When it's all Black and White
Authors Note: The plot will most likely follow the books, just with major differences.
Chapter 10 Professor Snape
It was late when Harry went back into the castle, and it didn't take him long to realize that the halls were completely deserted. Torches hanging on the walls were lit, giving the the halls an eerie glow. Going straight, Harry thought he heard something ahead of him so he started walking a little faster.
He could hear a cats meow, and Harry looked down at his feet. It was a cat. Its fur was messy and it looked extremely old.
"Hello kitty, are you lost?" Harry asked and bent over to pet it. The cat hissed and stayed out of reach.
"What are you doing out of bed boy?"
The voice made Harry jump up. Looking into the shadows, he saw an older man with a crooked smile.
"I'm sorry sir, I got lost." Harry said truthfuly.
"School has been in session long enough for first years to know the basic rules." The man said, fixing his stare on Harry.
"I'm not a student."
The man looked angry as he walked toward a doorway leading downstairs.
"Follow me."
Harry followed the man and his cat down the stairs into a part of the castle he didn't get to. The hard stone floors were cold and no windows were seen. Harry had a sinking feeling that he was in the dungeons.
The man stopped in front of a solid wood door and walked in what looked like a classroom.
"Professor?"
"What is it Filch?"
Harry looked toward the sound of the silky voice that answered. A man with long black robes, and greasy black hair was standing at a working table, his back to them.
"I have a visitor for you."
The professor turned around sharply and instantly locked eyes with Harry. He wasn't sure how, but Harry was able to hold his glare.
"Who do we have here?" He asked almost menacingly. Harry had a feeling that the professor already knew who he was.
"Harry Potter, sir."
The man gave a smirk and waved Filch away. Walking over to his desk, he told Harry to sit. He did.
"So Mr. Potter, what would you be doing roaming the halls of Hogwarts this late at night?"
It look a few moments for Harry to realize he wanted an answer.
"I got lost."
"What are you doing here anyway? As I know for a fact that you are not a student here."
Who was this man to ask him why he was there? If he wanted to know he could ask Dumbledore.
"My godfather brought me here."
The man's eyes turned almost completely black with hatred.
"Why? Did he get bored of you already?"
Harry's anger was now starting to surface and the professor knew it.
"No. He has something important to do for Albus."
The look he recieved left no doubt that he was not a likeable teacher.
"Do you always address your elders in such a disrespectful maner?"
Harry didn't answer, he just remained silent.
"Very well, if you insist on being a stubborn brat you will answer to the headmaster."
The man stood and almost glided out the door. Harry had to run to keep up with him.
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"Albus?"
"I'm up here Sirius, I shall be down momentarily." Dumbledore said from the second floor of his giant office. "Please make yourself at home."
Sirius sat in one of the vacant chairs in front of the fireplace and looked around at all the portraits and small statues. Within two minutes Dumbledore appeared and sat in a chair next to him, after starting a fire with a wave of his hand.
"Did you have any problems?"
"No." Sirius said as he pulled a small package from his pocket.
"Good, good." Dumbledore said and slid the package into a pocket in his robes.
"Where is Harry? He hasn't been good has he?" Sirius asked with a smile on his face.
"I haven't one complaint about him Sirius, I'm sorry."
Sirius waved off the statement, "I still have plenty of time."
Dumbledore laughed but then turned serious. "Have you told him about why people will recognize him, and what to say when people ask him about his scar?"
"No. I want him to live normally, I intend to tell him before he starts here."
Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "Sirius, you don't know how Harry will handle this. The longer you wait the worse the reaction may be, expecially if he finds out from a complete stranger."
"I will tell him. Don't worry."
Dumbledore nodded and stood to walk to his desk when the door flew open.
"Headmaster this boy..." but the professor stopped as he saw Sirius was in the office.
"Well well well, Severus. Don't tell me your a professor! Figures." Sirius said, walking toward him.
"This boy is going to be a burden when he gets here if he continues to stay with you, Black."
Sirius' smile faded as he glared at the other man.
"What is it Harry did, Severus?" Dumbledore asked, looking over his glasses.
Looking at Sirius then to the headmaster he answered, "nothing. He was lost."
With that he left the room.
"Who was that?" Harry asked, looking up at his godfather.
"Snape. The old git."
"Professor Snape now Sirius. And if memory serves me correctly, Severus is not much older than you, if not younger."
Sirius gave a look to Dumbledore then then the two left the office and went home.
TBC
Note: I'm not sure who is older, Snape or Sirius, so I'm making them about the same age.
Thank you all for the reviews. I'm soo happy!!!
To answer some of your questions:
KEEP READING AND REVIEWING.
I love to keep my readers on their toes.
One more thing, those of you waiting for Harry to get up in the air it's coming in the next chapter.
