I really don't have much of an author's note right now. Other then enjoy and I am sorry that I left you all hanging. Please do not flame me, I really did continue to think of this story while I was MIA, and I will try and continue with it now. If this chapter seems a bit scatterbrained, it was because I had to try and remember where I was going with it...the next one will be far more organized.

Chapter Eight

Aurora hated him, she hated him with every single fiber of her being! How could someone so thick, so utterly dense be trusted with the bloody minds of children! She blamed him for all idiots of the world and could not find any suitable punishment other than sticking him in a pot of boiling oil! Sighing she pulled Ashley and Draco into the far back and they sat down. Aurora didn't care what anyone said, there was no way she was going to willingly learn from him! She lived with Severus Snape for God's sake, anything that this loser could teach her Aurora knew that her father could do it twice as fast and twice as good.

"Is it over yet?" she moaned.

She watched as Draco chuckled and very agitated she shoved her elbow into his side.

"Abuse!" he cried, massaging his sore rib.

"You bet your ass it is," Aurora groaned. "It is abuse to have to sit through this…and I have detention with him…ugh…my dad hates me."

Closing her eyes she banged her head against the wood of the desk and sighed. She didn't want to even think about that night. A night with Lockhart listening to him talk about himself and how amazing he was! God the very thought made her want to vomit! She would kill her father when she saw him. Or find a way to get her revenge. Maybe she could convince Lockhart that he wanted an autograph and was just too bashful to ask for it. Yes, it was perfect. Not only would it piss her father off but it would make sure that Lockhart was murdered in the process. Everyone would win! Except her father…who would no doubt survive the whole ordeal and then murder her for going through with such a thing.

"Rory," Ashley whispered. "What are you plotting?"

Aurora smirked, how was it Ashley always knew when she was scheming. It was probably because she blacked out from the world and could only hear herself think. When apparently while she was going on her mental rant Draco had been talking her ear off about something that happened to him over the Summer. She felt horrid about not listening to him, but on the other hand she really didn't care at the moment.

"Not only is he a golden pain in the ass," she grumbled. "But he doesn't even have the common decency to be on time."

In all reality Aurora should not have been complaining because now that meant he was on his way. And as if on cue he came strutting in from his office and smiling widely at all of them. God his mouth was huge. The man had horse teeth; they were so white and shiny that they practically blinded her from the back of the room. Taking her elbow she leaned it on the desk and used her palm as a head rest. Her eyes already felt heavy and as Lockhart went on and on about how he had won Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile award she found herself slipping off into sleep.

"Rory-

Aurora's head shot up and her eyes widened as she heard the sounds of students yelling and screaming. She scanned the room and watched as little blue creatures pulled at her housemates' books and cloaks. What the Hell had happened? Had she really been asleep for that long, and where the Hell did that coward disappear to that he had let his class get out of line so? She felt Ashley's hands grab her shoulders and push her under the desk.

"What happened?" she asked, her voice still rather thick with sleep.

"Well the brilliant Professor set out Cornish Pixies as if to prove a point and then left us to deal with them on our own."

"Wow," Aurora yawned. "One misses a lot when they sleep through class, eh?"

"Yeah," Ashley chuckled. "Well…want to help us a bit here?"

"Isn't Hermione in this class?" she said, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Can't she take care of it?"

Ashley moved a bit so that her head fell from his side and when she looked once more it was to see him chancing a glance over at the other students. He ducked back down under the desk and smiled.

"Well you were right once again," he sighed. "The little know it all took care of them."

"Where's Draco?" Aurora asked suddenly.

"Hell if I know."

Glaring at Ashley Aurora stood up and began dusting herself off. She chuckled lightly at the sight of all the pixies just floating in mid air. They looked bony and Aurora refused to touch any of them with her hands. Things always had a habit of biting her when she least expected it. So taking her wand she began poking them back into their cages.

"Well this was a very informative class," Aurora laughed as she gathered her belongings. "Can't wait to tell dad."

Ashley rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, tell daddy how you slept through most of it."

Aurora's eyes widened slightly and she shook her head. Her father would maim her if he knew that she had slept through one of her classes. Even though her teacher was an incompetent boob she knew that Severus would say that he was an adult and that meant she had to listen to what he had to say. Following her friends she sighed as they began making their way to their next class. Which she believed to be Transfiguration if she wasn't mistaken. Aurora liked that class, she enjoyed turning goblets into mice and mice into goblets. It was such a fun class, but Ashley wasn't the best at it and she usually ended up turning his cups into mice for him.

"I just don't see the point! Why would I want to turn a cup into a rat?" Ashley ranted, as she teased him.

"You never know Ash," she said lightly. "Maybe one day you need to mass produce the plague…transfiguring a goblet may be your only option."

She watched as Ashley rolled his eyes at her and pushed her lightly to the side. Feigning agony she walked ahead and disappearing down the Transfiguration corridor. Not paying attention to where she was walking she felt herself slam into someone and when she looked up it was to see her father. Jumping slightly she apologized profusely.

