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No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
7-Accidents Happen
Now, when you're from Saudi Arabia, you have an accent. And when you have an accent, you can't speak clearly. And when you can't speak clearly while traveling with floo powder, well... you end up somewhere you don't want to end up. Now Mona ended up somewhere that no one would want to end up in by accident. Professor Snape's office. Coughing, Mona was thrown out of the fireplace onto the cold stone floor. Slowly she got up and started to dust herself off, when she was interrupted by a deep voice. 'Who are you?' the question was brief, quick, and cold. She looked up into a face of a man which looked colder than the sound of his voice. 'Good morning, Professor Dumbledore,' she said quickly avoiding his gaze. If this was what Hogwarts was like, she didn't think that she would be welcome. The cold man laughed a laugh with absolutely no humor. 'I, the great Dumbledore, I'm afraid not child,' he said and suddenly turned serious. 'Who are you; why are you here?' He started to circle her. 'Answer me girl, take off that cloak, and let me see your face.' She stood up taller, 'That is none of your business, and I will not take off my cloak.' 'Take it off girl, now.' 'I will not take it off.' 'Take It Off.' 'I Won't.' 'YES.' 'NO.' 'YES.' 'NO.' They both stopped out of breath, both looking at each other in amazement. In her village, no one ever spoke to Mona in such a commanding way. 'No one has ever dared to contradict me so much before,' thought Snape, 'I even used my harshest voice. Only Potter would have the guts.' A breeze passed through the open door to Mona. She listened to the talk of a man's voice, a calm man's voice. 'I wonder where Mona could be; she's late.'
'Pleasant standing here sir, but I have to go meet someone,' Mona said briskly, her cat beside her. She started to walk towards the open door but was pulled back by the man's strong grip. 'I ask of you to release me sir,' she said, but her cat had stood dangerously close to the man and a sound escaped her, something very close to a growl.
Amused at the cat's behavior, the man replied, 'I'm afraid you are not allowed to leave my office.'
'Office? This... an office- it looks more like a dungeon,' she spat back at the pale man.
'Yes, it does... doesn't it,' said the man as he looked around proudly.
She had also started to look around. She saw the man's face, so... pale and his hair was so dark, like his eyes. Those features reminded her of someone else's. She looked at his desk. Upon it was a sign that said Professor Snape. Quickly, she put two and two together.
'Snape,' she gasped.
8-Recognition
'I see you can read,' he said and smirked looking into her eyes. Eyes that looked like... no... he shouldn't try to get his hopes up.
'Did you know Isabella, Isabella Snape?' she said quickly.
'How do you... you knew her...did... WHO are you?' he demanded.
'I'm Mona, her daughter. And... you're Severus her cousin,' she said looking at the man in a new light. It seemed that he was thinking along the same lines.
'Isabella's daughter, Mona! You looked familiar, but I didn't dare get my hopes up. Oh, Isabella was my favorite cousin, my father's sister's daughter, but she's... passed away.' His face, which looked like it had just come out in the sun after years in darkness, quickly retreated back behind its mask. 'Let's get you to Dumbledore, he must be waiting.' Walking to the office, they chatted in a much more friendly way than they had in the office.
9-Dumbledore
'Lemon drops,' said Snape as he and his niece climbed the swirling stair case. Dumbledore greeted them, and heard of why she was late. He explained all the rules of the school and what was expected of her in each class. Different to her prior feeling, Mona now felt welcome and happy to be part of this great and beautiful school. After sunset, Mona felt a cool wind fly to her through Dumbledore's open window. She heard laughter and animate talking, talking of children.
'The students of your school are here, Professor,' said Mona.
'How do you know such a thing, surely you didn't see them,' inquired the Professor.
'No, I heard them through the wind,' as soon as she had said so, she clasped a hand over her mouth. She hadn't wanted to keep her past a secret.
'Yes, I know of your power, Mona. Your secret is safe with me and Professor Snape, of course. However, I would like to stress on you the importance of you keeping this secret. Voldemort,' Snape looked slightly uneasy, 'will be looking for you. You must hide your identity. The best way would be, not to hide your face, but to show it. He knows that you had worn hagab, but if you take it off now it will be hard for you to be recognized,' Mona looked uneasy, 'However, the choice will always remain to be yours.'
Slowly, Mona unwrapped the hagab that had always hid all her face, but her eyes. With the cloth off, she felt unusually vulnerable. Both men in the office didn't say a thing once she had layed down her hagab. It wasn't sacred or religious, so she wondered why they were silent.
Finally Snape spoke, 'Are you sure she won't stand out, Albus. The girl is ... well there is no other word for it... she's beautiful.'
Dumbledore nodded, 'I see why you're parents insisted on you wearing the hagab. You truly are beautiful.' Mona felt her long silky hair, which fell to the lower part of her back. 'Well, I hope I'm not late for the sorting,' said Dumbledore quickly getting up.
Right before they entered the Great Hall, Mona stopped.