Steph aka Datakenobi05
Authors Note: The plot will most likely follow the books, just with major differences.
Chapter 10 Professor Snape
It was late when Harry went back into the castle, and it didn't take him long to realize that the halls were completely deserted. Torches hanging on the walls were lit, giving the the halls an eerie glow. Going straight, Harry thought he heard something ahead of him so he started walking a little faster.
He could hear a cats meow, and Harry looked down at his feet. It was a cat. Its fur was messy and it looked extremely old.
"Hello kitty, are you lost?" Harry asked and bent over to pet it. The cat hissed and stayed out of reach.
"What are you doing out of bed boy?"
The voice made Harry jump up. Looking into the shadows, he saw an older man with a crooked smile.
"I'm sorry sir, I got lost." Harry said truthfuly.
"School has been in session long enough for first years to know the basic rules." The man said, fixing his stare on Harry.
"I'm not a student."
The man looked angry as he walked toward a doorway leading downstairs.
"Follow me."
Harry followed the man and his cat down the stairs into a part of the castle he didn't get to. The hard stone floors were cold and no windows were seen. Harry had a sinking feeling that he was in the dungeons.
The man stopped in front of a solid wood door and walked in what looked like a classroom.
"Professor?"
"What is it Filch?"
Harry looked toward the sound of the silky voice that answered. A man with long black robes, and greasy black hair was standing at a working table, his back to them.
"I have a visitor for you."
The professor turned around sharply and instantly locked eyes with Harry. He wasn't sure how, but Harry was able to hold his glare.
"Who do we have here?" He asked almost menacingly. Harry had a feeling that the professor already knew who he was.
"Harry Potter, sir."
The man gave a smirk and waved Filch away. Walking over to his desk, he told Harry to sit. He did.
"So Mr. Potter, what would you be doing roaming the halls of Hogwarts this late at night?"
It look a few moments for Harry to realize he wanted an answer.
"I got lost."
"What are you doing here anyway? As I know for a fact that you are not a student here."
Who was this man to ask him why he was there? If he wanted to know he could ask Dumbledore.
"My godfather brought me here."
The man's eyes turned almost completely black with hatred.
"Why? Did he get bored of you already?"
Harry's anger was now starting to surface and the professor knew it.
"No. He has something important to do for Albus."
The look he recieved left no doubt that he was not a likeable teacher.
"Do you always address your elders in such a disrespectful maner?"
Harry didn't answer, he just remained silent.
"Very well, if you insist on being a stubborn brat you will answer to the headmaster."
The man stood and almost glided out the door. Harry had to run to keep up with him.
)-(
"Albus?"
"I'm up here Sirius, I shall be down momentarily." Dumbledore said from the second floor of his giant office. "Please make yourself at home."
Sirius sat in one of the vacant chairs in front of the fireplace and looked around at all the portraits and small statues. Within two minutes Dumbledore appeared and sat in a chair next to him, after starting a fire with a wave of his hand.
"Did you have any problems?"
"No." Sirius said as he pulled a small package from his pocket.
"Good, good." Dumbledore said and slid the package into a pocket in his robes.
"Where is Harry? He hasn't been good has he?" Sirius asked with a smile on his face.
"I haven't one complaint about him Sirius, I'm sorry."
Sirius waved off the statement, "I still have plenty of time."
Dumbledore laughed but then turned serious. "Have you told him about why people will recognize him, and what to say when people ask him about his scar?"
"No. I want him to live normally, I intend to tell him before he starts here."
Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "Sirius, you don't know how Harry will handle this. The longer you wait the worse the reaction may be, expecially if he finds out from a complete stranger."
"I will tell him. Don't worry."
Dumbledore nodded and stood to walk to his desk when the door flew open.
"Headmaster this boy..." but the professor stopped as he saw Sirius was in the office.
"Well well well, Severus. Don't tell me your a professor! Figures." Sirius said, walking toward him.
"This boy is going to be a burden when he gets here if he continues to stay with you, Black."
Sirius' smile faded as he glared at the other man.
"What is it Harry did, Severus?" Dumbledore asked, looking over his glasses.
Looking at Sirius then to the headmaster he answered, "nothing. He was lost."
With that he left the room.
"Who was that?" Harry asked, looking up at his godfather.
"Snape. The old git."
"Professor Snape now Sirius. And if memory serves me correctly, Severus is not much older than you, if not younger."
Sirius gave a look to Dumbledore then then the two left the office and went home.
TBC
Note: I'm not sure who is older, Snape or Sirius, so I'm making them about the same age.
Thank you all for the reviews. I'm soo happy!!!
To answer some of your questions:
KEEP READING AND REVIEWING.
I love to keep my readers on their toes.
One more thing, those of you waiting for Harry to get up in the air it's coming in the next chapter.
Steph aka Datakenobi05