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Taunting
"We
have double potions, double divination, lunch, herbology, then care
of magical creatures. For once I just don't appeal to my schedule."
Hermione stated in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Well,
I for one don't think sticking us with those stinking Slytherins is a
good idea." Replied Lavender, "Ow, Ann, that
hurt!"
"Well
gee, it wasn't supposed to tickle! Besides, you people are my
friends, and so are they," Ann indicated the Slytherin table,
"And in any case, Draco is my boyfriend. So I'll just ask him to
tell his to back off." Ann was a little lost with her schedule,
but was happy that her friends and boyfriend were going to be able to
help her all day.
After
eating breakfast, the Slytherins and Gryffindors, glumly, made their
way down to the dungeons for their fist, of many, classes together.
The oh-so-ridiculing Snape was waiting for them all as the students
made their way into his classroom.
"We
have been reading about Veritaserum for three weeks now. So, who can
tell me what it is for, and some of the ingredients?" said Snape
is his cold, heartless, drawling voice.
No
one put up their hands. They knew all to well that he would pick on
the new student, Ann. They'd been reading and working on this serum
for three weeks now, and the only person who wouldn't know what its
ingredients were, would surely be Ann.
"Ms.Marie,"
Snape spat, "What are Veritaserum's main use, as well as three
others?"
The
class erupted in whispers of "three others...it only has one
use.surely it is a trick question!"
Ann
sat still. She did not squirm or fidget with her fingers. Instead,
she looked right up at her uncle and said "Veritaserum. Its main
use is, when given to someone, for that person to tell the truth. It
has only four uses, and only that one is known by most. Two of the
others have another ways of curing. The second, to get rid of
excessive bleeding of the hand, which can also be gotten rid of by
using essence of murtlap. The third is for broken wands, which is
only to be used by those with repairing licenses, but isn't often
what is used, because if fallen into the wrong hands, Veritaserum can
be very bad. The fourth and final use is in muggle mood rings."
Everyone was shocked. Not even Hermione or Draco, the two smartest
people in their year, knew of the other three uses.
"Very
good. Now, please tell the class why it can be found in muggle mood
rings." Snape sneered. He knew that his niece knew of the other
three uses, but he didn't think that she knew why it was in mood
rings.
"Oh
come on, that's easy! Mood rings are a type of magic! Obviously used
to tell your mood. The first makers of mood rings, are magic folk,
and thought it was a good idea for a witch of wizard to know his or
her mood or feelings." Ann knew that her uncle didn't expect her
to know all-too much about mood rings. "In fact, many mood rings
look like this one." She held up a silver band, with a seeming
milky blue color in the middle. "I figure that Professor
Trelawny would know the exact background of a mood ring. As I do
believe you said that she has many mood-telling objects with her at
all times!" Ann smiled at her uncles' discomfort.
"I
do not recall saying any such thing!" Snape said, trying to stay
clam. "As I was said, Veritaserum is a truth potion. Today you
will be making it. Instructions are on the bored, and ingredients are
in the cabinet. I will split you into pairs." There was a loud,
audible grown from both sides of the room. "Potter, you will be
working with Malfoy, you two need to learn to get along. Ms.Marie,
you and Mr.Pavel will be working together, you two seem to have
issues to work out!" The rest of the class was sorted into
pairs, and soon everyone was making their potion.
"See,
Harry's with Malfoy! Your Uncle doesn't want you two working
together, because he doesn't want you two together!" Eric had a
smug smile.
"Ya
right! Snape just wants Draco and Harry to learn to get along! And in
any case wha-NO! Don't put that in there!" Ann
yelled.
"This
is Rabbits' tongue; it's supposed to go into the potion!" Eric
replied.
"Look
at the direction you ignominious! It says 'Add dried boomslang skin,
then add rabbits' tongue and blah, blah, blah' And after stirring it,
it has to turn bright orange, I should know, I've done this before!
And it's not orange yet!"
"Look
Ann, we'll be fine, it's just a precaution!"
"If
I were you, Mr.Pavel, I'd listen to Ms.Marie. Anezka is quite good in
potion making. And your adding of rabbits' tongue too soon, will
result in my classroom becoming a big mess of glop, which you will
clean without the use of magic!" Sane said with a scary
smile.
"Ha, I
told you! It's orange, add the rabbit tongue." Ann was quite
content in bossing Eric around.
"Ann,
who the bloody hell is Anezka?" Eric asked her, while adding
rabbits' tongue.
"That
would be me. My full name is Anezka, Ann for short, and so everyone
can pronounce it correctly. Not many people can pronounce my entire
name correctly, so I go by Ann Marie."
"So
what is your full name?" Just as Eric asked Ann, a girl Ann
recognized to be Kristina, walked in the door. She was wearing
Ravenclaw robes, and was walking rather fast. Either out of happiness
or fear, Ann did not know.
Kristina
waved to Ann, and she waved back. "Yes Ms.Maple, what it is?"
