Slytherin Through and Through
Authors Note: Hay all, and again I wasnt going to keep writing but hay what else is there to do on a boring summers day? Nothing. I have a total of 5 reviews (thats totally cool though) and of those 5, 3 of them are telling me my character is a total Mary-Sue and they are right but 2 of my reviews tell me its good and they want me to continue so I'm going to. I dont see a major problem in having a Mary-Sueish type of character as long as the story is fun. So anyways I will keep updating whenever I get a chance or a reviewer that likes the story. If anyone has a problem with Mary sues then I guess my story aint for you.
Disclaimer: I dont own any of the things that are recognisable.
Chapter Four
Two days later Kayla found herself following the corridors to the Great Hall for breakfast. Today all the other students would be arriving. She entered the Great Hall and took the seat next to Professor Snape.
"Is there a reason why insist on sitting beside me at every meal?" Snape asked.
"Simply to annoy you." She answered honestly.
"You are extremely lucky you are in Slytherin or I'd be forced to take points away before you had a chance to earn any." Snape said sourly.
"How does that work? Like you are able to take away points before theres a single point to take away. I dont think thats very fair."
"Well life isnt fair.' Snape countered. ' Besides thats one of the bonus's of being a teacher, you get to be plenty unfair and there isnt anything anyone can do about it." Snape scowled, trying to convince her to take up a conversation with one of the other professors.
"Why do you deteste me so much?"
"Because you are full of mysteries and you are trying to intrigue me. I dont want to be intrigued, I want a nothing more than to be a professor and have you as nothing more than a student. I dont want to know all your secrets like who you really are and where you come from because quite frankly I dont care." Snaped added a typical sneer to prove his point.
"Well thats not very nice. All the other teachers has made a point of talking with me and trying to figure me out in the few minutes we are together. Why do you haev to be so different if all you want to do is be the same?"
"Why do ask so many question?"
"I thought you didnt care. Was I wrong?"
"Didnt your parents ever tell you not to answer a question with a question?"
"Didnt yours?"
"No."
"Mine either. They told me to do what I want and not do what I dont want to."
"And that has to do with what exactly?"
"Are you intrigued to know?"
"How did you do that? You completly turned everything around just by talking about nothing."
"I was taught well. Now can you excuse me I want to get ready for the arrival of the other students."
"But you havent even ate."
"Not hungery."
"Then why did you come here?"
"Wouldnt you like to know?"
"No. Im not getting into the question thing again. You are to confusing for me to want to understand."
"If you say so. I will see you at dinner." Kayla got up and walked out of the Great Hall with an aura of acheivement around her.
That girl drives me crazy. I have to find out what her deal is. No! I cant do that, thats exactly what she wants me to do. But I have to know. But then she wins. Are you going to let a 15 year old girl get the upper hand on Severus Snape? I dont think so. she can just do what she does and I'll do what I do and we will avoid each other completely. Good plan.
"Severus? Are you there?" Dumbledore asked.
"What? I apologize. I must go prepare for the students arrival. Excuse me please." Snape stood and exited the Great Hall with a swish of his robes.
*****
Kayla sat on her bed thinking about how life was going to be with kids her age. All her life she had only been around her mother and father and a few well trusted adults. She had never known any of her family, her mother told her once that they were all dead and to not bring it up again because it brought sorrow and then her father would get mad and punish her. Kayla didnt ever want to be the reason her mother got punished so she had never said anything again. Kayla had never had any friends her age because her father believed that friends would bring weakness and there was no weakness in her family. She vaguely remembered that there was a child she was allowed to play with but as soon as her father noticed that she was having memories about these people he put a stop to it. She remembered the last time she ever saw that boy.
~"Kayla, you will have to say bye to Drake today. You wont be able to play with him anymore, okay?" Her father had said.
"Why daddy? Drake is my friend, I want to play." Kayla had asked innocently.
"Because friends make you weak, remember what I told you before? Do you want you and Drake to become weak?"
"No! I not goin to be weak. Drake has to be strong too. I gunna tell him today. I love you daddy." Kayla had hugged her dad with understanding.
Drake came over later that day and Kayla wouldnt let him in further than the foyer.
"Kay, come on I wanna play."
