Fae was pacing in her room in deep thought. Her two pets watched her as she did, while Dipper happily munched on some treats Fae had set out for the two. How is she going to keep an eye on this Potter kid? She can't just follow him everywhere he went. She is going to look like a creep if she does. Then she stopped as an idea came in her mind.
Fae closed her eyes and she felt herself, shrinking. She felt her clothes slid off from her body. Her face began to stretch as a long snout began to form. Dipper and her owl let out a startled screech. Two pointy ears began to form as well on the top of Fae's head and her hands and feet turned into paws. She opened her eyes to see a long bushy red tail with a white tip. She had turned into her Animagus form, a fox.
Fae stretched hunching her back into the air as she did, trying to get accustomed. It has been a while since she has turned. During her time as an auror, she couldn't use her form because she was an unregistered animagus. It would be a one-way trip to Azkaban.
Fae turned to her pets to see them staring at her. She sees Dipper began to approach her slowly and began to sniff her. He relaxed when he smelled her scent then rolled onto his back on the floor. Her owl, Hooty, on the other hand, was eyeing her with an look in terror and started shrieking fearfully.
Fae rolled her eyes and walked out of her room, passing by some baffled and confused students as she did.
Outside, Fae walked towards the training yard where flying classes take place. She hid in a dark corner of the castle and laid down in the shade, watching.
Madame Hooch walked by and greeted the class. "Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for?" Madame Hooch instructed. "Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up! "
Everyone does what she said, standing beside their brooms.
"Stick your right hand over the broom and say "up."
Some students were struggling to get their brooms to fly into their hands as they shouted "Up!" Harry's immediately flew into his on the first try. Hermione gives him a look in shock. Then Malfoy manages to get his broom. Ron, on the other hand, had his face smacked by the end of his broom, as well as some of the other students. Fae snickered as she watched. Eventually, everyone had their brooms in their hands waiting for Madame Hooch's next instructions.
"Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it and grip it tight. You don't want to be sliding off the end."
Everyone does so and Madame Hooch pulls out a whistle.
"When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, then lean forward slightly, and touch back down. On my whistle: Three, two-" But, before she could blow, Neville's broom began to slowly lift him into the air. Everyone watched, startled and alarmed as to what was happening.
"Mr. Longbottom?" Madame Hooch exclaimed in confusion. "Mr. Longbottom!"
Neville broom suddenly takes off soaring high into the air. "Come back down this instant!" Madame Hooch shouted. The broom started to spiral out of control and Neville collided into the side of the building with his broom then it started darting downwards heading straight towards the class. Everyone jumped and dodged out of the way as it came towards them. Neville flew upwards until his robe got caught on a statue, knocking him off his broom. Now, he was dangling dangerously high above the ground. His robe ripped and he falls getting caught on a brazier then dropped again.
Fae cringed as she saw Neville landed hard on the ground. Madame Hooch rushed over to the boy helping him up.
"Everyone out of the way!" Madame Hooch said as she clicked her tongue. "It's a broken wrist."
"Everyone is to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing, understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say "quidditch." Madame Hooch said as she escorted Neville away.
"Did you see his face?" Malfoy asked as he tossed Neville's Remembrall in the air and caught it. "Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remember to fall on his fat arse." He laughs.
Fae narrowed her eyes with disgust. She already did not like this boy. Harry stepped up to him.
"Give it here, Malfoy," He said.
"No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find," Malfoy said. He climbed onto his broom and flew into the air hovering above the group. "How about on the roof?"
" What's the matter, Potter, scared? Bit beyond your reach?" Malfoy taunted.
Harry was about to mount onto his broom, but Hermione grabbed his arm, stopping him. "Harry-No! You heard what Madame Hooch said. Besides, you don't even know how to fly!" She hissed. "You're going to cost Gryffindor more points!"
Harry ignored her and flew up towards Malfoy. "Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!"
"Is that so?" Malfoy asked. Harry flew towards the blond-haired wizard and spun him almost knocking Malfoy off from his broom. Malfoy manages to regain his balance. He turned towards Harry holding out the remembrall in his hand.
