Get over it...
Chapter Six The First Step
As they had reached her classroom door Sarah found that she had indeed locked it. After opening the door she stepped to the side and inclined her head in a slight bow motioning from him to go first. This was meant as an insult and by the look on Severus's face he had definitely taken it as one. He was very pale- no difference their -however his usual blank faced expression much like the one she wore into battle seemed to be failing him at the moment. He was standing, immobilized outside the classroom door giving her an coward like grimace.
'Could he possibly be worried?' She wondered.
'Maybe...' another part of her mind answered. During her years spent living at discipline cottage in Winding Circle, she had learned that even people with personalities like ice had hearts and worries. Although part of her wondered if Severus really did have a heart and if so what had happen to it.-
Not that she really cared from a personal point of view, but as his teacher it would benefit his ability to learn from her the more she new about him.
"Please enter the classroom professor... After all, I don't have all day." She had purposely used the same line on him that he had once directed towards her.
Severus made no reply. He just took a long stride to and though the threshold of the door.
Sarah followed using her magic to draw up the already lain magical wards on the room. "Do have a seat Severus, I wish to begin mediation imediatly for it shall take you I believe a full two hours to learn."
Severus raised his hand in a mocking way but didn't wait for her to call on him. "Sarah, how do you expect me to learn anything if you keep taking shots at me? And with very pour aim if I may say so."
Sarah didn't want to deal with this right now. It was getting harder and harder to fight off the reflects to drive a lance right through his stony heart. She took a deep but rather shaky breath, "Severus that was not a shot at you. I am simply being truthful. That is also to say that I was not calling you stupid but merle stating a fact. By the way Severus it is also my experience that students learn better when thought to be no equal ground with their teacher... You shall call me Sarah and I shall call you Severus-"
Snape didn't even give her a chance to finish her comment before striking it down. "Yet you make you other students call you Professor? That seems rather one sided if you ask me."
Sarah was dying to snap back at him but restrain herself, for she like her grandfather had a fiery temper when provoked. It just so happened that both she and her grandfather had one way or another learned how to control it. "My other students are told to call me professor because that is what they are used to. I intend to eventually have then calling me by my true name. As for now I fell that some of the students would not be able to handle it."
Snape new that this was a direct shot at Draco. He however averted his attention to something else. Something he thought that with practice he could become rather good at, provoking Sarahantifany. "You said that I was to learn something here today Pro- Sarah, however your opinions on titles was not exactly what I had in mind."
With a sudden swish Sarah was sitting tailor stile on the floor. "Severus, please do sit down." She was trying desperately to be nice and furthermore calm, although the edge hadn't completely worn off her voice.
Severus took his seat opposite of her with about three feet of space in between them. He sat there his black robes spread out perfectly around him. Sarah noticed that he wore black pants underneath his robes- as if he would be caught dead in any other color. When her eyes returned to his he was giving her a deadly stare. His eyes boring into her own. She quickly used her magic to strengthen the shield for occlumency in her mind.
"Severus the meditation breathing is a pattern of four seven counts. You breath in for seven, hold, release, hold, and repeat. This however is the simples part, but sufficient for now. Please close your eyes and breath I shall count aloud until you get the hang of it."
Severus inhaled slowly and deeply while Sarah began to count. "One, two, three, four..." Granguly she let her voice get softer until it was no more than a whisper.
Then Severus's eyes sprang open looking at her intently as if to threaten her. "I am tired of this... Why don't we stop for the day." He began to get up and walk right out of her lesson.
Immediately Sarah shot up as well placing one of her hands on either of his shoulders and shoving him back toward the ground put just a dab of magic behind it. Severus went crashing two the ground. He lay spiraled on his back. Sarah was on her knees next two him looking straight into his eyes a hand place on the floor by either side of his head. "We are not finished yet." She glanced at her wrist watch, "Their is more than a half an hour to go and I shall be the one to make dismissals, Severus." It was then that she realized the position they were in. From the door if anyone were to walk in they might think that teaching was not the only reason that she and Severus were by them selves in her classroom. She stood rigidly, wondering if anyone's mind magical powers or no could picture her with a man like that, (Yuck!).
"We shall try this again, a full hour with no interruptions, and you are free to go." Severus smirked, but she found her hadn't the slightest care about what he thought of meditation. He was going to learn it and that was final.
