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*~* A/N: Thanks to: Ciria, Sara, Fowl-Star, & Phoenix Fangor for reviewing last chapter! Thanks guys! This chapter Riley is more herself and it's an interesting chapter, so please read and review! ((Pleaseeeeee review!!!))
Harry and Ron looked around in question, the library? What were they doing here?
They both wondered about this and glanced at each other with acknowledging
expressions. "Brannigan!" A vaguely familiar voice called out from behind a nearby
bookshelf, the owner of the voice hidden by books. They both watched curiously in
the dimly lit room as Riley popped out from another bookcase, farther away, her pixie
cut, spiky ended hair swishing with her sudden movement. "Yeah?" she called out
quietly into the hall, her brows arched with suspicion. Harry looked closer at her and
spotted a book in her arms called, 'Potions Unraveled.' Harry nudged Ron and
pointed it out. She sauntered right past Harry and Ron, looking carefully down every
aisle. Her many multi-colored rubber jelly bracelets covered her wrists to mid way up
her lower arms and her short school skirt rustled slightly with her each step. Harry
held his breath with anticipation as she began to approach her destination. He
tugged Ron's arm and quietly followed behind the young woman, waiting to find out
whose voice had called Riley. "S----!" Ron began to cry, just before Harry threw his
hand over Ron's mouth, muffling him. "You're going to give us away!" Harry
whispered his voice so low that Ron was having trouble listening. "Snape..." Riley
declared as soon as she saw his face and his greasy black raven hair. She peered at
him curiously, amused that he would call her in the library, hidden behind a
bookcase. She suppressed a laugh at the thought of this and then grinned slyly at
him as he roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her into behind the bookcase with
him. Her bad ass grin returned again when she saw how nervous he looked.
"So...what'ca need?" Snape glared at her, then remembering his reason for
yanking her in he smoothed out his expression. "You're half muggle, right?" He
asked with a need to know tone. Riley's eyes glittered with joviality, "Who wants to
know?" Snape sneered, "Drop the sarcasm, Brannigan." Riley laughed quietly,
"Yeah, yeah. I'm half muggle." She replied, dropping the humor in her voice. A glint
of worry briefly shone in his dark, almost black eyes, "I was wondering, if maybe you
could," He gritted his teeth before continuing, like he hated asking for favors, "Help
me study for my Muggle Studies final exam?" Riley's expression changed to
disbelief, "Are you serious?" She asked, her tone true to her expression, her eyes
widening. "You-Mr. Perfect grades, wants me to help you study???" Snape glared at
her, "Rub it in already..." Riley smiled, she had respect for Snape before this, he
was a pretty big bad ass himself. But her respect grew, knowing how much it had
taken him to ask a favor like this, she knew how brilliant he was already. She
remembered him working in her Potions class, he aced EVERY potion. Wait...he
aced Potions, she thought distinctly to herself, recalling this yet again, because she
unfortunately didn't know Wolfsbane from Wormwood. "On one condition." Riley
demanded firmly. And then a sheepish smile crossed her attractive face, when
Snape nodded with a suspicious expression, "You help me with Potions." Riley
watched as a taunting comment nearly escaped his smirking lips, but covered his
mouth softly, startling him. "I don't rub it in, you don't rub it in." she stated firmly, her
eyes narrowed without hesitation. He gently pulled her hand off his mouth, "Deal."
He told her straightforwardly. "But we meet in secret, study in secret." Riley nodded
with an agreeable concession upon her face, "Exactly what I was about to say."
"What's that?" Snape asked with a look of confusion planted upon his face, the day
after their first discussion in the library. "This," Riley began, sweeping some loose
hair to behind her ear, "is a Muggle teenage fashion magazine." She finished,
pointing to the magazine with a vividly colored cover. "An American magazine, in
fact." She added with a prideful smirk. She handed him the issue and laughter
formed in her eyes when he opened it cautiously. He peered around the library
quickly, in the dark of the night, making sure no one was there. "It's purpose?" he
asked with a scornful expression and sarcasm trailing from his lips. Riley grinned,
"To enlighten the teenage girl's fashion needs." Snape grumbled and began flipping
through each page, "What does this have to do with exams, Brannigan?" He asked
without even looking up. "Call me Riley." She told him. "If you wish." He muttered,
with a raised eyebrow. "Severus.it will help you understand Muggles a little better."
Severus looked up at her with a surprised look, "I didn't say you could refer to me by
my first name." He inputted with a conceited tone. Riley laughed, "I'll do what I very
well please." She repelled back, mocking him with her eyes and manner. Severus
gapped a bit at her insolence, then hid the respectful smile that had slipped upon his
face and mumbled a, "Fine."
"Severus?" Riley asked, her eyes glue to her book on potions. "Hm?" he
mumbled, reading his book on Muggles Studies, both of them reading back to back.
Riley's eyes glittered as she looked up, staring at the bookcase in front of her,
"Would you consider us friends?" Severus peered up from his book with a surprised
expression forming upon his young, handsomely chiseled face. "Hardly." He replied
without any thought, an automatic defensive answer. Riley frowned with a twinkle in
her eyes and turned around sitting down, her hair brushing her cheeks with her
movement. She crawled around his side and sat in a foot's length in front of him. She
sighed with exasperation, "Come on, Severus, the truth. There's no one else here."
He took his eyes off her's and diverted them to the floor. Riley looked at him
hopefully and folded her hands in her lap, waiting for his reply. He still avoided her
gaze, "Yes, I suppose..." Riley smiled at his words and she reached out, surprising
him, by grasping him in a tight, quick hug.
