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
Oooo Oooo, I have to give mondo credit to my best bud Kelly Fox for the Slytherin break in bit. Instead of the rest of the story where I wrote it and she helped make it sound better, she actually did most of the writing for that section and I made it sound better (which is so funny because in almost all of my stories there is a chunk that she had a hand or foot in) so this one is hers. Merci beaucoup!!!
Anyway, enough of that mumbo jumbo crap, I hope you like! And please review!!!
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The following week had passed and everything but Sirius Black was gone from everyone's minds. DeAndry's Professor troubles never crossed her mind, until the day after Gryffindor lost to Hufflepuff because of Harry's mishap with the dementors.
Everyone from the Slytherin house was in good spirits, including Professor Snape.
Malfoy was prodding Harry as he, along with Hermione, Ron, George, Fred, and DeAndry, were on their way to dinner after Harry had gotten out of the hospital wing.
Draco was imitating Harry falling off his broom, and then laughing about it with his two usual lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Shut up Malfoy," said DeAndry, finally getting fed up.
"Mind your own business, Harris," Malfoy shot back.
DeAndry was no doubt ready to give Draco a rather large piece of her mind when she was stopped.
"Come on English," George said seeing Snape round the corner. George grabbed DeAndry by the arm and pulled her away from Malfoy.
The five Gryffindors continued on their way to the Great Hall for their meal with the Slytherins following close behind.
DeAndry rolled her eyes when she heard Professor Snape's voice.
"It's such a shame that our groundskeeper's pet viciously attacked you," Snape said to Malfoy.
"He's a Professor now!" Harry turned and spat at Snape.
"Whatever," Snape said, showing that he still wouldn't acknowledge him as such.
"And Malfoy's not even hurt," said DeAndry. She applied pressure where his bandages were. When there was no immediate reaction from Malfoy, she turned to Snape, "See."
Suddenly, as if the reaction was delayed, Malfoy wailed in pain.
An evil smile spread across Snape's pale face. "Detention!"
"What?!" DeAndry cried.
Malfoy shot her triumphal smirk.
DeAndry scowled, as Snape passed the group of students. All three Weasleys glared at Malfoy. He just smirked and followed Snape into the Hall.
*****
"There's got to be a way to get back at Malfoy without getting another detention," DeAndry whispered to the Weasley twins. She glanced up to the staff table to find Snape tilting his head and smirking in her direction. "And it's got to be tonight."
*****
As DeAndry emerged down the stairs from the dormitory a few minutes after midnight, George and Fed stood from their current positions in front of the fire.
"You guys ready?" DeAndry asked peering over the banister.
The two redheads held up a backpack each showing that they were ready and prepared.
DeAndry hopped down the stairs and strode up to the twins. "Let's get going. But I hope you have some brilliant idea to get us into the Slytherin dormitory," she said it with a hint of skepticism.
George and Fred looked surprised and hurt.
"Of course we have a plan," George said.
"You doubted us?" Fred added.
"Whatever," DeAndry half laughed at the dramatic moment for the twins. "Let's go."
DeAndry and the twins climbed out of the common room and into the dark corridors of the school. They stalked from shadow to shadow. Randomly, George would pause and glance at something in his bag. Fred would then lean over him to look in the bag. DeAndry ignored it, having long ago learned not to ask. Moments later they would continue in their path.
The three crept down the hallway toward the Great Hall.
"Where are we going?" DeAndry whispered.
"You'll see," Fred said with a smile over his shoulder.
DeAndry rolled her eyes but continued to follow after the twins.
In the main hall, they took a surprising turn down a small corridor. George and Fred halted dramatically in front of a statue of a knight with a sword as if they expected DeAndry to acknowledge some great feat.
"Why are we here?"
Fred pulled down on the sword. A low grumbling noise was heard just before the statue moved to one side revealing a secret passage way.
"It leads right into the Slytherin House," Fred explained.
"I don't even think any of the Slytherins know it's here," George said and jumped into the dark passage way.
DeAndry was impressed. "You two are amazing," she said as she followed the twins into the passage.
"We know." George said with a grin. Fred nodded.
They walked in silence for a moment after lighting their wands. The air was stale and musty, and it made DeAndry cough.
