Heaven Sent

A Certain Shade of Green

A certain shade of green
tell me, is that what you need?
All signs around say move ahead
could someone please explain to me
your ever present lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes?
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say the road is clear
and street signs point the way

Are you gonna stand around
till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate
what are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?

Would a written invitation signed,
"Choose now or lose it all"
sedate your hesitation?
Or inflame and make you stall?
You've been raised in limitation
but that glove never fit quite right
the time has past for hand-me-downs
choose anew, please evolve, take flight

Are you gonna stand around
till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate

Green, what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
A written invitation?
A public declaration? Yeah
a private consolation? whoooa
remember when you procrastinate
you choose last
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate

Are you gonna stand around
till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate

what are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?

Certain Shade of Green- Incubus

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The week passed quickly enough for Lydia, almost too quickly, and soon she found herself waking up Saturday morning, a very worried look on her face. Throwing the sheets of herself, she began to pace around the circular room.

She hadn't really minded the thought of working with Snape before, but now as she was on the verge of going down to breakfast, and later to join him in the library, she was worried. What if he wasn't as nice, well not nice- alright as she thought he was? What if turned out to be horribly dreadful today, and made her do all the work? What if he really was a Death Eater and he was just using her to get information?

No, that was stupid. Number one, the only information she had was about Giants, and number two, why on Earth would the Death Eaters ever need to know about Giants? She was being stupid and she knew it. Sighing, she headed to the bathroom she shared with the rest of her dormitory and took a quick shower, before braiding her hair to hang down one of her shoulders, and throwing on a dark blue jumper with a faded pair of blue jeans.

When she made it down to the Great Hall, she found Morrie and Elle to already be there, sitting next to each other, but still far apart. Elle had gotten out of the hospital two days ago, a large cut donning her cheek from where the edge of Morrie's potion book had hit her. To say she was mad would be an understatement. Not only did Elle start a huge screaming match a twelve o'clock at night, the two hadn't been talking ever since, annoying Lydia to no end.

She carefully placed herself across the table from the two girls, and fitting in with the silence, quietly ate her eggs. She watched the two closely, every once and a while seeing them send a wistful look at the other until they were caught, and then both were glaring at each other. Maybe this whole fight wouldn't last after all.

Then, suddenly out of the blue, Elle spoke, "He's looking at you again."

"Who? Remus Lupin?" Lydia asked, receiving a nod from Elle. Slowly, she turned her head over to the Gryffindor table, just catching his gaze. He looked somewhat startled at first, but gave her a sheepish smile, which she returned with tight lipped one, before turning back around.

"He's cute, you know," Morrie pointed out. Lydia nodded.

"And he obviously likes you," Elle said.

Lydia shook her head, "I don't think so,"

"What? Why on Earth not?!"

"The guy is practically undressing you with his eyes," Morrie added.

Elle hit Morrie's shoulder lightly, looking scandalized, "Please, Morrie, grow up. Now Lydie, he obviously has feelings for you."

"Good feelings at that."

"I don't know," Lydia said, doubtfully, "He's just- I don't know."

"Lydie, he likes you, and if you mess things up, I will never forgive you." Elle said.

"What? You're not the one who should be worrying about this," said Morrie.

"Lydie is my friend and therefore I am concerned about her own welfare. She really doesn't take care of herself."

"Not in her social life you mean."

"Well, naturally, I mean look at some of the people she hangs out with-" said Elle.

"If you two mean Snape, well-" Lydia started.

"Yes, she is lucky to have yes to balance her reputation-" Morrie said

"He's really not that bad-"

"Because Rowena knows she wouldn't do it herself." Elle finished, exchanging a mischievous look with Morrie.

Lydia sighed, "I thought you guys were fighting…"

"Only when we don't have to unite against a common evil." Morrie said.

"You think I'm a common evil?"

Elle snorted, "No, Lydie, we just think your choice in ensemble is a common evil. Look at what you're wearing."

"It is a bit drab," Morrie put in.

"Drab? You two are insane, and probably bipolar at that. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to be somewhere," Lydia said, getting up.

"See you at lunch?" Morrie asked. Lydia nodded.

"See you, Lydie," Elle said, just before Lydia turned and made her way towards the huge doors that lead out of the Great Hall. She quickly went through them, but as she began trucking up the stairs that lead to the library, someone called her name behind her.

"Hey, Lydia! Wait up!"

She turned around to see Remus Lupin running up the stairs to meet her. He stopped abruptly, catching his breath, and giving her an embarrassed grin.

"Hi, Remus," Lydia greeted awkwardly, "What can I do for you?"

"Um… actually I was wondering if I could ask you a question?"

"You sort of just did."

"Well, another one then?"

"Oh, yeah…"

Remus rubbed the back of his neck nervously, and Lydia was looking down at her nails, picking at the furiously, "Would you- I thought- Do you want to go with me on the next Hogsmeade weekend?" he said finally. Lydia looked a bit surprised.

"Oh- really?" she asked, "Like on a date?"

"Um, yeah- You don't have to if you don't want to," he added hastily.

Lydia thought for a moment. He was actually asking her out, and she found it weird, yet strangely flattering. He was nice and cute as Elle and Morrie had said. Maybe they were right. Maybe she should give it a chance…

"I think I'd like that," she said.

"Oh, so you don't want to go?" he said miserably.

"Oh no! That's not what I meant. I meant to say I would like to go with you."

"Oh… so you'll go with me- on a date?"

"Yes."

"Alright, it's a date then."

"Yes, it is…"

And then comes the silence- a very awkward silence.

"Where are you heading?" Remus broke in.

"I'm just heading up to the library."

"Homework?"

"No, not really… I really should be going though," she said, looking towards the top of the stairs.

"Why don't I walk you there?" he suggested.

