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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or it's characters. I only own Mirage Mystic Asakura Imbers© (and Severus Snape, but Rowling stole him from the bottom of my head ¬¬).

Nobody's paying me for doing this… unfortunately, 'cause I REALLY need to buy that damned third book of the collection "Vampirates"!

2. Fog and punishment

The truth is… I have no idea of what happened during the following half an hour. The only thing I know is that 34 minutes and 55 seconds after we started both of us, Clobber and me, where sitting down in the director's office.

Why? Well, maybe 'cause one of Clobber's spells had hit a first year boy and he was vomiting mud at the nursery, or maybe 'cause I had broken three windows, two quite expensive vases from the third floor (when did our fight finish there? No idea) and one of the stupid blonde's fingers (Hurray! I'm the best!).

"Mrs. Ambush" started professor Dumbledore. "Mr. Asakura".

We raised our sights and for I second I swore he had smiled.

I have to say it: if the situation would have been another and if we wouldn't have been in such a trouble, I would have laughed too. I mean, to start with, Ambush (yeah, that was Clobber's surname, if I haven't said that before) had a weird cut in her cheek (I say weird 'cause it had the shape of a mouth) and she had an awful dark haematoma in her left eye, that made her look as a panda. Yeah, it was creepy to see the perfection in such a condition but it was funny in some twisted and sadistic way. Maybe everybody was right: Slytherin was the perfect house for such an idiot like me.

On the other hand, my golden eyes looked darker. I had no idea of what had happened to them and I jumped in surprise when I saw their reflection in the director's glasses. Clobber's spell had disappeared a long time ago, but I still had a weird look.

Oh, did I mention our hairs looked as two magpie nests? I think I didn't, so I mention it now: they did. They even had some feathers and little branches (I have no idea why, but it was even weirder than the entire situation!).

"May you answer my question, Mrs. Asakura?" said the director. Definitely, something was wrong about me. I was sure that we had entered the office with Mrs. McGonagall, at the same time the director closed a strange and huge red book. Actually, I was sure it had happened exactly at 21 hours with 33 minutes and 56 seconds and I knew nothing had happened since we sat down. Then, what happened during the next 25 minutes with 47 seconds? 'Cause according to Clobber's watch, it was already 21 hours with 59 minutes and 43 seconds. "Well, Mrs?" said the director with a smile.

"Hum, I'm sorry professor Dumbledore" I excused myself ", I wasn't paying attention".

Mrs. McGonagall made a sound, as if she had abruptly jumped in surprise. The director ignored her. Then, Clobber panted loudly and we both looked at her. She had lowered her head and she was shaking. But… when did she start to cry?

"Do you want to go to the nursery, Mrs. Ambush?" the professor asked her. I gazed at her short, dark hair. Why I had the feeling that something wasn't going as planned in that room? And even more, a quite low voice at the back of my head told me there was something about me that wasn't going as planned.

Clobber left the office with Mrs. McGonagall. It was obvious professor Dumbledore wanted to talk to me in private, but still I felt a bit… suffocated by the silence and the sense that the old directors who were supposed to be sleeping in their paintings were actually glaring at me.

"What's the matter, professor?" I said. The easiest thing to do was face reality as soon as possible and I was completely sure professor Dumbledore thought the same. At least I thought I was right.

"Would you answer my question, Mirage?" he said in a low voice. I tilted my head with a small wrinkle between my eyebrows. He put his hands together above the table. "What happened today?"

If I had been a normal person (or a human, at last) I would have felt the same way I was sure Clobber was feeling at the moment. Unfortunately, I wasn't neither a normal person nor a human (no, I'm not a human being… Long story) so I just felt a bit confused about the question.

"Are you talking about my fight with Ambush, Sr.?" I couldn't call her Clobber in front of him. It was too evil coming from me, wasn't it?

"Yes… and no" excuses, as always. Why couldn't he speak in normal and simple English as everybody else did? Simple English without ambiguities in every sentence! "First of all, I would like to tell you Mr. Ambush have just confessed she started the fight".