"Shhh." George and Fred said at the same time. "Do you want to get us caught?"
"Sorry!" DeAndry whispered harshly. "Do you really think that we could get caught in here? You said that none of the Slytherins knew about it."
"That doesn't mean that Filch doesn't." George said. "It wouldn't be pleasant if he caught us."
"And Snape," Fred added. "You can't forget Snape."
"He's been in a pissy mood lately-I mean, more pissy than usual." George held his wand out to the side looking for something along the wall of the tunnel. "It's bad enough putting up with him for Potions," he continued, "but now he's teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts while Professor Lupin's gone."
"Lupin's gone?" DeAndry asked. "I just had class with him on Wednesday."
"Yeah, he's sick or something," Fred explained.
"Snape wasn't subbing until Friday," said George.
There was silence for a moment, except for the rhythmic thump of their feet in the soft dirt.
"I hope Lupin's back by Tuesday," DeAndry sighed. "I like Lupin."
"Me too," both George and Fred agreed.
George and Fred paused again, holding their wands to the wall. They took several slow steps examining the cold stone.
"What are you looking for?" DeAndry asked.
"The stone with the snake on it." Fred said.
"Stone with a snake?"
"It's the entry." George said. "But we have to find it."
"Ah."
They continued down the passage, keeping a close watch on the wall. It wasn't much longer that George let out a happy 'ah ha!'
"Shhh." Fred said, but smiled. "Good. I was beginning to think that we had missed it."
DeAndry finally saw what they were talking about. One stone, halfway up the wall, had a coiled snake carved into it. It had its mouth open, which was a depression in the rock.
"Stand back," George said and stepped back. Holding his wand at arms length, he placed the tip of his wand in the depression. "Guardian serpent, I bid you open."
At his command, three stones wide by three stones tall seemed to vanish. All that was left was a transparent wispy outline of the stones and the snake. They looked like wire cubes floating on top of one another.
"Hurry," Fred said and stepped through. The others followed closely behind him.
When DeAndry looked back, the wall looked solid. "Did it close us in?"
"No. We can walk right back through that wall. It stays open until you close it."
DeAndry nodded and took an opportunity to observe the Slytherin common room. It reminded her of Snape's dungeon classroom. She shuttered at the thought of living in such a place; although, it seemed to suit its occupants well.
The three quietly snuck through an arched doorway toward the dorms. Fred found the third year boys room first. He slowly pushed the door open and motioned for the others to follow him. The room was cramped and it smelled odd, like dirty socks. DeAndry plugged her nose and George nodded at her in agreement.
Malfoy wasn't too hard to pick out. His area was the only one spotlessly clean. The others had clothing, books, and candy strewn all over.
The three snuck over to Malfoy's bed. Grinning mischievously, George and Fred began digging in their bags. Fred pulled out a packet of magic hair color: brilliant red. George pulled out a packet almost identical: daisy yellow. DeAndry grinned and nodded.
One of the Slytherins across the room snorted in their sleep and rolled over. The three Gryffindors froze, waiting. To their horror, he sat up. By the large flat head, they recognized him as Crabbe.
The Gryffindors glanced at each other just before the brute's voice hollered. "Malfoy!"
"Run!" George hissed.
The three didn't half to be told. They shot for the door as if it were their last hope at life.
Crabbe sprang from his bed, but his large fumbling feet didn't move quickly enough. DeAndry slammed the door closed in his face.
The three, scared and panicking, fled to their hidden passage way. They jumped through it just in time to spin around and see Malfoy leading Crabbe and Goyle on a rampage. They watched for a moment as Malfoy, furious, flung a handful of powder in the dying fire. "Professor!"
Moments later Snape's voice trickled into the room. "You'd better had a good reason for this, Malfoy."
"Gryffindors! Gryffindors in MY BEDROOM!"
The Gryffindors looked at each other nervously, and there was a moment of silence. George reached out and closed the entry.
"We'd better get back NOW!" DeAndry said as she broke into a run down the passage. George and Fred didn't argue; they were right behind her.
