Mosh-13 - That part was definitely funny! I think my favorite part was when Hermione punched Malfoy. I'd be laughing my head off every time the previews on the commercials showed her punching him. Of course, seeing Harry blast Snape into a wall was pretty nice too. The song in the beginning was pretty wicked too. Anyway, I'm glad you like a story and I'm happy to have another reader along for the ride. I'm not sure yet but I may do something with Roxy and "Drake". I just love the nickname as well!
Satan Barbie - As always, thank you for the comic relief I receive through your reviews. Now the aldrian spider's can get as big as a two-story house. Also I have 'em in every color possible. Even have a few in Scottish tartan colors and two or three in rainbow. Got five in silver too! Well, I'm glad to see you still reading this and I hope you like the future chapters of this fan fic.
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING PPL. SORRY THIS UPDATE IS A LITTLE LATE BUT I'VE BEEN A BIT BUSY PUTTING IN SOME VOLUNTEER HOURS AT THE SHELTER AND I'VE BEEN PREPARING FOR ALL-STATE TRYOUTS IN SEPTEMBER. ANYWAY, HOPE YOU ENJOY THE LATEST CHAPTER OF HOGWARTS' NEW CELEBRITY!
Chapter 5
The students nervously waited for their professor to arrive. Professor Snape was at least two minutes late and the students were starting to get worried. All the sudden, the potions master swept into the room and slammed the door shut. It was quite obvious that he was in a foul mood.
"You'll be making a Pepper-up potion independently today for Madame Pomfrey. For the exceptional few that do it correctly you will have no homework for the weekend and for the rest of you that fail will be writing an essay on it's entirety. Miss Fudge, I need to speak to you."
As everyone moved to get the potion ingredients, Roxy got up and stood in front of Professor Snape's desk which he was currently sitting behind. He was writing on a paper and had his head down when he started speaking to her.
"Madame Pomfrey has informed me of what happened to your arm and I will not have you messing up a potion and destroying this classroom. You will be helping Mr. Macmillan with his potion and be writing that essay for the weekend. I've also spoken with the headmaster," drawled out Professor Snape.
He's not making this sound good, thought Roxy.
That was when Professor Snape finally looked up at her through a look that almost made Roxy flinch.
"If you want to be my TA, you're going to have to earn it, Miss Fudge. I know quite a lot of other students that are a better choice than you," sneered Professor Snape.
Roxy didn't say anything as she turned back around and went back to her seat. A light bulb went on her head and she leaned down to whisper something in Ernie's ear. He gave her a startled look but then she whispered more and he shrugged. The students watched as Ernie moved his stuff from Roxy's side of the table.
The determined Hufflepuff ambled her way over to the supply cabinet and gathered the ingredients she needed. She carefully put the stuff down at her seat and sat down. Then she began brewing her potion. Without saying a word, the rest of the students quietly went back to work. Unknown to everyone, Professor Snape was watching Roxy out of the corner of his eye as she brewed her potion.
Roxy would occasionally jar her arm just right and make her stop what she was doing. But that would only last five seconds and then she'd be right back to work. Slowly, the class started to finish their potions. Professor Snape walked around the classroom, criticizing nearly everyone's potions. He stopped to glance at Roxy's which was a midnight blue like it was supposed to be.
"25 points from Hufflepuff. I gave you specific instructions to help Mr. Macmillan with his potion, Miss Fudge."
Eyes shot up but Roxy's were the only ones down as she finished up her potion. She had heard him yet did not wish to acknowledge it.
"Those I have spoken to will be writing an essay on the Pepper-Up potion, due Tuesday. The rest of you bottle up your potions and set the vials on my desk," commanded the stern professor.
The students did as they were told. Before long, the bell rang and the students were out of the room before Snape could even think about taking any points away for any idiotic reason. Roxy fell behind the other Hufflepuff's as they walked to Transfiguration; they had the class with Slytherins today. Roxy knew that Snape would probably rat her out to Pomfrey but she didn't care in the least.
The Hufflepuff's and Slytherin's came together at the stairs in front of the Transfiguration
room. Draco smirked; he had heard about Roxy's "injury". The blonde Slytherin opened his mouth to say something but no words came out when Roxy suddenly got right up in his face with a look to kill on her face.
"One word and I will make your sixth year at Hogwarts a living nightmare starting with copies of you-know-what plastered all over the school," grounded out Roxy.