My eyes went wide in surprise. Mrs. Universe had just admitted she was the one to blame? That was quite weird and kind coming from her. But why did she do it? Then I remembered: the professor could also use Legeremancy, and maybe he had gently obliged her to tell the truth. It was a possibility, right?

"Wow, that's… etto… that's…" what was I supposed to say? 'Thank you very much'? That would be quite stupid and I was too shocked to risk myself saying something like that. "What did you want to tell me, professor?" I changed the subject before another one of his commentaries confused me again.

Once more, he didn't answer directly. He offered me some hydromel and he shook his wand. Two glasses and a bottle appeared on the desk. They floated over our heads while the bottle served the drink by itself and after that it came back to it's position on the table. The glasses flew to our hands.

"How are you feeling, Mirage?" he asked me after I finished my drink. I left the glass on the desk and the bottle served the hydromel by itself again. The professor hadn't even raised his glass. "Are you better? Do you believe your powers are more stable now?"

Yuck, I remembered the accident with the weird obelisk that left the Forbidden Forest and appeared in the castle's gardens in my second year. I changed my expression for a grimace of disgust. I had been very lucky the noise didn't wake up the first year children and the older ones 'cause all of them would have scream and disturb the beast. Also, they couldn't see me that night.

On the other hand, I still missed my poor wand. It had exploded after I tried to use the Avada Kedabra against the obelisk. Thirty-two centimetres, cherry wood, and fibre of a Chinese dragon's heart, very flexible and perfect for curses. I had spent almost three hours inside that damned wands store with that creepy wands-maker until I found it! Yet, I was too angry to measure and control the power I was using and finally I accidentally broke the wand.

It was more comfortable to attack with the palm of my hand, however.

"Mirage…" he called my attention. Why I was daydreaming so much lately? That attitude made me remember one of my father's best friends and my future uncle (he was getting married with my mother's younger sister in a few years, after she finished her university studies), Kazuma Mayoki.

"Hum…" an idea crossed my mind. "Professor…" he looked at me in the eyes, with a severe expression. I was very nervous. "Etto… is there something… wrong… about me?" he didn't answer. "I mean, I've been daydreaming almost every time, there are lapses of my days missing, as if I was covered with some kind of… fog or something, and I have no idea of what happens to me during those lapses…"

"Yes…" he muttered. "I thought that was the problem…"

What was he talking about? I really needed to escape from that room. Or maybe I only needed an excuse to evade the problems.

"What about my punishment, sir?" I asked. After all, I was one of the top students in the school, so he wouldn't take it too serious.

"Well, first of all Mrs Ambush and you will have different assignations" he started. He opened one of the drawers of the desk and he took from inside it a piece of paper, a feather and ink. I was too confused and tired to pay attention to what he was writing and I jumped in surprise when he called my name and he gave me the note. He had already rolled it up.

"First of all, can you give this to Mr Snape? After it, you'll be able to read this and you'll be informed about your punishment… Oh, and something else" he added before I left the office. "Don't try to read that before Mr Snape. And also you should take a shower as soon as possible, don't you think?"

xoxox

I followed the director's last orders by heart just because I wanted to evade my meeting with Snape as much as I could. Unfortunately, the excuses I had founded to do it became nothing after dinner.

So I founded myself waiting for the snakes in front of the entrance of their Common Room.

"Why it had to be him, Kami-sama*?!" I muttered when I finally saw Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Black, Rodolphus Lestrange, Ethan Nott and Severus Snape stopping their way to their Common Room in front of me.

"Yo, Lucius", I hissed. "If you excuse me, I've got to give a message to your right hand".

Bellatrix laughed. That damned harpy laughed like a hyena! I mean, she was always with that spastic bully-like laugh…

"Don't lie to us, Asakura" cried Nott. "What? You've fallen for Severus again?" they all made fun of his comment except for Snape and me.