DeAndry's heart was beating fast. It was one thing to be disrespectful and snotty to a Professor but something completely different to break into the Slytherin dormitory, and Professor Snape knew. She prayed that they could get safely back in bed before being caught.
They were nearing the Gryffindor room and DeAndry thought they were home free when they rounded the corner to see a dark figure standing in front of the portrait. She stopped in her tracks and hurtled in the opposite direction. George and Fred did the same thing when they saw the Slytherin professor in the hall.
George and Fred pulled DeAndry into another passage way. They sprinted to the other side and emerged into a corridor far away from the Gryffindor dormitory. The three slowed to a walk and started down the hall.
"What are we going to do?" DeAndry asked. "Knowing him, he'll stay there all night."
George and Fred groaned.
"We should consult the Marauders." Fred said.
"It's our only option," George nodded.
"Marauders?"
"We'll show you," they said.
"We need to find a safe place," George said.
Fred stepped toward the nearest door. Opening it, he stated, "It's empty."
George shoved DeAndry in the door. Fred flopped down on the floor. "The Marauder's map," he said.
DeAndry sat down next to him. She watched the map of Hogwarts reveal itself on the old piece of parchment. "Cool."
Fred nodded. "All the secret passage ways in the school are on this map."
DeAndry grinned and stared at it as Fred searched for a safe way to return to their common room.
George milled around the room, looking at the covered furniture in the room. "Anything?"
"I think. Yes! I think all the dorms have a secret entry into their common room." Fred said, but paused.
George stood in front of a large thin vertical piece of furniture. He stared at it in curiosity. Finally, he pulled the cover off of it, revealing a large mirror. His eyes widened, and he smiled at his discovery. "Fred! DeAndry! Come look at this."
"Huh?" Fred looked up from the map. "What are you carrying on about?"
"You have to look at this. Just come on!"
DeAndry and Fred stood at the same time. Fred bounced over to his twin, while DeAndry walked slowly.
"Wow!" Fred said completely amazed. He touched the edge of the mirror. "Is this what I think it is?" he asked peering into his reflection.
"What?" DeAndry asked.
"The Mirror of Erised," George said in awe. He stepped up next to his brother.
"There we are," said Fred.
"We're standing in front of our joke shop, George and Fred's," George said.
"The sign doesn't say 'George and Fred's,'" Fred explained. "It says 'Fred and George's.'"
They both scoffed.
"Hey," George said peeling his eyes off his reflection. "Let's let her."
The twins stepped back allowing DeAndry to step up. Stopped in front of the mirror.
"What does it do?" She asked only seeing her reflection.
"It shows you what you most desire," Fred said.
George explained how they had heard about it, but DeAndry wasn't listening.
Snape had appeared right behind her. She was confused. Why would she most desire getting caught by Snape? As she watched the reflection, she noticed Snape's hands were sitting on her hips. He smiled slyly and bent down pressing his lips on her neck. DeAndry's reflection closed her eyes and turned to face Snape. He grabbed her around the waist roughly and forced her into a demanding kiss.
"DeAndry!" Fred shouted.
The image in the mirror vanished and DeAndry was left staring at herself, breathing heavily.
"What did you see?" George asked.
DeAndry turned to her friends, but she couldn't tell them what she saw.
"Was it your parents?" Fred asked eagerly.
"Yeah," DeAndry said quickly, but her voice wasn't more than a whisper.
A crash of armor echoed down the corridor outside the classroom. All three students looked at each other.
"Peeves?" Fred asked hopefully.
"I don't think we should chance it," said George. "Let's get out of here."
DeAndry and Fred nodded in agreement.
Following Fred's directions, the three Gryffindors found their way through the kitchens, up a winding and twisting staircase, and into their common room. The twins grinned at each other, praised their excellent adventure, and said good night to DeAndry. They didn't even notice her sudden change in emotion.
She dragged herself up the stairs and into her dorm. Not bothering to put on pajamas, she dropped into her bed and threw the covers over her face.
DeAndry lay awake for hours pondering what she had seen in the mirror. The one thing she had desired most was Professor Snape. She replayed the images from the mirror a thousand times in her mind. If she thought hard enough, she could almost feel his hands on her body.
It was a lot harder getting up the next morning.
