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"Will you sit still Summer!" Professor Snape exclaimed crossly. He slammed his hands on the dark oak desk in front of him, causing a few empty potion bottles to clatter together; Summer turned around and slumped into the deep, green velvet chair opposite, sighing.
"No need to get so huffy, Unc, I was just looking at that freaky thing in a jar." She said, pulling her long, raven black hair out of her eyes.
Although it was a hot summer's day at the very end of the school year, the dungeon office of the head of Slytherin house was still cold, damp and uninviting. Summer disliked being here, and when her uncle began to rummage in a drawer for something, she sighed impatiently.
"Ah, here it is." He muttered to himself. "It's a letter from your father." He informed her, unfolding the piece of parchment.
"Hey, how come he wrote to you and not me?" Summer replied indignantly.
"Because, apparently you would try to get away or something." Snape said, folding the letter and placing it on the desk infront of him. Summer groaned inwardly, obviously something she would not like was about to happen. Suddenly the long, warm days of wondering around the lake and grounds with Draco, and if they could bear it, Harry, Ron and Hermione, seemed far, far away, and the cold, slimy unpleasantness of the dungeons were all too real. Clearing his throat from feeling surprisingly uncomfortable from the look on his nieces face, Snape announced; "Your father wishes you to stay with me for the holidays. Your brother is away and the ministry wishes to address an important issue with your father." Summer stared at him for a second and then looked up at the stone ceiling, closing her eyes.
Severus stood watching Summer, thinking that she had not reacted in the way he had imagined.
Although she was his niece, she still managed to wind him up considerably, but some how he still couldn't help liking her. Since she had started the school, he had noticed that everyone had become drawn to her, and she was very popular amongst the students.
"So why can't I stay somewhere else?" Summer replied eventually, drawing her eyes away from the ceiling to look at her uncle. "I know plenty of people who wouldn't mind, besides, I bet you don't want me to stay." Snape sighed and sat down in his tall, dark wooded chair, folding his hands infront of him on the desk.
"You are just going to have to accept it. No I don't particularly want my peace shattered, but I am, however, willing to let you stay. And yes, there will be rules." He said, a surprisingly patient tone about his voice.
Summer pulled a face and stood up, throwing her black cord bag across her self.
"Well I have a class now. See ya, Unc!" she half yelled as she left the dungeons.