Severus lay on his back, on the floor in the middle for Sarahantifany's classroom. She was staring into his eyes with a rather venomous look. As she kneeled right beside him, her face not more than a foot or two from his own he realized what this position might look like to someone standing at the door. He had to hold back a smirk at the thought of what the headmaster wound say if he saw his granddaughter in such a state. He heard her say something about doing meditation for another hour and his emotions broke lose. He grind wickedly at her. Oh what he would give to have Dumbledore walk in at that very moment.
Sarah got up and sat once again with her legs crossed on the floor. Severus did the same once again starting the slow breathing pattern. His mind however was not on the pattern of breath but on the wonder of just how much of his could Sarah put up with. If he continued to purposely screw up and try to leave how long would she keep him here... How many times would he have to ignore she before she cracked. The though of Sarah getting so very angry amused him, although he decided not to experiment tonight. He had other better things to do.
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After another hour of meditating she gave Severus his leave. He had done rather well, or at least better than she had expected. He had not however made it through the full hour without a hitch for every time Sarah began to lower her voice he began to get off beat and lose count. After the third time this happened she decided just to count aloud the whole time, thoroughly disgusted with his lack of concentration and ability to count to seven.
After he had left She went back to her own rooms. She sat in her library with a roll of parchment and an ink loaded quill trying to think of what she should teach Severus tomorrow. The first hour she would continue the lessons of meditation. As for the second hour her mind was drawing a complete blank. She could have a two hour meditation class that way he would get the hang of it faster...
No... two hours of straight meditation was enough to put her to sleep.
What about staff meditation then?
Also a no. Severus couldn't even learn the counts to standard mediating. Staff mediation would be much to complexes for him at this point.
I must think of something, she told herself, I must!
I know, what about... um... how about...
Oh, who was she kidding she had only taught two students before and she had always had help. Now she was to teach ten at once as well as one student named Severus Snape who was harder to handle than the other twelve combined.
This was saying very little in the favor of Snape personality for her first students wanted so badly to be normal, for the weirdness of unleashed magic to go away that he had actually run away for Sarahantifany. He had tried to get on a trading boat headed out of the harbor. Unfortunately for him Sarah was not about to let him go that easily. All ships for trade that went out of the city of Emelan had weapons on board. She had called to them and asked them to bring the boy to her. Then she had let her magic go, free to do as it liked as long as her task was forfilled. This was dangers magic yes and something not many of her elders would have approved for anything that was sharp and pointy with a mind of it's own was bound to be a little dangerous. However she was confident in herself. She had told the weapons to leave the boy unharmed and indeed they had. Not even a minute had passed after giving her command did the boy come running to the bow of the ship -that had now set to water- and jump right off swimming frantically towards shore. She later found out that the weapons had chased him right off the ship.
Sarah smiled at the memory of the boy, her first ever student. His name was Bennett and he was a good friend of Sarah to this very day, if only in his letters.
When she had first started being his teacher he had been eleven and she fourteen. They had been an odd pair for most mages didn't get their medallion and ability to teach until mid twenties.
Sarah had been like her four friends, so very gifted in the magic's which they possessed that the courts had no chose but to give the honored five their medallions at thirteen.
'The honored five...' Thought Sarah. 'So tragic how they had now become the honored one...' The pirates had taken them from her. They had taken four of the top ten most powerful magic in the WORLD... And now they were dead...
Among those left of the top ten or what it had been before they had died Sarah new four. One was Niklaren Goldeye, know by her as Niko one of her faithful teachers. Another was Frostpine, the best smith mage their was. He had also been a teacher of hers if only in association with one of her now deceased friends. Also their was Honored Moonstream the head of Winding Circle. A person who had been like a mother figure to Sarah when she had needed it most. Two of the ten she had never meet only heard about. However their was one more she new. One she had to face on a daily routine no matter how much she may hate this person at the time. This person was the only surveying member of the honored five and had placed seventh on the list of what she was now three. This person was none other than the honored Stirsword, or at least that what her mage name was, but you may know her as, Sarahantifany Anastasia Merloom.
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Authors note
OK I now what you thinking to short right?
Well all I have to say is that it ends better here, there will be more, and it will be longer. I was going to wait and posted this when I had finished another chapter to go with it , but according to Blackfire waiting is not an option... (Lets just say I like my head wear it is all right.)
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