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
Oooo Oooo, I have to give mondo credit to my best bud Kelly Fox for the Slytherin break in bit. Instead of the rest of the story where I wrote it and she helped make it sound better, she actually did most of the writing for that section and I made it sound better (which is so funny because in almost all of my stories there is a chunk that she had a hand or foot in) so this one is hers. Merci beaucoup!!!
Anyway, enough of that mumbo jumbo crap, I hope you like! And please review!!!
* * *
The following week had passed and everything but Sirius Black was gone from everyone's minds. DeAndry's Professor troubles never crossed her mind, until the day after Gryffindor lost to Hufflepuff because of Harry's mishap with the dementors.
Everyone from the Slytherin house was in good spirits, including Professor Snape.
Malfoy was prodding Harry as he, along with Hermione, Ron, George, Fred, and DeAndry, were on their way to dinner after Harry had gotten out of the hospital wing.
Draco was imitating Harry falling off his broom, and then laughing about it with his two usual lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Shut up Malfoy," said DeAndry, finally getting fed up.
"Mind your own business, Harris," Malfoy shot back.
DeAndry was no doubt ready to give Draco a rather large piece of her mind when she was stopped.
"Come on English," George said seeing Snape round the corner. George grabbed DeAndry by the arm and pulled her away from Malfoy.
The five Gryffindors continued on their way to the Great Hall for their meal with the Slytherins following close behind.
DeAndry rolled her eyes when she heard Professor Snape's voice.
"It's such a shame that our groundskeeper's pet viciously attacked you," Snape said to Malfoy.
"He's a Professor now!" Harry turned and spat at Snape.
"Whatever," Snape said, showing that he still wouldn't acknowledge him as such.
"And Malfoy's not even hurt," said DeAndry. She applied pressure where his bandages were. When there was no immediate reaction from Malfoy, she turned to Snape, "See."
Suddenly, as if the reaction was delayed, Malfoy wailed in pain.
An evil smile spread across Snape's pale face. "Detention!"
"What?!" DeAndry cried.
Malfoy shot her triumphal smirk.
DeAndry scowled, as Snape passed the group of students. All three Weasleys glared at Malfoy. He just smirked and followed Snape into the Hall.
*****
"There's got to be a way to get back at Malfoy without getting another detention," DeAndry whispered to the Weasley twins. She glanced up to the staff table to find Snape tilting his head and smirking in her direction. "And it's got to be tonight."
*****
As DeAndry emerged down the stairs from the dormitory a few minutes after midnight, George and Fed stood from their current positions in front of the fire.
"You guys ready?" DeAndry asked peering over the banister.
The two redheads held up a backpack each showing that they were ready and prepared.
DeAndry hopped down the stairs and strode up to the twins. "Let's get going. But I hope you have some brilliant idea to get us into the Slytherin dormitory," she said it with a hint of skepticism.
George and Fred looked surprised and hurt.
"Of course we have a plan," George said.
"You doubted us?" Fred added.
"Whatever," DeAndry half laughed at the dramatic moment for the twins. "Let's go."
DeAndry and the twins climbed out of the common room and into the dark corridors of the school. They stalked from shadow to shadow. Randomly, George would pause and glance at something in his bag. Fred would then lean over him to look in the bag. DeAndry ignored it, having long ago learned not to ask. Moments later they would continue in their path.
The three crept down the hallway toward the Great Hall.
"Where are we going?" DeAndry whispered.
"You'll see," Fred said with a smile over his shoulder.
DeAndry rolled her eyes but continued to follow after the twins.
In the main hall, they took a surprising turn down a small corridor. George and Fred halted dramatically in front of a statue of a knight with a sword as if they expected DeAndry to acknowledge some great feat.
"Why are we here?"
Fred pulled down on the sword. A low grumbling noise was heard just before the statue moved to one side revealing a secret passage way.
"It leads right into the Slytherin House," Fred explained.
"I don't even think any of the Slytherins know it's here," George said and jumped into the dark passage way.
DeAndry was impressed. "You two are amazing," she said as she followed the twins into the passage.
"We know." George said with a grin. Fred nodded.
