Author's note: Of course, respect and credit to J.K. Rowling for her
wonderful fodder, on which we have fed and expanded. Sorry it has taken so
dreadfully long to update, but with graduation behind me, I have plenty of
time.
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"Back so soon," Snape asked with a look of condemnation for his still fresh student, returned from childhood travel and tribulations to accept the position for which he had yearned for so long. Her eyes still held the eagerness that embodied her character, but lost the naïve sparkle that blinds one of the lines between bravery and foolishness.
"Yes, Professor," she answered staring nearly straight ahead of her, not looking at him or anything else, the way he always taught her in class only eight years prior. "I guess I can't stay away. Besides, Dumbledore's invitation was most cordial and I simply couldn't refuse."
"I see. Let's only hope you don't maintain that kind of a backbone with your pupils or this year at Hogwarts may result in the same lack of discipline that ran rampant during your eight years."
"Yes, Professor," she replied, inhaling deeply to keep herself from passing out. He enjoyed the terror he still inflicted upon her, as if she were still his student, petrified about passing his class or what to tell her parents when he sent an owl home telling them she would have to repeat potions or whatever evil torture he create for her, only to answer correctly with all the poise she had left in her.
She had grown up even prettier than he had imagined, her fair skin like lily petals against her contradictory red hair. Everyone always said that a redhead's personality was fiery like her hair, but he never saw that fire in Virginia Weasley, not that he doubted its existence. He knew it was there, she just never lost her temper with him. He always wanted to turn her loose, to see that fire in action, but dared not while she was his student. Now here she sat, no longer his student. He wondered if he would be able to resist.
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A/N: Sorry it's short, but I'm really trying to get back in the habit and see where I'm going with this story, so if you give me feedback, I will be more apt to continue quickly.
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"Back so soon," Snape asked with a look of condemnation for his still fresh student, returned from childhood travel and tribulations to accept the position for which he had yearned for so long. Her eyes still held the eagerness that embodied her character, but lost the naïve sparkle that blinds one of the lines between bravery and foolishness.
"Yes, Professor," she answered staring nearly straight ahead of her, not looking at him or anything else, the way he always taught her in class only eight years prior. "I guess I can't stay away. Besides, Dumbledore's invitation was most cordial and I simply couldn't refuse."
"I see. Let's only hope you don't maintain that kind of a backbone with your pupils or this year at Hogwarts may result in the same lack of discipline that ran rampant during your eight years."
"Yes, Professor," she replied, inhaling deeply to keep herself from passing out. He enjoyed the terror he still inflicted upon her, as if she were still his student, petrified about passing his class or what to tell her parents when he sent an owl home telling them she would have to repeat potions or whatever evil torture he create for her, only to answer correctly with all the poise she had left in her.
She had grown up even prettier than he had imagined, her fair skin like lily petals against her contradictory red hair. Everyone always said that a redhead's personality was fiery like her hair, but he never saw that fire in Virginia Weasley, not that he doubted its existence. He knew it was there, she just never lost her temper with him. He always wanted to turn her loose, to see that fire in action, but dared not while she was his student. Now here she sat, no longer his student. He wondered if he would be able to resist.
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A/N: Sorry it's short, but I'm really trying to get back in the habit and see where I'm going with this story, so if you give me feedback, I will be more apt to continue quickly.