WARNING: This story is rated R (just to be safe) for language and sexual
content.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the other Potterverse characters. They are owned by JK Rowling.
DeAndry Harris, along with the story, though, are mine. Read but do not hurt.
Timeline: During POA
Hehehe, I just want everyone to know, that I'm totally aware that some of the things that Snape does in this story is slightly our of character, but if I had him in total character he would die a lonely evil man hehehe (j/k). So anyway, I like this story and I took some creative licenses, I hope y'all like it.
Anyway, enough of that mumbo jumbo crap, I hope you like! And please review!!!
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The next day Snape was surprisingly kind to everyone from the Gryffindor House. He only took away ten points when Neville caused his cauldron to explode. He didn't even scold DeAndry for turning Percy's head boy badge into a jumping insect at the beginning of the class.
By the second hour of Potions, DeAndry no longer wanted to pay attention. She rested her head on her hand as she lazily listened to Snape's lecture. Not really caring what he was talking about, she let her mind wander. She noticed Snape was unusually twitchy. He kept pushing his hair out of his face whenever his eyes wandered toward DeAndry's desk.
She watched his hand, barely seen under his sleeves, brush across his face, pulling his black hair out of his eyes. Her attention turned to his eyes. They were the darkest eyes she had ever seen. They were almost beautiful. Her eyes drifted down his face to his lips. She rested her gaze on his lips for a few moments and her mind drifted to the day before. How he had grabbed her shoulders so forcefully, pulling her into a kiss.
DeAndry jumped suddenly noticing that silence had fallen over the room and Snape's attention fell on her for the first time in the class. With a deep look from under her brows she stared into his eyes, her lip tightly between her teeth. He shifted uncomfortably behind his desk and shot an uneasy glance around the room, but no one had noticed the stolen look. The students were diligently concentrating on the paper that was just assigned.
DeAndry shook her head and slouched in her chair. She honestly didn't know what she was feeling for Snape.
*****
Weeks flew by. The warm September weather turned to fall, chilly and threatening winter. DeAndry dozed through her classes, and the days went by in a plodding routine.
The start of Quidditch practice occupied most of the Weasley twin's free time, and DeAndry found herself lacking interesting things to do. When the twins were around, they were always scheming.
Halloween was the first allowed trip to Hogsmede and also the great feast. It was one day that DeAndry was looking forward to.
"Hey, Weasleys!!" DeAndry yelled trying to catch up with the redheads.
"There you are!" Fred exclaimed.
"We were looking for you," George added.
"Thought you had decided to stay back," Fred finished.
"And miss a chance to be witness to you guys in Hogsmede? Yeah right." DeAndry stepped in toe with the boys and finally caught her breath. "So, how's practice going?"
They both sighed simultaneously. "You'd think we were practicing for the World Cup the way Wood's carrying on," George complained as his twin nodded his head in agreement.
"Late nights?"
"And early mornings," Fred said guiding his friend and brother into Honeydukes.
"We were out on the field before sunrise yesterday."
DeAndry gasped over-dramatically. "You guys were up before the sun? The world is going to come to an end." DeAndry laughed at the faces the twins were giving her. "But you got through it alive."
"Well, sorta," Fred said sifting through a tub of multicolored candies.
"Most of the team slept through Wood's psychotic ramblings," George continued.
"Except for the part where he called you guys 'unbeatable'." DeAndry absently picked up a chocolate frog.
Fred laughed. "Yeah, we heard that part."
"How did you know he said that?" George asked lightly, frowning.
DeAndry laughed. "You just said that."
"No, we didn't," both George and Fred.
DeAndry froze, swearing that's what she heard George say. She ran her fingernails up the back of her neck to her hair. Her eyebrows furrowed, then quickly she put on a smile. "Wood must have told me."
Enormous grins crept across both George and Fred's lips. "Wood was talking about us?" George asked.
"And he said we were unbeatable?"
"I deny everything!" An overdramatic voice caught all of the Hogwarts students in the candy shop.
"Hey Wood," DeAndry said rolling her eyes at the Keeper.
Oliver draped an arm over DeAndry's shoulder. "Come on Harris, you owe me a butterbeer. Boys, we're off to the Three Broomsticks."
DeAndry shrugged and shot the Weasley twins an 'oh well' look as Wood led her out of Honeydukes.
Fred momentarily contemplated following his friends, but something caught his eye. "Ooo, free fudge samples!"