"No Drake, we cant play anymore. We played too much. We are friends. Daddy said friends are weak and we cant be weak. Cuz one day we need to be strong to make our daddys proud. Okay?" Kayla had said firmly but nicely.
"Im not weak.' Drake said with dignity. 'See? I can pick you up still." Drake proved it by picking up his only friend.
"NO Drake! Not in muscles. In the head!' Kayla had pointed at her head for emphasis. 'If we are friends then your brain will get weak. We cant be weak at all if we want to be like our daddys."
"But how does being your friend make my brain weak?"
"I dunno, thats just what my daddy said. And my daddys always right."
"Okay. But daddy can you explain why playing with Kay will make my brain weak?" Drake had asked his dad who had been standing behind Drake watching the scene before him being played out by two five year olds.
"Because if you play together you will become really good friends and if you are friends you will think about each other before yourselves. And if you think of someone else before yourself then you will die before that person and if you die before that person than you cannot follow in our footsteps. Do you understand?"
"I think so. So can I ever see Kay again?" Drake had asked.
"Probably not. I dont think her father is going to send her to school so you wont reunite. Not until you are old enough to be aquaintances and not friends."
"What does acu- aquin... What does that word mean?" Kayla had asked.
"When you are old enough to understand then word and say it then you will probably be able to play together again."
"When will that be?" Drake asked his father.
"Not for a long time my boy, not for a lond time." ~
Kayla came out of the memory nearly teary eyed. She attempted to say the word that had bugged her her entire life.
"Aquin... Acuaince... Augh! Why cant I every get this right?" She asked herself.
Maybe youre not supposed to. Whats that supposed to mean? Maybe you and Drake werent meant to reunite. But Im at school, he's supposed to be at school. This is the best school so Mr. Malfoy wouldnt have sent Drake anywhere else. But Durmstrang has a better Dark Arts program. So? So? Maybe its nothing, maybe its everything. Why am I talking to myself? Because there isnt anyone else to talk to. But talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity. Then buy a cat to talk to, only problem is they dont talk back. That might not be a bad thing.
Kayla looked out the window and just wondered about the conversation she had just had with herself.
Authors Note: Hay all, and again I wasnt going to keep writing but hay what else is there to do on a boring summers day? Nothing. I have a total of 5 reviews (thats totally cool though) and of those 5, 3 of them are telling me my character is a total Mary-Sue and they are right but 2 of my reviews tell me its good and they want me to continue so I'm going to. I dont see a major problem in having a Mary-Sueish type of character as long as the story is fun. So anyways I will keep updating whenever I get a chance or a reviewer that likes the story. If anyone has a problem with Mary sues then I guess my story aint for you.
Disclaimer: I dont own any of the things that are recognisable.
Chapter Four
Two days later Kayla found herself following the corridors to the Great Hall for breakfast. Today all the other students would be arriving. She entered the Great Hall and took the seat next to Professor Snape.
"Is there a reason why insist on sitting beside me at every meal?" Snape asked.
"Simply to annoy you." She answered honestly.
"You are extremely lucky you are in Slytherin or I'd be forced to take points away before you had a chance to earn any." Snape said sourly.
"How does that work? Like you are able to take away points before theres a single point to take away. I dont think thats very fair."
"Well life isnt fair.' Snape countered. ' Besides thats one of the bonus's of being a teacher, you get to be plenty unfair and there isnt anything anyone can do about it." Snape scowled, trying to convince her to take up a conversation with one of the other professors.
"Why do you deteste me so much?"
"Because you are full of mysteries and you are trying to intrigue me. I dont want to be intrigued, I want a nothing more than to be a professor and have you as nothing more than a student. I dont want to know all your secrets like who you really are and where you come from because quite frankly I dont care." Snaped added a typical sneer to prove his point.
"Well thats not very nice. All the other teachers has made a point of talking with me and trying to figure me out in the few minutes we are together. Why do you haev to be so different if all you want to do is be the same?"
"Why do ask so many question?"
"I thought you didnt care. Was I wrong?"
"Didnt your parents ever tell you not to answer a question with a question?"
"Didnt yours?"
"No."
"Mine either. They told me to do what I want and not do what I dont want to."
"And that has to do with what exactly?"