"In your dreams" I answered. "In fact, professor Dumbledore asked me to…"

"Oh, God…" muttered Malfoy. "Let's go, looks like another one of the old man's weird ideas" he rolled his eyes. "See ya later, Sev"

They entered to the Common Room and left us alone. He was still glaring at the door and I was looking at him. Why it felt like my broken heart was pumping again?

"So…" he finally looked at me and I gave him the note with clumsy hands. "I also need to know what it says but you'll have to read it first…"

While he did it, I kept my sight on the floor. I needed to focus myself or I'd start to cry in front of him.

And then, it happened: he finished reading and he froze. He was a bit paler than usual and I was sure he was shaking.

"What's wrong?" I asked but I took the paper before he could answer.

Mr Snape:

If you are reading this, I can tell you and Mrs Asakura are alone. She might read this after you do it so that she won't be able to try to change my mind.

I'm sure Mr Malfoy and you were surprised when you left my office last week. But unfortunately, I have to punish you. In fact yours I quite soft.

Mrs Asakura and you will share the punishment. You will have to prepare a written composition of 5000 words about the proleins and after it, you will have to take care of one until the end of the year.

If you have any questions-only questions-you can talk to me. I'll be waiting for both of you tomorrow at 6 o'clock in my office.

Best wishes,

Albus Dumbledore

I raised my sight. His black eyes where looking in my gold ones. I was also in shock.

"But when you take care of a prolein…" I started.

"…yeah, you always need to do it in pairs 'cause…"

"…it usually starts as an egg, right? So, it needs parental cares…"

"…to become a duplication of the creature that better represents its parents' relationship" he finished.

After a second, we understood what we had just said and we blushed at the same time.

"I…I'm sorry… I gotta leave!" I shouted. I run away and I stopped in front of a statue in the second floor to be able to breathe again.

Me? Taking care of a… baby (or something like that) with the one who had broken my heart?! Why God hates me?! Why my life I so unfair?!

Damn it, love sucks!

I sat down, raised my knees and crossed my arms over them… And after three minutes, I started to cry and laugh like a psycho at the same time.

If the professor had had that idea a year or two years ago, I would have been the most happy and smiling person in the entire world. I would have jumped around the castle's gardens in one foot as I sang the Japanese national anthem. I'm talking seriously. I would have even been proud of it.

I'm at that crazy.

But now I felt confused. That punishment was too much for me. I would have to be with Sev, as if we were that puffskein's… No, I couldn't even think about the word. We were going to spend time together and all that stuff. That was supposed to make me feel angry and depressed… But a small low voice in the back of my head was shouting and jumping in happiness.

Why?

"Hey" said a voice. "You OK?"

I raised my sight. I still had some tears in my cheeks and I had a weird smile.

And there she was. The new Defence Against Dark Arts' professor. She was called Evangeline Anatolia and she was 19. She had long, straight black hair and dark green eyes. Her skin was too pale for me.

She had studied two years and half in Hogwarts but after that, she moved to France, she entered to Beauxbatons, and still she didn't have French accent. Yuck, her cloaks had narrow lace ending. Too much pink, hearts and puppies for me.

"Oh, sorry" I sobbed. I stood up. "I should go. Sorry if I bothered you"

"Please, wait!" she said immediately. "If Filch catches you, you'll be in trouble… "she put her hand on my shoulder. "Come with me. Would you like some tea?"

I went to her office just because she was right: Filch would have killed me. So I entered to that place I didn't know believing I'd find something like… Hum… Well, to make it short something I wouldn't like (NOTE: Do you remember Umbridge's office in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix? Well, something like that but with puppies instead of kitties).

But what I found was a dark room, filled with smoking caldrons and weird bottles with colourful liquids inside. The furniture was dark, and everything else was black or fuchsia. There were no narrow lance endings, and on her desk, she had a big, black-wood jewel case.

She shook her wand and I could smell the tea even if I was too interested in what contained the jewel case (it was opened, of course) to pay attention. She gave me a cup of tea and she took another one. The teapot stayed on one of the corners of the desk.

"Merci" I muttered. I raised my cup and drank. "Wow, c'est magnifique…"

She smiled.

