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sure you get the point.
Snape's P.O.V.
September first... again. Snape thought morbidly. He dreaded the beginning of term. Well, at least there was one thing to look forward to... this might be the eighth year in a row that he didn't have a student in his class seriously question his authority. He hadn't been corrected once in the confides of his dungeon classroom since ... oh, it was years ago now, since Hermione Granger had graduated.
He sat at his mahogany desk preparing the lessons for the following term. There was a knock at the door.
"Enter." He said curtly.
"Severus, the carriages will be arriving soon-" but Professor Flitwick was interrupted mid-sentence.
"I'll be there shortly, thank you."
He would have done anything to not go up to the great hall... once again. But he had learned, many years ago, that if Dumbledore requests something, even if it in your opinion is the most dreaded thing in the world, it is best to acquiesce and ... well ... take it like a man.
He stacked the papers neatly and placed them in the corner of his desk. I wonder who Dumbledore has appointed to the position of Defense against the dark arts Professor. Severus Snape had stopped requesting the position after being denied for 8 years in a row. But every year, he couldn't help but wonder...
He entered the great Hall, filled with students, and strode up to the staff table. He sat down at the far end and scanned the table for the new teacher. There were two empty seats beyond Dumbledore's. One was reserved for professor McGonagall, and the other, he knew, was for the new teacher.
Just then a woman walked through the grand entrance. At first he thought it was professor McGonagall, but as he had first met her, young and radiant. As the woman drew nearer, he noticed that she had softer features than Minerva. Her chestnut hair was pulled into a loose bun at the back of her head with strands of stray curls framing her angelic face.
She looks so familiar... Severus concentrated on where he could have seen her before ... but he couldn't quite but his finger on it.
The beautiful women approached the staff table, she walked up to the headmaster and she stood in front of him, with her hands behind her back, standing in perfect form, as if waiting for appraisal.
I'll give her an appraisal... Severus thought wickedly.
But Dumbledore just smiled at her, a twinkle in his eye. The woman's face broke out into a large grin. Her large brown eyes glistened with tears. She pulled her hands out from behind he back, and wrapped them around the fragile old man.
It was like watching a grand daughter and grand father reunite. Snape considered this possibility for a moment before remembering that Dumbledore didn't have any children.
When they finally parted, the headmaster placed his hands on the woman's shoulder affectionately.
"Welcome back." He said cheerfully.
"It's good to be back." The women replied.
That voice... I've heard it before...
The women sat in the second empty seat from Dumbledore. She glanced down the table. They made eye contact for a moment before the students fell silent. The women looked up at the entrance to the great hall with a look of apprehension. Severus looked around at the students, most of which were wearing the same expression as the mystery women.
Snape's P.O.V.
September first... again. Snape thought morbidly. He dreaded the beginning of term. Well, at least there was one thing to look forward to... this might be the eighth year in a row that he didn't have a student in his class seriously question his authority. He hadn't been corrected once in the confides of his dungeon classroom since ... oh, it was years ago now, since Hermione Granger had graduated.
He sat at his mahogany desk preparing the lessons for the following term. There was a knock at the door.
"Enter." He said curtly.
"Severus, the carriages will be arriving soon-" but Professor Flitwick was interrupted mid-sentence.
"I'll be there shortly, thank you."
He would have done anything to not go up to the great hall... once again. But he had learned, many years ago, that if Dumbledore requests something, even if it in your opinion is the most dreaded thing in the world, it is best to acquiesce and ... well ... take it like a man.
He stacked the papers neatly and placed them in the corner of his desk. I wonder who Dumbledore has appointed to the position of Defense against the dark arts Professor. Severus Snape had stopped requesting the position after being denied for 8 years in a row. But every year, he couldn't help but wonder...
He entered the great Hall, filled with students, and strode up to the staff table. He sat down at the far end and scanned the table for the new teacher. There were two empty seats beyond Dumbledore's. One was reserved for professor McGonagall, and the other, he knew, was for the new teacher.
Just then a woman walked through the grand entrance. At first he thought it was professor McGonagall, but as he had first met her, young and radiant. As the woman drew nearer, he noticed that she had softer features than Minerva. Her chestnut hair was pulled into a loose bun at the back of her head with strands of stray curls framing her angelic face.
She looks so familiar... Severus concentrated on where he could have seen her before ... but he couldn't quite but his finger on it.
The beautiful women approached the staff table, she walked up to the headmaster and she stood in front of him, with her hands behind her back, standing in perfect form, as if waiting for appraisal.
I'll give her an appraisal... Severus thought wickedly.
But Dumbledore just smiled at her, a twinkle in his eye. The woman's face broke out into a large grin. Her large brown eyes glistened with tears. She pulled her hands out from behind he back, and wrapped them around the fragile old man.
It was like watching a grand daughter and grand father reunite. Snape considered this possibility for a moment before remembering that Dumbledore didn't have any children.
When they finally parted, the headmaster placed his hands on the woman's shoulder affectionately.
"Welcome back." He said cheerfully.
"It's good to be back." The women replied.
That voice... I've heard it before...
The women sat in the second empty seat from Dumbledore. She glanced down the table. They made eye contact for a moment before the students fell silent. The women looked up at the entrance to the great hall with a look of apprehension. Severus looked around at the students, most of which were wearing the same expression as the mystery women.