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the other Potterverse characters. They are owned by JK Rowling.
DeAndry Harris, along with the story, though, are mine. Read but do not hurt.
Timeline: During POA
Hehehe, I just want everyone to know, that I'm totally aware that some of the things that Snape does in this story is slightly our of character, but if I had him in total character he would die a lonely evil man hehehe (j/k). So anyway, I like this story and I took some creative licenses, I hope y'all like it.
Anyway, enough of that mumbo jumbo crap, I hope you like! And please review!!!
* * *
The next day Snape was surprisingly kind to everyone from the Gryffindor House. He only took away ten points when Neville caused his cauldron to explode. He didn't even scold DeAndry for turning Percy's head boy badge into a jumping insect at the beginning of the class.
By the second hour of Potions, DeAndry no longer wanted to pay attention. She rested her head on her hand as she lazily listened to Snape's lecture. Not really caring what he was talking about, she let her mind wander. She noticed Snape was unusually twitchy. He kept pushing his hair out of his face whenever his eyes wandered toward DeAndry's desk.
She watched his hand, barely seen under his sleeves, brush across his face, pulling his black hair out of his eyes. Her attention turned to his eyes. They were the darkest eyes she had ever seen. They were almost beautiful. Her eyes drifted down his face to his lips. She rested her gaze on his lips for a few moments and her mind drifted to the day before. How he had grabbed her shoulders so forcefully, pulling her into a kiss.
DeAndry jumped suddenly noticing that silence had fallen over the room and Snape's attention fell on her for the first time in the class. With a deep look from under her brows she stared into his eyes, her lip tightly between her teeth. He shifted uncomfortably behind his desk and shot an uneasy glance around the room, but no one had noticed the stolen look. The students were diligently concentrating on the paper that was just assigned.
DeAndry shook her head and slouched in her chair. She honestly didn't know what she was feeling for Snape.
*****
Weeks flew by. The warm September weather turned to fall, chilly and threatening winter. DeAndry dozed through her classes, and the days went by in a plodding routine.
The start of Quidditch practice occupied most of the Weasley twin's free time, and DeAndry found herself lacking interesting things to do. When the twins were around, they were always scheming.
Halloween was the first allowed trip to Hogsmede and also the great feast. It was one day that DeAndry was looking forward to.
"Hey, Weasleys!!" DeAndry yelled trying to catch up with the redheads.
"There you are!" Fred exclaimed.
"We were looking for you," George added.
"Thought you had decided to stay back," Fred finished.
"And miss a chance to be witness to you guys in Hogsmede? Yeah right." DeAndry stepped in toe with the boys and finally caught her breath. "So, how's practice going?"
They both sighed simultaneously. "You'd think we were practicing for the World Cup the way Wood's carrying on," George complained as his twin nodded his head in agreement.
"Late nights?"
"And early mornings," Fred said guiding his friend and brother into Honeydukes.
"We were out on the field before sunrise yesterday."
DeAndry gasped over-dramatically. "You guys were up before the sun? The world is going to come to an end." DeAndry laughed at the faces the twins were giving her. "But you got through it alive."
"Well, sorta," Fred said sifting through a tub of multicolored candies.
"Most of the team slept through Wood's psychotic ramblings," George continued.
"Except for the part where he called you guys 'unbeatable'." DeAndry absently picked up a chocolate frog.
Fred laughed. "Yeah, we heard that part."
"How did you know he said that?" George asked lightly, frowning.
DeAndry laughed. "You just said that."
"No, we didn't," both George and Fred.
DeAndry froze, swearing that's what she heard George say. She ran her fingernails up the back of her neck to her hair. Her eyebrows furrowed, then quickly she put on a smile. "Wood must have told me."
Enormous grins crept across both George and Fred's lips. "Wood was talking about us?" George asked.
"And he said we were unbeatable?"
"I deny everything!" An overdramatic voice caught all of the Hogwarts students in the candy shop.
"Hey Wood," DeAndry said rolling her eyes at the Keeper.
Oliver draped an arm over DeAndry's shoulder. "Come on Harris, you owe me a butterbeer. Boys, we're off to the Three Broomsticks."
DeAndry shrugged and shot the Weasley twins an 'oh well' look as Wood led her out of Honeydukes.
Fred momentarily contemplated following his friends, but something caught his eye. "Ooo, free fudge samples!"