"Looks like you really know a lot," she said. Her voice was too soft but still it sounded like a threat. "Japanese, English, French… Are you from Azarat?"

She really was a smart woman. Azarat is the greatest and elder magical dimension. It would be too hard and exhausting to explain everything, but to make it short: people who are born in this "world" are called azratnians, and they have the particularity of being able to speak Old Azratnian, the first language. Because of that, every azratnian is able to speak any language, because Old Azratnian is the origin of every language in the muggle and the magical universe.

"You're right. I'm an Asakura, after all!" I laughed.

"I'm sorry, but I've never been the best student in History of Magic," she answered.

"Yeah, I supposed so" this time we both laughed. I left my empty cup on the desk and she did the same after some minutes.

"Are you going to tell me?" she asked. She looked me in the eyes but I wasn't sure I wanted to share my problems with her. But she smiled again. "It's OK; you don't have to do it if you don't want to"

I felt guilty because she was been very nice, but still… She was a professor…

"Sorry, Mrs" I finally said. "The truth is… Professor Dumbledore punished me 'cause I had a fight with Clob- with Claudette, I mean! But… he… decided… to…" I coughed. "What I mean is… OK, I'll say it! I'll have to take care of a prolein with Snape and we'll have to make a written composition about it and… and…!" tears burst from my eyes once more and I covered my face with my hands. "S-sorry… I d-didn-n't m-mean t-to…"

"It's OK," she said. She stood up and hugged me. "Don't cry… it's just a work, it's not like the world is gonna finish tomorrow!"

"Y-ye-s-s i-it w-wil-ll!" I said. "I-it w-will 'c-caus-se I-I'll h-have to m-meet h-him a-and…"

I didn't continue. I froze. Evangeline had just touched me, which meant I was able to enter into his mind… I did it unconsciously, not as if I wanted to poke her memories, but it was like something on them was highlighted and I had to see it.

I realised something I hadn't before. The shine in her eyes when Severus answered her questions, the smile she had in her face when he was near, the tone of her skin. How could I have been so blind? 'Cause I had to be blind if I didn't realise that before!

"Evangeline…" I muttered. She raised herself and looked at me. Her arms were still around my shoulders. I half-smiled. "How long were you going to hide the fact that you've got a younger brother?"

I had heard Snape's memories before, so I knew he had an elder sister. Then why I couldn't see the similitude before? Now that I thought about it, she had changed. He remembered her as a skeleton girl, with grey-like skin and bright, light green eyes who was very tall for her age. Now she was quite short for an 19-year-old, a bit stuffed and her eyes were very dark and deep. Her hair looked darker and neater also.

She sat down with a cold smile in her face.

"So you can also use… Legeremancy, it's called?"

"Yes" I smiled. "But I use in a different way…"

"Yeah, I've heard about it. So, I believe you wanna know what happened between me and… my little brother, right?"

"Actually…" I blushed a bit. "When we were friends, Snape used to let me enter his mind so…"

"Oh… How much do you know?"

"Everything, I think" I looked at her. "Your brother and you were very confident to each other and you were your father's favourite. Half a year before his first year, your father fled to French with you. And… you've never sent any letter… or greeting… or… something…" I stopped. "That's… all I know, 'cause that's all what he knows…"

She sighed.

"Well that's most of the story" she started to walk along the room. "My father had a rich cousin. They hadn't talked to each other for years because of an argue they had had, but his cousin wanted to apologise and invited him to go to live with him.

»He was tired of poverty and he accepted. He dragged me to the airport" she made bitter pause. "At first I couldn't understand why he was doing this. I had no idea of how he contacted Beauxbatons, but he did it… Also, he told me we were going to use his cousin's surname. He didn't explain why.

»I finally understood everything a year after that. It was almost Christmas eve, actually. The 5th of December, two weeks before my birthday. His cousin (who was almost fifteen years older than him) had died the night before. His son had also died years ago, because of a train crash.

»Yeah" she said when she stopped and saw my face. "He inherit the entire fortune of the Anatolia family"

"Oh" was the only answer that came to my mind. "But, why you didn't…?"