"Are you intrigued to know?"
"How did you do that? You completly turned everything around just by talking about nothing."
"I was taught well. Now can you excuse me I want to get ready for the arrival of the other students."
"But you havent even ate."
"Not hungery."
"Then why did you come here?"
"Wouldnt you like to know?"
"No. Im not getting into the question thing again. You are to confusing for me to want to understand."
"If you say so. I will see you at dinner." Kayla got up and walked out of the Great Hall with an aura of acheivement around her.
That girl drives me crazy. I have to find out what her deal is. No! I cant do that, thats exactly what she wants me to do. But I have to know. But then she wins. Are you going to let a 15 year old girl get the upper hand on Severus Snape? I dont think so. she can just do what she does and I'll do what I do and we will avoid each other completely. Good plan.
"Severus? Are you there?" Dumbledore asked.
"What? I apologize. I must go prepare for the students arrival. Excuse me please." Snape stood and exited the Great Hall with a swish of his robes.
*****
Kayla sat on her bed thinking about how life was going to be with kids her age. All her life she had only been around her mother and father and a few well trusted adults. She had never known any of her family, her mother told her once that they were all dead and to not bring it up again because it brought sorrow and then her father would get mad and punish her. Kayla didnt ever want to be the reason her mother got punished so she had never said anything again. Kayla had never had any friends her age because her father believed that friends would bring weakness and there was no weakness in her family. She vaguely remembered that there was a child she was allowed to play with but as soon as her father noticed that she was having memories about these people he put a stop to it. She remembered the last time she ever saw that boy.
~"Kayla, you will have to say bye to Drake today. You wont be able to play with him anymore, okay?" Her father had said.
"Why daddy? Drake is my friend, I want to play." Kayla had asked innocently.
"Because friends make you weak, remember what I told you before? Do you want you and Drake to become weak?"
"No! I not goin to be weak. Drake has to be strong too. I gunna tell him today. I love you daddy." Kayla had hugged her dad with understanding.
Drake came over later that day and Kayla wouldnt let him in further than the foyer.
"Kay, come on I wanna play."
"No Drake, we cant play anymore. We played too much. We are friends. Daddy said friends are weak and we cant be weak. Cuz one day we need to be strong to make our daddys proud. Okay?" Kayla had said firmly but nicely.
"Im not weak.' Drake said with dignity. 'See? I can pick you up still." Drake proved it by picking up his only friend.
"NO Drake! Not in muscles. In the head!' Kayla had pointed at her head for emphasis. 'If we are friends then your brain will get weak. We cant be weak at all if we want to be like our daddys."
"But how does being your friend make my brain weak?"
"I dunno, thats just what my daddy said. And my daddys always right."
"Okay. But daddy can you explain why playing with Kay will make my brain weak?" Drake had asked his dad who had been standing behind Drake watching the scene before him being played out by two five year olds.
"Because if you play together you will become really good friends and if you are friends you will think about each other before yourselves. And if you think of someone else before yourself then you will die before that person and if you die before that person than you cannot follow in our footsteps. Do you understand?"
"I think so. So can I ever see Kay again?" Drake had asked.
"Probably not. I dont think her father is going to send her to school so you wont reunite. Not until you are old enough to be aquaintances and not friends."
"What does acu- aquin... What does that word mean?" Kayla had asked.
"When you are old enough to understand then word and say it then you will probably be able to play together again."
"When will that be?" Drake asked his father.
"Not for a long time my boy, not for a lond time." ~
Kayla came out of the memory nearly teary eyed. She attempted to say the word that had bugged her her entire life.
"Aquin... Acuaince... Augh! Why cant I every get this right?" She asked herself.
Maybe youre not supposed to. Whats that supposed to mean? Maybe you and Drake werent meant to reunite. But Im at school, he's supposed to be at school. This is the best school so Mr. Malfoy wouldnt have sent Drake anywhere else. But Durmstrang has a better Dark Arts program. So? So? Maybe its nothing, maybe its everything. Why am I talking to myself? Because there isnt anyone else to talk to. But talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity. Then buy a cat to talk to, only problem is they dont talk back. That might not be a bad thing.
Kayla looked out the window and just wondered about the conversation she had just had with herself.