They walked in silence for a moment after lighting their wands. The air was stale and musty, and it made DeAndry cough.
"Shhh." George and Fred said at the same time. "Do you want to get us caught?"
"Sorry!" DeAndry whispered harshly. "Do you really think that we could get caught in here? You said that none of the Slytherins knew about it."
"That doesn't mean that Filch doesn't." George said. "It wouldn't be pleasant if he caught us."
"And Snape," Fred added. "You can't forget Snape."
"He's been in a pissy mood lately-I mean, more pissy than usual." George held his wand out to the side looking for something along the wall of the tunnel. "It's bad enough putting up with him for Potions," he continued, "but now he's teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts while Professor Lupin's gone."
"Lupin's gone?" DeAndry asked. "I just had class with him on Wednesday."
"Yeah, he's sick or something," Fred explained.
"Snape wasn't subbing until Friday," said George.
There was silence for a moment, except for the rhythmic thump of their feet in the soft dirt.
"I hope Lupin's back by Tuesday," DeAndry sighed. "I like Lupin."
"Me too," both George and Fred agreed.
George and Fred paused again, holding their wands to the wall. They took several slow steps examining the cold stone.
"What are you looking for?" DeAndry asked.
"The stone with the snake on it." Fred said.
"Stone with a snake?"
"It's the entry." George said. "But we have to find it."
"Ah."
They continued down the passage, keeping a close watch on the wall. It wasn't much longer that George let out a happy 'ah ha!'
"Shhh." Fred said, but smiled. "Good. I was beginning to think that we had missed it."
DeAndry finally saw what they were talking about. One stone, halfway up the wall, had a coiled snake carved into it. It had its mouth open, which was a depression in the rock.
"Stand back," George said and stepped back. Holding his wand at arms length, he placed the tip of his wand in the depression. "Guardian serpent, I bid you open."
At his command, three stones wide by three stones tall seemed to vanish. All that was left was a transparent wispy outline of the stones and the snake. They looked like wire cubes floating on top of one another.
"Hurry," Fred said and stepped through. The others followed closely behind him.
When DeAndry looked back, the wall looked solid. "Did it close us in?"
"No. We can walk right back through that wall. It stays open until you close it."
DeAndry nodded and took an opportunity to observe the Slytherin common room. It reminded her of Snape's dungeon classroom. She shuttered at the thought of living in such a place; although, it seemed to suit its occupants well.
The three quietly snuck through an arched doorway toward the dorms. Fred found the third year boys room first. He slowly pushed the door open and motioned for the others to follow him. The room was cramped and it smelled odd, like dirty socks. DeAndry plugged her nose and George nodded at her in agreement.
Malfoy wasn't too hard to pick out. His area was the only one spotlessly clean. The others had clothing, books, and candy strewn all over.
The three snuck over to Malfoy's bed. Grinning mischievously, George and Fred began digging in their bags. Fred pulled out a packet of magic hair color: brilliant red. George pulled out a packet almost identical: daisy yellow. DeAndry grinned and nodded.
One of the Slytherins across the room snorted in their sleep and rolled over. The three Gryffindors froze, waiting. To their horror, he sat up. By the large flat head, they recognized him as Crabbe.
The Gryffindors glanced at each other just before the brute's voice hollered. "Malfoy!"
"Run!" George hissed.
The three didn't half to be told. They shot for the door as if it were their last hope at life.
Crabbe sprang from his bed, but his large fumbling feet didn't move quickly enough. DeAndry slammed the door closed in his face.
The three, scared and panicking, fled to their hidden passage way. They jumped through it just in time to spin around and see Malfoy leading Crabbe and Goyle on a rampage. They watched for a moment as Malfoy, furious, flung a handful of powder in the dying fire. "Professor!"
Moments later Snape's voice trickled into the room. "You'd better had a good reason for this, Malfoy."
"Gryffindors! Gryffindors in MY BEDROOM!"
The Gryffindors looked at each other nervously, and there was a moment of silence. George reached out and closed the entry.
"We'd better get back NOW!" DeAndry said as she broke into a run down the passage. George and Fred didn't argue; they were right behind her.