"Have it your away then," He smirked. Malfoy tossed it far as the Remembrall sailed into the air. Harry darted fast towards it. From a distance, Harry saw a fox lying in the shade watching him. But he turned his focus towards the Remembrall. The ball was inching closer towards the ground. But Harry catches just in time before it did.
He glided down holding it out showing it to the class as they cheered and ran up to him.
"HARRY POTTER!" A voice shouted. Everyone looked to see that it was Professor McGonagall walking up to them. "Follow me." She said with a stern look.
Fae stood up and watched as the professor took Harry with her inside the castle. From experience, she knew McGonagall wouldn't be too harsh with him. Then Fae smirked as another idea came to mind. Maybe, she can have a little more fun with her form while she can.
In the Dungeons, in the potion classroom Severus was sitting in the chair at his desk grading papers. He stopped when he heard the door creak open.
"What is it?" He growled in annoyance as he looked up, thinking that it was a student or one of the staff.
But, as he did, he saw that that no one was there. Then, Snape saw something as a flash of red darted from his eyes as a creature jumped up and landed on the desk. Green eyes staring back into his black onyx eyes. Sitting on his desk, in front of him, was a fox.
"Away, pest," Snape said, quietly, as he tried to shoo the creature off from his desk.
But the fox doesn't move a muscle, instead, only stared at him, silently. Snape let out an exasperated sigh and look away from the creature, ignoring it, and continued grading and marking papers. Every so often, he would glance over to see that the fox was still staring at him. It was watching his every move.
Snape looked away turning to the papers, only to see a pair of paws in front of him, as the fox had finally moved from its spot and was now sitting on the papers preventing Snape from continuing with his work.
Snape, started to feel a little annoyed and unnerved by the creature, moved away sitting back in his chair as he scooted it away from the desk.
"What do you want from me? There's an entire castle," Snape said quietly. "Can't you go bother someone else?"
The fox jumped down from his desk and to Snape's surprise landed into his lap. Snape didn't move an inch. He felt his whole body freeze. The fox still stared at him. Slowly, Snape inched his hand towards the pocket of his cloak for his wand.
Before he could pull it out, suddenly, there was a loud POOF!
Snape's eyes widen in shock as he saw Fae who was now sitting in his lap, smirking playfully. But, that was not all as she was completely bare as well without any clothes.
Snape quickly looked away as he felt his cheeks turn red. "Put some clothes on!" He sputtered.
Fae turned her head to the side, enjoying the sight before her. As she began to see the wizard unravel before her eyes. "Why? Do you see something you like?" Fae teased as she leaned over closer towards Snape's face.
Snape the witch's hair tickle his face as he found himself being turned back towards her gaze as Fae cupped his cheek in her hand. His mouth began to feel dry as he tried to swallow. Fae smirked. "What's the matter? Fox got your tongue?" She laughs. Severus growled as he placed his hands on Fae's shoulders pushing the witch away from him. "Craft, have you no common decency?!" Snape snapped "Get out!" Fae stared at him for moment, then without thinking she leaned in and kissed him.
Snape completely went solid in shock. Then he felt hands on his chest as Fae tried to undo the buttons on his shirt. his eyes widen as alarms began to run through his entire body. His eyes drifted towards his left arm then back towards witch in front of him. He had to stop this now! Snape immediately shut his eyes and shoved Fae off of him and she fell onto the floor. She groaned, hitting her head on the desk behind her. Then Fae soon found herself sitting outside of the hallway of the Dungeons and felt something thrown on top of her as the potion's master slammed the door behind her.
Fae reached up and pulled off what was on her to see that it was Snape's cloak. She wrapped it around her, covering up. Fae sighed in disappointment and crossed her arms. Perhaps she was a little too assertive.
On the other end of the door, Snape leaned his back against it. He covered his face with his hand and sighed. Then looked down with a scowl at his left arm and tugged his sleeve down, covering his arm. His mind began to wander off as the image of him and Fae kissing appeared. This woman was driving him crazy. Then another woman appeared in his mind with red hair and green eyes, smiling. Snape clenched his hands tightly then gritted his teeth in anger and frustration then he grabbed a jar from off the shelf and threw it across the classroom shattering it at the wall.