Only Roxy and Draco knew what she meant by the last part. The others stared with confused looks on their faces.
"You wouldn't," dared Draco.
"Are you willing to risk it?" smirked Roxy.
Draco glared at her; she just smiled. Roxy knew he wasn't going to say anything as he pushed past her and stormed into the Transfiguration room, dazed Slytherins in tow. Roxy turned the confused Hufflepuff's with a look of triumph.
"I just love the smell of a defeated Malfoy in the morning," sighed Roxy.
The Hufflepuff's laughed as they went into the classroom and sat down in their seats. Roxy took her usual seat at the table where Ernie and Justin were. The familiar gray cat sitting upon their professor's desk leaped off and transformed.
"Good morning, class. Today, you will be practicing transforming into your Animagi forms."
Roxy's head fell onto the table as she silently groaned. She had been able to get away with brewing a potion in Potions class but she highly doubted that McGonagall would allow her to even think about transforming into her Animagus form for risk of bruising her arm more.
Merlin does not like me. No, he does not like me at all, silently decided Roxy.
Now if she thought the morning was awful then the afternoon was a disaster area. For lunch, she had had the misfortune of being on the receiving end of a hot tempered fourth year's spell which happened to hit her arm and make it burn so badly it made her wonder why there weren't burn marks. Needless to say, Madame Pomfrey showed no pity on the fourth year and completely freaked out Roxy.
Then came Defense Against the Dark Arts, practicing shielding spells with Professor Martin Mercer in the Dueling Club room. Having not talked to Madame Pomfrey, the professor thought that Roxy was making up an excuse to not participate in the lesson (despite protests from the Hufflepuff's) and allowed the Slytherins to test her in her ability to use shielding spells. The Hufflepuff's who were threatened to lose one hundred points for each student that tried to help Roxy were frantic with worry. The DADA professor was blind not to see that Roxy could barely cast a spell without wincing in pain, let alone duel with all of the sixth year Slytherins.
"Come on, Ernie. I'm going to get Professor McGonagall. She'll be able to stop this," whispered Megan.
The two Hufflepuff's snuck out of the room without the Slytherins and professor noticing.
Pansy Parkinson attempted to cast the Bat Bogey Hex on Roxy but she deflected it back at the Slytherin girl who was soon attacked by her bat sized bogies. Crabbe and Goyle then tried to cast a weird spell she had never heard of before but Roxy got to them first.
"Incarcerous!"
Thick ropes out of thin air wrapped tightly around both boys and brought them down to the ground. Roxy and the Slytherins exchanged curses and hexes until there were only three of them left; Roxy, Malfoy and Zabini. Roxy had met Blaise Zabini earlier on and had known instantly that he was a stuck up brat like Malfoy. With Zabini behind her and Malfoy in front of her, Roxy knew she had to watch herself.
"Locomotor Mortis!"
Roxy whipped around to face Blaise's curse.
"Protego!"
The leg-locker curse bounced off Roxy's shield and nearly caught Professor Mercer who moved just in time.
"Tarantallegra!"
Blaise's legs started doing a crazy dance and he couldn't stop them as his wand dropped from his hand. Believing to be done with Blaise, she turned back around to Malfoy and ducked in time to miss getting hit with the stunner.
"So that's how you want to play, eh? Furnunculus!"
Draco blocked the curse and the two continued dueling for quite some time. The Hufflepuff's prayed that Ernie and Megan would return soon with Professor McGonagall. Roxy had blocked another spell of Malfoy's when she got hit in the back with a spell.
"Locomotor Mortis!"
This time the curse hit their target and Roxy's legs locked together. Apparently, Blaise wasn't quite out yet. She fell forward and her wand slid across the floor. Malfoy towered over her with a mask of triumph on his face.
All the sudden, the blonde Slytherin's smirk grew and he did the unthinkable; he cast the Conjunctivitis curse on Roxy. A hot flash of pain shot across her eyes, her first reaction crying out and throwing her arm in front of her eyes.
Justin jumped up from his seat but Wayne and Hannah held him back. Roxy rubbed at her eyes with her arm. She wanted so badly to get rid of the stinging pain in her eyes. Her eyes were becoming so irritated and her vision so blurry that she was forced to slam her eyes shut.
"Hurts, doesn't it? The Conjunctivitis curse affects the eyes and vision of the target. Sometimes the vision returns but then again few people who've been hit with it have regained all of their eyesight," snickered Draco.
