wizard and only Dobby dared reply, "Yes miss, we do. We are afraid of him miss, us house elves. He has a horrible temper, he does."
"Well, I need you to go in there and sing to him until he wakes up. I need you to sing really loud. If he shouts and tells you to stop or something, don't listen to him. Just keep singing until he wakes up. Alright?"
Their eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, "Oh, no no no miss. Please don't make us do it. He would most surely kill us."
"He can't do anything without his wand, I have it. I give you permission to run if he tries to attack with force. I don't want any of you hurt. I just want him up. I'll be singing with you. I need the coffee made first anyways. Whatever he normally gets will be fine."
"Yes miss, we will tell the elves in the kitchen."
"Brilliant. Now there's one song that I'm going to have to teach you, it's an old song that I learned in the states."
Ten minutes later, it didn't take long for the elves to learn the song, they walked into Severus' bedroom and crowded around his soaked bed.
Liz tapped her foot, "one, two, three, let's go."
They all broke out into very annoying yells of, "I'm alive alert awake enthusiastic! I'm alive alert awake enthusiastic! I'm alive alert awake! I'm awake alert alive! I'm alive alert awake enthusiastic!" This went on for ten minutes as they repeated it over and over. Severus' struggled to shut them out with a pillow before finally throwing the pillow at them as it did nothing.
"What do you want!" he shouted.
"You know I want you to get up."
"Fine, just shut them up!"
"You have to get up first."
"Fine I'm getting up alright!?" He struggled to untangle himself from his sheets and rose from his bed, his arms spread wide, "Are you happy now?! I'm up!"
"Yes, very much," she turned away so her back was to him, "Now just put some clothes on, Severus."
Severus grumbled something about 'impossible irrepressible witches' and disappeared into his bathroom.
Grudgingly, he walked out his portrait an hour later, Liz towing him along by his hand like a child. "I'll get you for this Conner, I promise you that."
"Yea, yea, yea. You've been promising me that under your breath for the last hour or so. You've said it at least ten times, and how many times do I have to tell you, dear Severus, my friends call me Liz."
"Why would I do such a thing?"
"Why wouldn't you? You call McGonagall by her given name, Minerva, and you know Dumbledore as Albus. Why can't you call me, your friend, by my first name?" Liz quirked an eyebrow knowing she had won.
He grumbled something that sounded like 'fine, if you insist'.
"Pardon?" Liz said with a big smile, knowing what to expect, because he knew fully well she had heard him and was just seeing if he would say it again.
"I said, Liz, that you're an insufferable impertinent morning glory imbecile, I honestly don't know how I put up with you all those years ago and your Gryffindor antics."
A speculative eyebrow rose when she giggled at his insult. No one had done that before, everyone usually cowered in fear. They just didn't break into hysterics. "Have you gone mad, Liz?"
She just smiled and yanked open the doors to the great hall, all the while, still pulling him by the hand to sit next to her at the table. She beamed at Dumbledore, "Good morning Albus. How are you this fine morning?"
"I'm well, thank you, my dear. I see Severus, no doubt not of his own will, decided to join us this morning." His eyes were twinkling that uncanny way that always got on people's nerves.
Severus smirked, "apparently, Liz decided I needed to take a shower in my bed this morning and be chorused by elves," all the while glaring at Elizabeth.
"And you say I'm insufferable, Severus, you didn't even get up from that soaked bed when you discovered I was in possession of your lovely wand."
They all watched as Minerva tried to, unsuccessfully, cover a smile while Snape shot her a glare that would have frozen any student in their tracks. Unfortunately, it just cause his coworkers to laugh hysterically. The odds were really against him today.
"Fine, if you're all going to be like this, I'm going back to my chambers." He began to move from his seat but froze when Liz took hold of his wrist.
"No, stay. We won't laugh anymore. We didn't mean anything about it, Severus. Truly."
He took his seat again, glaring daggers at his colleagues. He took one look at the Headmaster, whose eyes were twinkling away with pride that two of his favorite people seemed to be getting along, and turned his eyes back to his plate.
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Ok, all, tell me what you think! Your feedback is always helpful and enthusiastic ones make me want to write quicker! ;D
R&R!
Esgal