"Oh, alright,"

So, they started up the stairs in silence. It didn't seem there was much to talk about, or at least they were both too nervous to say anything. Lydia was glad when the library finally came in sight, and they stopped at its wooden doors.

"I guess I'll see you later then," Remus said.

"Yes… and thank you for walking me up."

"No problem… he maybe we can talk about Hogsmeade tomorrow, you know, get a plan sort of…"

"That sounds good."

"Alright, I'll see you later then,"

"Bye," Lydia waved awkwardly and watched as he walked away. She was not exactly sure how she felt about the whole dating thing, and surely she liked Remus, but she had never been really friends with him. They were just sort of… friendly, she guessed.

Giving up on that train of thought, she entered the library, catching a glimpse of the clock. She was five minutes late. Hastily, she hurried over to the table to find Snape already there, sitting, as he read from an old tome. She put her bag down beside the chair across for him, the noise causing him to look up.

"You're late," he stated.

"I know. Did you get the note?"

"Yes, Professor Cluny was more than willing."

"Good, can I see it?"

"Here," he handed her a yellow piece of parchment, covered in a messy scrawl. She read the note over before nodding.

"The note has to be with us when we are in the Restricted Section, so I think we can only go one at a time. I know where we can find the books, so do you want me to go and get them?" she asked.

"Fine."

Lydia took this as leave, and slowly made her way to the dark depths of the library were books of the darkest kind hung on their shelves. The two shelves into the Restricted Section were blocked by a think rope going across the pathway. She looked at for a moment, before stepping over it and into the towering area of books.

She had been here before. It was not a big deal, but still she did not like it. She never had. Darkness emanated from these tomes and she hated it. Hastily, she found three books that she though would be helpful, and brought them out, scurrying back to the table at which Snape sat.

"Did you get what you needed?" he asked. She nodded, placing the three books down in front of him- Creatures of the Darkest Nature, Giants and their Influence on the Nomadic Tribes of Early Europe, and the Character of Giants.

"Is this all you could find?" he questioned, looking over the books.

"I'm sure there are more books containing the subject of Giants, but these are the only books that really have giants as a main topic in them."

"They're old," Snape pointed out.

"I know, but it's the best we have."

"You think more people would write about Giants."

"Giants are pretty violent. I wouldn't want to observe them," said Lydia.

"I would think someone would though."

"Not in this day and age. Wizards aren't wacky enough anymore."

"There are some pretty wacky wizards."

"And they end up in the closed ward of St. Mungo's."

"True… We should get started," he said.

Lydia sat down, "I was going over this, and I think we should probably read through these books and make a sort of a timeline. You know, writing down the year and place the Giants were staying whenever we come across the right information. Does that sound alright?"

"And then what?"

"Well, this is going to take a long time, you know. You don't think we are just going to get it done in one day?"

"I wasn't aware it would be that hard."

"It's not hard, just time consuming. We are going to have to get through tons of books just to get a legitimate list of locations. Then, of course, we have to make the actual pattern formula, which will be a bit of a chore," she said, matter-of-factly.

"How many books are you thinking?"

"I'd say around one hundred, maybe more."

"That many?"

"We have to go through history books of every type just to find a mention of our subject. It's not going to be a quick project."

"I wasn't aware it was this complicated, either," he said, irritated now.

"Don't worry, I'll find the books. You just read and take notes."

He nodded, and took the top book off the pile and began reading. She did the same, taking out a piece of parchment.

"You go all out for things."

She looked up, "Sometimes," and then stuck her nose back in the book, hoping to get something accomplished.

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It was eight o'clock when Lydia and Snape got kicked out of the library by a very snippy Madame Pince, telling them it was time the library closed. The two had parted their ways with barely two words. Lydia guessed Severus was a bit annoyed at the amount of work he was going to have to do, which was odd, seeing as he had never seemed to mind reading and such. Then again, she had never really known him that well.

They hadn't gotten much done, not even finishing two of the three books. Lydia had taken two of them to work through during the week, and he took the other. So far, they didn't even have half a page of location. She had thought they would be a little more successful with those books, but it seemed even the authors were vague on the Giants locations, and the most recent author had nothing to say on the subject, seeing as Giants hadn't been sighted in years.

She sighed upon entering the dormitory, her eyes tired from the hours of reading she had dine that day. She looked over to find lying stomach down on her bed, reading the newest issue of Witch Weekly, and she could hear Morrie banging around in the bathroom.

Elle looked up, "Lydie!" she squealed, standing up and give Lydia a fierce hug, "I am so happy for you! It is just so exciting!"

Lydia was confused for a moment, finally remembering the whole ordeal with Remus this morning. That was what Elle must have been talking about.

"Oh, can I help you pick what you're going to wear?" Elle continued, pulling away, and headed over to Lydia's trunk and throwing it open, "No… that won't work…hmm, not that either… maybe- no… Do you want to borrow something of mine?"

"Elle, leave her alone. She's just going out on a date. In October, might I add? You have a month to pick out her wardrobe for the affair." Morrie said, coming into the dormitory with a white bathrobe on and a towel wrapped around her hair.

"But it's just so exciting! Oh, Lydie, you have to tell us everything about it!"

"Actually, I was going to get some reading done…"

"Weren't you in the library all day?" Morrie said.

"Well, yes, but I still have some more to do."

"Lydie, you are such a drag sometimes!" Elle exclaimed, folding her arms across her chest.

"And this drag is going down to the Common Room, where hopefully I can get some peace and quiet." Lydia said, taking an exit and hurrying down to her destination. Luckily, she would find a good seat by the fire as she took up some reading on the odd subject of Giants.

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A/N- See, I'm getting better, I'm updating. So Happy Thanksgiving everybody! And please tell me what you think, feel free to ask random questions and give me your input.

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