Snape said in his I'm-so-bored-I-could-die tone.
"Professor
Trelawny sent me here to collect, well; she put it, to collect her
claiming's. Do you know what she meant, because I do not."
Replied Kristina.
"Yes,
yes. Tell Sybill that she will receive them tonight at dinner, as we
discussed, and agreed upon."
"Yes
Professor." With that Kristina practically ran out of the
classroom.
"Well?"
Eric told Ann, who wasn't paying any attention to him at
all.
"What is
your real name?...Your full name?"
"Oh,
it's Anezka Fayina Marie-Cerin. What's matter to you?"
"I
thought your last name was Marie." Eric said, as Ann added the
next couple of ingredients to the potion.
"Well,
that's my mothers' last name. Cerin is my fathers' last name, and I
just only use my mothers'. Again, what does it matter to
you?"
"I
was just wondering why Snape called you Anezka."
"Because
it's my real name, that only my family calls me. Except Harry,
because I broke his arm for calling me Anezka when I told him no
to."
"What
language is it?"
"Will
you stop pestering me about my name and pay attention to the
potion?"
"It
was just a question."
"Well,
I am not answering. And add the last ingredient."
As
Eric added the last ingredient, Ann stirred it seven times counter
clock wise, and it turned clear.
"It
looks like water." Eric exclaimed.
"It's
supposed to. When you use it on an enemy, you don't want them to be
able to tell that it's in their drink, or been put onto their
food."
"Very
good Anezka, Eric. Now fill two flasks' and label them. After, put
them in that cabinet." Snape told them.
The
class gradually finished their potions, and after Neville had put a
flask with slightly green and yellow liquid in the cabinet, Snape
spoke.
"We
will be testing these tomorrow during our lesson. Class dismissed."
And the bell rang right after he finished speaking.
"Anezka,
you will stay after class." Spoke Snape as everyone filed out of
the classroom.
"I
wish you would stop calling me Anezka, I really do hate that name!"
she said back.
"Yes,
yes, but your name is Anezka Fayina Marie-Cerin. Meaning pure free
one, and pretty dark little one. It is Czechoslovakian, Russian,
French and Gaelic. You should not be ashamed of your
heritage!"
"Did
you keep me after class just to yell at me about my heritage!
Because if you did, I'm leaving! I got enough of that bullshit from
the man who calls himself my father! I don't need it from you
too!"
"No.
Anezka, I did not. I had you stay after class, so I could talk to you
privately! Not so you could yell at me!"
"Then
please, start talking! Because half the class is waiting outside and
just heard what we said!"
Snape
looked at the closed classroom door. Walked over to it, opened it and
saw Draco, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Pansy, and Blaise, all
standing as if it were the naturalist thing in the world. "You
will leave immediately! And fifty points from both Gryffindor and
Slytherin for eavesdropping!" Everyone ran to the Divination
tower without a look back.
He
walked back to where Ann stood. "And you knew that
how?"
"I
didn't, I was simply guessing." Ann lied. She had used
Legilimency, and none but Harry and Draco knew Occlumency, which they
we not smart enough to be using, at that moment.
"Sure
you were." Snape said warningly. "Now, what I wanted to
tell you was that the man who made you and rightfully calls you his
daughter, wants to see you. Dumbledore has already agreed upon the
matter, and it is left up to you, weather or not to see
him."
"When
would I see him?" Ann replied, completely
serious.
"Well,
the Yule Ball is coming up in one month; it would be then that you
see him. He would only be here for that time, and when the parents
leave, so would he. He wishes to see you, and also to speak with
you."
"Why,
after this many years, why would he want to see me! I am but his
daughter, Mariamne, was but his half daughter, and after three years
of nothing, not even a letter to tell me he is alive, he wants to see
me! Why would he even care how I am? He never cared about me, nor do
I him! So no, I never want to see the man. For that is all he is to
me, a man. The father of mine in him is dead! And I wish to never
hear his name until I am dead myself!" Ann started to cry. Her
uncle knew not of what to do. So he took her in her arms and held
her, trying to console her. In his mind he reaches out to Dumbledore
and told him of what was happening. Ann knew nothing of what her
uncle was doing, for all she could do at the moment was cry.
Dumbledore told Snape to stay where he was and console her. And when
he reached the dungeon, it was the gloomiest he had ever seen it. And
only Dumbledore knew why it had just begun to rain outside. 'It is
almost time. In one month's time, she will have to know, to know that
which her father must be the one to tell her.' Dumbledore thought, as
he walked into the classroom. "It is alright my dear. Don't
worry, if you will just tell me the problem, I will help you best I
can." "No." Ann regained her composure as best she
could. "I will not. And I refuse to see Kern Cerin ever again,
so long as I'm alive!
A/N Anyone who wishes to guess what it is her father needs to tell her, be my guest. And anyone who wishes to make a prediction on what they think or want to happen be my guest! Until next time, I leave you with this oh so short chapter!