Out of the blue came Satan who clawed the Slytherin in the face while flapping in front of him. Draco started hitting the bird back with his wand.
"Relashio!"
A jet of fiery sparks launched at the bird but he flapped out of the way and landed in front of Roxy. The black and green bird lightly pecked at Roxy's arm as if trying to help. Swiftly flying into the room came Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout with Ernie and Megan right behind them. No one had ever seen the Transfiguration professor so angry before and you could probably imagine how frightened the DADA professor was.
"Professor Martin Richard Mercer! Imagine my surprise when two Hufflepuff's come flying into the staff room, screaming that you had all of the Slytherin's against Miss Fudge who by the way should not even be using her wand since her wand arm is badly bruised. She should have never been subjected to this type of thing!The headmaster will be hearing of this immediately and you can bet your sorry wizarding butt that you are in more trouble that even Merlin himself could not get out of!" screeched the angry woman.
Professor Sprout quickly rushed over to Roxy's side and gently waved Satan away. The bird flew over to Megan and landed on her arm where he kept a keen eye on Roxy.
"Finite Incantatum."
Roxy's legs unlocked but her eyes still ached as though someone had thrown fire into them. She was silently sobbing and just could not stop. She didn't care that Malfoy had beaten her or that the DADA professor had ganged up on her. She cared that she might not be able to see again. Malfoy's words echoed through her head as Professor Sprout helped her to her feet.
"Oh dear. Minerva, she's been hit with the Conjunctivitis curse," exclaimed Professor Sprout.
"Get her to the infirmary, Pomona. I'll take care over here," said Professor McGonagall.
"Come on, Roxy. We're going to see Madame Pomfrey," whispered Professor Sprout in a reassuring voice.
The kind professor helped Roxy walk out of the classroom and up the stairs since Roxy kept her eyes tightly shut. Halfway there they ran into Nearly Headless Nick.
"You look distressed, Roxy. What has happened?" pondered the ghost.
"She got hit with the Conjunctivitis curse, Sir Nick. Would you please inform the headmaster that I've taken Roxy to the infirmary and that Minerva is with the DADA class?" requested the Herbology professor.
"Certainly, dear Pomona. I do hope they catch the rapscallion that did such a dishonorable act," said Nick before he floated down stairs and into the next hallway towards the Headmaster's office.
By the time they arrived at the infirmary, Roxy had managed to calm herself down a little bit. Professor Sprout guided her over to a hospital bed and had her sit down.
"It's okay, Roxy. Everything is going to be okay. Poppy!"
Professor Sprout didn't receive an answer and called for the medi-witch again but this time louder. The school nurse scampered out of her office.
"Pomona, what is all this screaming about? Oh. Well, Miss Fudge, how much trouble have you gotten into now?" declared Madame Pomfrey.
"It wasn't her fault, Poppy. It was that new Defense professor. Thought she was faking injury and set the whole sixth year Slytherin crew on her. He told the Hufflepuff's he would take a hundred points off for each Hufflepuff that tried to help her. One of the Slytherin's cast the Conjunctivitis curse on her," reported Professor Sprout.
If looks could kill, Professor Mercer would be twenty feet under. The school nurse looked as though she may cast an Unforgivable on the man herself.
"That despicable wizard! I thought the Hufflepuff's had Herbology today with you instead of Defense so I wasn't go to talk with him until dinner. Now I'll be doing more than just talking!" shrieked Madame Pomfrey.
Then her face softened as she turned to the young Hufflepuff. She had to remain calm so as not to frighten her patient.
"Miss Fudge, I need you to open your eyes. I need to see how bad the curse affected you," whispered Madame Pomfrey.
"It hurts," cried Roxy as she kept rubbing at her eyes with her arm.
Madame Pomfrey took Roxy's arm down and placed it in her lap.
"I know it hurts, child. But in order for me to help I need you to open your eyes."
The older witch's soothing words calmed Roxy down and she reluctantly opened her eyes. Her eyes were almost completely red and Madame Pomfrey could tell that she was having a hard time seeing. She held up her wand and pointed it at Roxy.
"Lumos."
The light shone in the girl's eyes and the pale gray orbs contracted like they were supposed to though not as quick as they should have. After conducting a thorough check, Madame Pomfrey came to a few conclusions.
"She'll have to stay until Tuesday. By then they should be better. The eyes aren't as bad as I thought which is good," Madame Pomfrey explained to Professor Sprout who nodded her head in agreement.