*~* A/N: Thanks soooo much for reading! Please review! It helps me better my writing! Thanks! (Oh, and if you like Original fiction please check out my friend's new story, "Legends". Here's the address: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1139253 )
*~* A/N: Thanks to: Ciria, Sara, Fowl-Star, & Phoenix Fangor for reviewing last chapter! Thanks guys! This chapter Riley is more herself and it's an interesting chapter, so please read and review! ((Pleaseeeeee review!!!))
Harry and Ron looked around in question, the library? What were they doing here?
They both wondered about this and glanced at each other with acknowledging
expressions. "Brannigan!" A vaguely familiar voice called out from behind a nearby
bookshelf, the owner of the voice hidden by books. They both watched curiously in
the dimly lit room as Riley popped out from another bookcase, farther away, her pixie
cut, spiky ended hair swishing with her sudden movement. "Yeah?" she called out
quietly into the hall, her brows arched with suspicion. Harry looked closer at her and
spotted a book in her arms called, 'Potions Unraveled.' Harry nudged Ron and
pointed it out. She sauntered right past Harry and Ron, looking carefully down every
aisle. Her many multi-colored rubber jelly bracelets covered her wrists to mid way up
her lower arms and her short school skirt rustled slightly with her each step. Harry
held his breath with anticipation as she began to approach her destination. He
tugged Ron's arm and quietly followed behind the young woman, waiting to find out
whose voice had called Riley. "S----!" Ron began to cry, just before Harry threw his
hand over Ron's mouth, muffling him. "You're going to give us away!" Harry
whispered his voice so low that Ron was having trouble listening. "Snape..." Riley
declared as soon as she saw his face and his greasy black raven hair. She peered at
him curiously, amused that he would call her in the library, hidden behind a
bookcase. She suppressed a laugh at the thought of this and then grinned slyly at
him as he roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her into behind the bookcase with
him. Her bad ass grin returned again when she saw how nervous he looked.
"So...what'ca need?" Snape glared at her, then remembering his reason for
yanking her in he smoothed out his expression. "You're half muggle, right?" He
asked with a need to know tone. Riley's eyes glittered with joviality, "Who wants to
know?" Snape sneered, "Drop the sarcasm, Brannigan." Riley laughed quietly,
"Yeah, yeah. I'm half muggle." She replied, dropping the humor in her voice. A glint
of worry briefly shone in his dark, almost black eyes, "I was wondering, if maybe you
could," He gritted his teeth before continuing, like he hated asking for favors, "Help
me study for my Muggle Studies final exam?" Riley's expression changed to
disbelief, "Are you serious?" She asked, her tone true to her expression, her eyes
widening. "You-Mr. Perfect grades, wants me to help you study???" Snape glared at
her, "Rub it in already..." Riley smiled, she had respect for Snape before this, he
was a pretty big bad ass himself. But her respect grew, knowing how much it had
taken him to ask a favor like this, she knew how brilliant he was already. She
remembered him working in her Potions class, he aced EVERY potion. Wait...he
aced Potions, she thought distinctly to herself, recalling this yet again, because she
unfortunately didn't know Wolfsbane from Wormwood. "On one condition." Riley
demanded firmly. And then a sheepish smile crossed her attractive face, when
Snape nodded with a suspicious expression, "You help me with Potions." Riley
watched as a taunting comment nearly escaped his smirking lips, but covered his
mouth softly, startling him. "I don't rub it in, you don't rub it in." she stated firmly, her
eyes narrowed without hesitation. He gently pulled her hand off his mouth, "Deal."
He told her straightforwardly. "But we meet in secret, study in secret." Riley nodded
with an agreeable concession upon her face, "Exactly what I was about to say."
"What's that?" Snape asked with a look of confusion planted upon his face, the day
after their first discussion in the library. "This," Riley began, sweeping some loose
hair to behind her ear, "is a Muggle teenage fashion magazine." She finished,
pointing to the magazine with a vividly colored cover. "An American magazine, in
fact." She added with a prideful smirk. She handed him the issue and laughter
formed in her eyes when he opened it cautiously. He peered around the library
quickly, in the dark of the night, making sure no one was there. "It's purpose?" he
asked with a scornful expression and sarcasm trailing from his lips. Riley grinned,
"To enlighten the teenage girl's fashion needs." Snape grumbled and began flipping
through each page, "What does this have to do with exams, Brannigan?" He asked
without even looking up. "Call me Riley." She told him. "If you wish." He muttered,
with a raised eyebrow. "Severus.it will help you understand Muggles a little better."
Severus looked up at her with a surprised look, "I didn't say you could refer to me by
my first name." He inputted with a conceited tone. Riley laughed, "I'll do what I very
well please." She repelled back, mocking him with her eyes and manner. Severus
gapped a bit at her insolence, then hid the respectful smile that had slipped upon his
face and mumbled a, "Fine."
"Severus?" Riley asked, her eyes glue to her book on potions. "Hm?" he
mumbled, reading his book on Muggles Studies, both of them reading back to back.
Riley's eyes glittered as she looked up, staring at the bookcase in front of her,
"Would you consider us friends?" Severus peered up from his book with a surprised
expression forming upon his young, handsomely chiseled face. "Hardly." He replied
without any thought, an automatic defensive answer. Riley frowned with a twinkle in
her eyes and turned around sitting down, her hair brushing her cheeks with her
movement. She crawled around his side and sat in a foot's length in front of him. She
sighed with exasperation, "Come on, Severus, the truth. There's no one else here."
He took his eyes off her's and diverted them to the floor. Riley looked at him
hopefully and folded her hands in her lap, waiting for his reply. He still avoided her
gaze, "Yes, I suppose..." Riley smiled at his words and she reached out, surprising
him, by grasping him in a tight, quick hug.
*~* A/N: Thanks soooo much for reading! Please review! It helps me better my writing! Thanks! (Oh, and if you like Original fiction please check out my friend's new story, "Legends". Here's the address: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1139253 )