DeAndry's heart was beating fast. It was one thing to be disrespectful and snotty to a Professor but something completely different to break into the Slytherin dormitory, and Professor Snape knew. She prayed that they could get safely back in bed before being caught.
They were nearing the Gryffindor room and DeAndry thought they were home free when they rounded the corner to see a dark figure standing in front of the portrait. She stopped in her tracks and hurtled in the opposite direction. George and Fred did the same thing when they saw the Slytherin professor in the hall.
George and Fred pulled DeAndry into another passage way. They sprinted to the other side and emerged into a corridor far away from the Gryffindor dormitory. The three slowed to a walk and started down the hall.
"What are we going to do?" DeAndry asked. "Knowing him, he'll stay there all night."
George and Fred groaned.
"We should consult the Marauders." Fred said.
"It's our only option," George nodded.
"Marauders?"
"We'll show you," they said.
"We need to find a safe place," George said.
Fred stepped toward the nearest door. Opening it, he stated, "It's empty."
George shoved DeAndry in the door. Fred flopped down on the floor. "The Marauder's map," he said.
DeAndry sat down next to him. She watched the map of Hogwarts reveal itself on the old piece of parchment. "Cool."
Fred nodded. "All the secret passage ways in the school are on this map."
DeAndry grinned and stared at it as Fred searched for a safe way to return to their common room.
George milled around the room, looking at the covered furniture in the room. "Anything?"
"I think. Yes! I think all the dorms have a secret entry into their common room." Fred said, but paused.
George stood in front of a large thin vertical piece of furniture. He stared at it in curiosity. Finally, he pulled the cover off of it, revealing a large mirror. His eyes widened, and he smiled at his discovery. "Fred! DeAndry! Come look at this."
"Huh?" Fred looked up from the map. "What are you carrying on about?"
"You have to look at this. Just come on!"
DeAndry and Fred stood at the same time. Fred bounced over to his twin, while DeAndry walked slowly.
"Wow!" Fred said completely amazed. He touched the edge of the mirror. "Is this what I think it is?" he asked peering into his reflection.
"What?" DeAndry asked.
"The Mirror of Erised," George said in awe. He stepped up next to his brother.
"There we are," said Fred.
"We're standing in front of our joke shop, George and Fred's," George said.
"The sign doesn't say 'George and Fred's,'" Fred explained. "It says 'Fred and George's.'"
They both scoffed.
"Hey," George said peeling his eyes off his reflection. "Let's let her."
The twins stepped back allowing DeAndry to step up. Stopped in front of the mirror.
"What does it do?" She asked only seeing her reflection.
"It shows you what you most desire," Fred said.
George explained how they had heard about it, but DeAndry wasn't listening.
Snape had appeared right behind her. She was confused. Why would she most desire getting caught by Snape? As she watched the reflection, she noticed Snape's hands were sitting on her hips. He smiled slyly and bent down pressing his lips on her neck. DeAndry's reflection closed her eyes and turned to face Snape. He grabbed her around the waist roughly and forced her into a demanding kiss.
"DeAndry!" Fred shouted.
The image in the mirror vanished and DeAndry was left staring at herself, breathing heavily.
"What did you see?" George asked.
DeAndry turned to her friends, but she couldn't tell them what she saw.
"Was it your parents?" Fred asked eagerly.
"Yeah," DeAndry said quickly, but her voice wasn't more than a whisper.
A crash of armor echoed down the corridor outside the classroom. All three students looked at each other.
"Peeves?" Fred asked hopefully.
"I don't think we should chance it," said George. "Let's get out of here."
DeAndry and Fred nodded in agreement.
Following Fred's directions, the three Gryffindors found their way through the kitchens, up a winding and twisting staircase, and into their common room. The twins grinned at each other, praised their excellent adventure, and said good night to DeAndry. They didn't even notice her sudden change in emotion.
She dragged herself up the stairs and into her dorm. Not bothering to put on pajamas, she dropped into her bed and threw the covers over her face.
DeAndry lay awake for hours pondering what she had seen in the mirror. The one thing she had desired most was Professor Snape. She replayed the images from the mirror a thousand times in her mind. If she thought hard enough, she could almost feel his hands on her body.
It was a lot harder getting up the next morning.