"Madame Pomfrey?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Will I....be able to see again?"
"Of course, Miss Fudge. It looks as though the curse didn't affect you too badly so you have nothing to worry about. Pomona, would you please go firecall Severus? Tell him to bring his small Potions kit."
"Sure, Poppy."
Professor Sprout walked away, leaving the student and nurse alone. Madame Pomfrey sat down next to Roxy and took her hand.
"Are you okay?" asked Madame Pomfrey.
"I've had worse happen. Last year, an insane sixth year put so many curses on me that I was asleep for a whole month."
"Poor dear. It seems like you're becoming the next Harry Potter here," chuckled Madame Pomfrey.
"Huh?"
"Every year, Mr. Potter is brought to the infirmary for some reason. I've started thinking of setting up his own personal bed in here!"
Roxy chuckled before rubbing at her eyes with her hands. Madame Pomfrey took her hands with her own and brought them down.
"You can't rub at your eyes. It will make them burn more if you do," said Madame Pomfrey.
"May I ask as to why you called me here, Poppy?" drawled a familiar voice.
Roxy could only see a blur of the person standing in front of her but she knew by the voice that it was Professor Snape.
"From what Pomona told me, Professor Mercer allowed your sixth year Slytherins to duel with Miss Fudge. No serious damage occurred except one of the Slytherin's cast the Conjunctivitis curse on her. I'd like to ask if you would take a check over Miss Fudge and see if you can help her along," answered Madame Pomfrey.
"I will do a check of her eyes and will speak to the Slytherin's later, Poppy," replied Professor Snape.
"Thank you, Severus."
As Madame Pomfrey wandered away to check up on another patient in the infirmary,
Professor Snape began analyzing Roxy's eyes. Every few minutes, he would ask Roxy a question about something and she would give him an answer. Other than answering his questions, Roxy didn't speak to the Potions professor. Having a sudden idea, Professor Snape held up two fingers.
"Miss Fudge, how many fingers am I holding up?" questioned the professor.
Roxy squinted a little and focused on his hand before saying two. Upon hearing this answer, Professor Snape began writing something down on a piece of parchment and pulled something out of the small kit he had brought with him. Roxy had to look really hard to finally realize that it was muggle eye drops that he had in his hand. He had her tilt her head back and then administered the eye drops in both of her eyes.
Per instruction, Roxy closed her eyes for a few seconds and then reopened them. Her vision was back and the burning in her eyes had disappeared. She sat up and smiled.
"Can you see better, Miss Fudge?" asked Professor Snape.
"Yes, professor. I can see a lot better now," smiled Roxy.
"Just as I thought," murmured Professor Snape.
"Excuse me, professor?"
"The Conjunctivitis curse must be cast with the wand pointing directly at the target's eyes. Obviously the person who cast this curse aimed wrong so the curse didn't take full effect," illustrated the wizard.
"Oh."
Professor Snape wrote something else on the piece of parchment before handing it and the small bottle of eye drops to her. Cautiously, Roxy reached for the objects and held them in her lap.
"You are to put three drops in each eye once in the morning and once at night until Wednesday," commanded Professor Snape.
"Yes, professor."
Professor Snape said no more as he headed over to speak with Madame Pomfrey. Out of nowhere appeared Professor Sprout and Roxy jumped five feet in the air.
"Sorry for frightening you. Are you going to be okay, Roxy?"
"Yeah. Professor Snape gave me some muggle eye drops and it cleared up my vision."
"That's good. It looks as though you may have light red eyes for a day or two though."
"Not surprised."
Silence.
"Professor?"
"Yes?"
"I know you'll be speaking with Professor Dumbledore later and could you please ask him to give Professor Mercer another chance? It wasn't his fault that he didn't know about my arm. I mean we all make mistakes."
Professor Sprout stared speechless at her student. After all that had happened, Roxy wanted to give the professor a second chance.
"I will mention it to him. Now you better get going to your next class. I believe it's Divination."
Roxy groaned loudly as she stood up and trudged out of the infirmary. She had a strange feeling that Divination was going to be a real pain in the butt today. She trudged up to the seventh floor and barely made it into the room when she was bombarded by Professor Trelawney.
"Oh, my! I see the worst for you, Miss Fudge. I see the Grim in your future. It's starting to come closer. Nothing can save you, my dear," foretold the Divination professor.
"Well, that's interesting," muttered Roxy.
"Here, dear. Take this note and leave. I see that you will not be returning," exclaimed Professor Trelawney.