"The day before my birthday" she continued ", I also discovered another thing" She sat down again. "I had written almost twenty letters and cards to my mother and brother without getting any answer. And do you know why?" the tone of her voice was coolly and full of hatred. It was almost hysterical. "All my letters and notes and everything were at the bottom of one of the drawers of my father's commode!"

It looked like she was going to cry, so I took her hand. She was breathing slowly, and she finally calmed down.

"You were too shy to escape from him," I continued, at the same time I looked into her memories. "You waited until you finished your studies and you went to live to a department in France around a year ago. You had no idea of how you could find your mother and brother… And after that…"

"After that, professor Dumbledore appeared at my door, drank some of my lemonade and asked me if I wanted the job" she smiled and looked my hand. I was still holding hers. She looked me in the eye again. "He's a great man," she muttered. "Don't be mad at him"

I also smiled.

"I'll try to"

xoxox

When I arrived to my room, Lily was the only one who wasn't sleeping. She was sitting down on her bed (mine was the one next to the window, hers was the next one) trying to read. I could tell by her face that she wasn't paying attention to her book.

She hadn't realised I came inside the room so I decided to make good use of my opportunity. I silently walked to where she was and, just before she could turn the page, I touched her shoulders as I cried boo.

"Oh my God, you bitch!" she shouted to me, half-laughing.

"Hey, catch your tongue! You're a prefect now, remember?" we both laughed.

"Hey, Mirror…" she seemed uncomfortable. "About today, I…"

"Forget about it!" I said. "Clobber paid for you this afternoon, didn't she tell you?" I pointed at her, who was sleeping in the another side of the room. "It doesn't matter, Valley. I'm fine" that wasn't the truth but it was better for her to don't know about the punishment.

That night I had a nightmare. I was running alone through the Forbidden Forest, while the rain wet my clothes and my hair. Something was following me but I had no idea of what it was.

I arrived to the centre of the forest, and I saw there was someone in there.

"Snape!" I cried. The creature that was following me also arrived there and a lightning illuminated it for a second.

It was a huge, black dragon with red eyes. And it was pointing at Snape with its muzzle.

It roared just at the same time I yelled "Run away!" but it was too late, and the dragon jumped over him with uncontrollable wildness.

I woke up in my room, wrapped between my sheets. My body was covered in a cold sweat, and Lily and the other three girls were around me. Valley was shaking me and asking me something but I couldn't hear her. Someone else was grabbing my left hand. And when I realised who she was, I couldn't control myself anymore.

"Shit!" I shouted as hard as I could, and I hugged Alice. She left my hand and hugged me too a bit confused.

After two o'clock I told her to come back to bed (Lily, Hilda and Clobber were already sleeping). Alice sat down next to me and she covered my shoulders with one of her arms. She really surprised me.

"It doesn't matter," she said and we both laughed. At half past four, tiredness beat us and we fell asleep.

No nightmares this time.

OK, here Ktyuza-chan!

Oh, sorry, sorry sorry!!!!!!!!!!

I want to make something clear: in the first chapter, I said Mirage and company were in fifth year, but they're in sixth as I said in the second. Although, it's true that Mirage and Snape were together in fourth and he dumped her in the same year.

I'm so sorry about it!

I hope nobody got too confused :s

[Star: ¬¬ u r an idiot…]

T_T and u are so evil!

Another thing! At the beginning of the second chapter, Mirage enumerated the things she broke. At last, she said "and one of the stupid blonde's fingers". If that's not clear, Claudette's hair is blonde, but it's a dark colour. I thought I had explained that in the first chapter, but I realised I didn't.

Sorry the chapter is a little shorter than the first one…

*Kami-sama: if I'm right, that's a Japanese God. Since Mirage lives in Japan…

If somebody has any questions about Azarat or what Mirage had already explained, please tell me.

Sayoi!

*snaps and disappears*

NOTE: I've started to translate this story to spanish! I'll upload it after I finish the third chapter! ^^

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