No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
7-Accidents Happen
Now, when you're from Saudi Arabia, you have an accent. And when you have an accent, you can't speak clearly. And when you can't speak clearly while traveling with floo powder, well... you end up somewhere you don't want to end up. Now Mona ended up somewhere that no one would want to end up in by accident. Professor Snape's office. Coughing, Mona was thrown out of the fireplace onto the cold stone floor. Slowly she got up and started to dust herself off, when she was interrupted by a deep voice. 'Who are you?' the question was brief, quick, and cold. She looked up into a face of a man which looked colder than the sound of his voice. 'Good morning, Professor Dumbledore,' she said quickly avoiding his gaze. If this was what Hogwarts was like, she didn't think that she would be welcome. The cold man laughed a laugh with absolutely no humor. 'I, the great Dumbledore, I'm afraid not child,' he said and suddenly turned serious. 'Who are you; why are you here?' He started to circle her. 'Answer me girl, take off that cloak, and let me see your face.' She stood up taller, 'That is none of your business, and I will not take off my cloak.' 'Take it off girl, now.' 'I will not take it off.' 'Take It Off.' 'I Won't.' 'YES.' 'NO.' 'YES.' 'NO.' They both stopped out of breath, both looking at each other in amazement. In her village, no one ever spoke to Mona in such a commanding way. 'No one has ever dared to contradict me so much before,' thought Snape, 'I even used my harshest voice. Only Potter would have the guts.' A breeze passed through the open door to Mona. She listened to the talk of a man's voice, a calm man's voice. 'I wonder where Mona could be; she's late.'
'Pleasant standing here sir, but I have to go meet someone,' Mona said briskly, her cat beside her. She started to walk towards the open door but was pulled back by the man's strong grip. 'I ask of you to release me sir,' she said, but her cat had stood dangerously close to the man and a sound escaped her, something very close to a growl.
Amused at the cat's behavior, the man replied, 'I'm afraid you are not allowed to leave my office.'
'Office? This... an office- it looks more like a dungeon,' she spat back at the pale man.
'Yes, it does... doesn't it,' said the man as he looked around proudly.
She had also started to look around. She saw the man's face, so... pale and his hair was so dark, like his eyes. Those features reminded her of someone else's. She looked at his desk. Upon it was a sign that said Professor Snape. Quickly, she put two and two together.
'Snape,' she gasped.
8-Recognition
'I see you can read,' he said and smirked looking into her eyes. Eyes that looked like... no... he shouldn't try to get his hopes up.
'Did you know Isabella, Isabella Snape?' she said quickly.
'How do you... you knew her...did... WHO are you?' he demanded.
'I'm Mona, her daughter. And... you're Severus her cousin,' she said looking at the man in a new light. It seemed that he was thinking along the same lines.
'Isabella's daughter, Mona! You looked familiar, but I didn't dare get my hopes up. Oh, Isabella was my favorite cousin, my father's sister's daughter, but she's... passed away.' His face, which looked like it had just come out in the sun after years in darkness, quickly retreated back behind its mask. 'Let's get you to Dumbledore, he must be waiting.' Walking to the office, they chatted in a much more friendly way than they had in the office.
9-Dumbledore
'Lemon drops,' said Snape as he and his niece climbed the swirling stair case. Dumbledore greeted them, and heard of why she was late. He explained all the rules of the school and what was expected of her in each class. Different to her prior feeling, Mona now felt welcome and happy to be part of this great and beautiful school. After sunset, Mona felt a cool wind fly to her through Dumbledore's open window. She heard laughter and animate talking, talking of children.
'The students of your school are here, Professor,' said Mona.
'How do you know such a thing, surely you didn't see them,' inquired the Professor.
'No, I heard them through the wind,' as soon as she had said so, she clasped a hand over her mouth. She hadn't wanted to keep her past a secret.
'Yes, I know of your power, Mona. Your secret is safe with me and Professor Snape, of course. However, I would like to stress on you the importance of you keeping this secret. Voldemort,' Snape looked slightly uneasy, 'will be looking for you. You must hide your identity. The best way would be, not to hide your face, but to show it. He knows that you had worn hagab, but if you take it off now it will be hard for you to be recognized,' Mona looked uneasy, 'However, the choice will always remain to be yours.'
Slowly, Mona unwrapped the hagab that had always hid all her face, but her eyes. With the cloth off, she felt unusually vulnerable. Both men in the office didn't say a thing once she had layed down her hagab. It wasn't sacred or religious, so she wondered why they were silent.
Finally Snape spoke, 'Are you sure she won't stand out, Albus. The girl is ... well there is no other word for it... she's beautiful.'
Dumbledore nodded, 'I see why you're parents insisted on you wearing the hagab. You truly are beautiful.' Mona felt her long silky hair, which fell to the lower part of her back. 'Well, I hope I'm not late for the sorting,' said Dumbledore quickly getting up.
Right before they entered the Great Hall, Mona stopped.