Roxy shrugged her shoulders and left the classroom. As she walked down the stairs, she glanced down at the note Professor Trelawney had given her. Suddenly, she froze and openly gaped at the letter.
Miss Fudge,
You will be pleased to learn that Professor Snape has agreed to take you as his teacher's assistant. Divination has been dropped from your class schedule and you will not have to take it anymore. Please meet Professor Snape in his office once you get this letter so that you two may talk and set up a schedule for you to come help him. I wish the best of luck to you.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts
She stared at the letter speechless. She could not believe that Snape, the evil greasy git of Hogwarts and sworn Gryffindor hater, had actually agreed to let her be his TA.
He didn't mention anything to me in the infirmary. Could there be a catch? I mean Snape could be up to something, thought Roxy.
But then again she was dropping Divination in order to do this.
"THANK MERLIN FOR SNAPE!" shouted Roxy.
She slapped her hand over her mouth, suddenly realizing she had said this out loud and very loud too. She quickly made her way down the stairs and into the dungeons. She was so deep in thought that she accidentally passed the Potions classroom and had to go back. Taking a shaky breath, Roxy raised her hand up and knocked.
"Enter," barked the greasy git.
Roxy opened the door and walked into the classroom full of curious first years. Upon seeing Roxy, Professor Snape stood up from his desk and motioned for her to follow. She followed him to her office and sat down when he silently pointed at a chair. Professor Snape stuck his head out the office door and wore a look that made the first years quiver in their seats.
"If I find out that any one of you were talking while I'm in here, I will use your tongues for the next potion the sixth year's are brewing," snarled Professor Snape.
All the first years clapped their hands over their throats and mouths. They thought he was being serious! He turned around with a smirk and closed the door behind him.
"Clever trick, professor," remarked Roxy.
"Thank you for your approval, Miss Fudge," sarcastically replied the professor.
"If you will remember well, I specifically asked you to help Mr. Macmillan with his potion in class this morning. I'm curious as to why you would not follow a direct order," sneered Professor Snape.
"Well, professor, I'm a very determined student. You challenged me by saying I had to earn the TA position so I accepted the challenge. I may have lost points for it but I don't care about them. I wanted to show you-,"
"-that you had the nerve to disobey orders from your professor?" interrupted Professor Snape."Yes, you did quite well in showing that. However, you are correct in saying that I told you that you must earn the right to be my TA. I suspect that none of my Slytherins would try such a thing so I am going to give you a chance, Miss Fudge. You will be my TA for three weeks and at the end of the three weeks, I will decide whether you should stay or go. If you have a problem
with this, I suggest you speak now."
"No, professor. I don't have a problem with that," answered Roxy to Snape's amusement.
They talked for a few more minutes, deciding on when Roxy would come in to work as his TA and what type of stuff she would be doing. All and all, the Hufflepuff girl thought the arrangement was going to be okay. As she was walking out of the classroom with Professor Snape still in his office, she noticed a particular first year that was having quite a few problems with his potion. Glancing over her shoulder to make sure Snape was still in his office, Roxy snuck over to the first year and knelt down.
"What's up?" asked Roxy.
"I wrote it down from the board but I didn't write it clear enough and Professor Snape already erased the board," cried the first year.
"Wrote down what?" queried Roxy.
"How many much chopped up flobberworm was supposed to be put in the potion. No one will tell me or show me their notes 'cause they're all afraid of Snape chopping their tongues off," whimpered the first year.
Roxy took a look at his notes to see what potion he was working on and smiled. She had done the potion a million times and knew it like the back of her hand.
"You use three cups of chopped up flobberworm. Use more than three and you can guarantee a cauldron explosion," Roxy told the first year.
The first year stared transfixed at her until he snapped out of it and did as Roxy advised. The potion softly simmered and turned from light green to crimson red. The first year smiled at his potion and then threw his arms around Roxy in a hug.
"Thank you so much, Miss Hufflepuff. You just saved my butt from getting roasted by Snape," grinned the first year.
"No problem. My name's Roxy. What's yours?"
"Lanson. Jeremy Lanson. I'm in Gryffindor, Miss Roxy."
Roxy quietly groaned to herself. First it was Minister Roxy with the seventh years and ghosts. Now it was Miss Roxy with the first years.
"Well, I guess I'll see you around then."
"Okay, Miss Roxy. Good-bye."
End of Chapter 5