"Aurora," he said silencing her. "It's fine…just watch where you are going please…you need to mind where you are walking."

"Yessir," she said smiling. "DADA was…interesting."

Severus cocked his eyebrow at his daughter. When she used the term interesting that usually meant trouble for him. And for her, because then he had to punish her afterwards. He glanced at Mr. Blake and Mr. Malfoy who were arguing close behind and smirking Severus turned back to his daughter.

"Do I want to know?" he mused, aloud.

"Probably not." She said smirking. "But we can always discuss it later."

Severus rolled his eyes…since when did Aurora get so cheeky with him? Oh, yes, it was after he had adopted her and she got more comfortable to be around him. Sometimes he wondered if he was far to lenient with her. She didn't fear him, and that was good…but she also sometimes lacked respect when speaking to him and that wasn't good.

"Not tonight though," Severus smirked. "You start your first week of detentions with Lockhart tonight."

"A week!" Aurora exploded. "You said one day!"

"Yes, well that was before I was informed that you had slept through most of your class."

Aurora gawked at him as he went on his marry old way and turned to her friends. She would never EVER understand how that man did that, but in a way she admired him for it. God she wanted to be like that with her kids when she grew up! That would be so cool! Maybe not to her children, but that was besides the point. The point being that she better get her late ass to class before her father chose to give her a month's worth of detentions. However Aurora knew that it wouldn't matter, she was doomed regardless. Severus Snape was absolutely unmovable when it came to punishments. Sometimes Aurora wondered how he could resist giving in, mostly because she knew some of the kids that got detention with her dad and she was uncertain how he could tolerate such foolishness and blatant disrespect.

"You are really mean to me dad," she sighed. "And I swear that I will get you back."

Severus smirked and cocked his eyebrow at his young ward. She was so hot blooded and he knew that someday down the road that he really needed to expect a toad in his shoe, or some sort of nasty surprise in his office. It was just how Aurora was. However, it would be worth it after she spent some more quality time with Lockhart. Severus was not scared to keep throwing her into detention with the Golden Idiot.

"I will remember that when planning your further detentions, dear." The Potions Master scoffed. "Now head off to Transfiguration before you are late. Minerva will not take too kindly to that."

"I know Professor," she said teasingly. "I'll talk to you later…if I'm not thrown in Azkaban for murdering Professor Lockhart."

Transfiguration had gone smoothly enough, it wasn't the most difficult classes…but Ashley had a bit of trouble, once again turning his rat into a goblet. Every time he tried it ended up still with a tail or rather fury. Eventually he just had Aurora perform the charm from under the table, his frustration was getting to the point that the goblets she had transformed were starting to crack.

"Thanks Rory," he said resting his head on the table. "I just royally suck at Transfiguration."

"You do…but that's okay…" she said smirking and nudging his side. "I think we have Potions yet…that should be fun right?"

"Oh yeah," he said sarcastically. "Almost about as fun as having a bloody troll step on my face."

"Well, that can be arranged you know," she winked. "If you are dead certain about it-

"Rory, shut up!" he laughed, pushing her gently. "When did you become such a smartass?"

"Blame my genetics…" Rory giggled pinching his arm. "I am Snape's daughter after all."

Ashley rolled his eyes, he didn't see too much of Snape in Aurora. She was too kind and patient. She may not seem patient, but she was. Otherwise he and her would not have been best friends for so long. How she put up with him was beyond Ashley, and even more so how she dealt with the, snobby, pretty boy, Malfoy. As the bell rung Ashley stood and adjusted his cloak, he really could not stand school uniforms…it just wasn't him. He would have loved it Headmaster Dumbledore just did away with the whole system, but he knew Snape would probably have bloody kittens. He already threw a fit over every little outfit Aurora had. It was as if she had to dress Amish around him!

"I hope dad doesn't give homework the first day," Aurora sighed as they began walking towards the dungeons. "He's already cursed me by putting me into detention with Lockhart…homework would just add to the bloody pain in my behind."

"You know he will though, Aurora." He sighed. "Your father always does from what I have heard, and the Ravenclaws have had potions and I saw a couple of them heading to the library for their flex period."

"Ugh…I was hoping that me living with him might have softened him up a bit."

Ashley snorted, and took Aurora's hand in his own while they walked.

"Your dad is doomed to be a hard ass for the rest of his life, Rory…it's engraved in his DNA."

Aurora shook her head, she really did not believe that. Her father was a very sweet man when no one else was around. When it was just her and him at home he was a very gentle man. He never snapped at her, unless she deserved it, and a lot of times she could convince him to bend rules for her. Usually regarding sweets, not really with curfew and certain clothing choices though. Severus Snape was a bloody Nazi when it came to what she could and could not wear and it just aggravated her. It was like he expected her to wear bloody turtlenecks for the rest of her natural born life.

"Whatever you need to tell yourself Ashley, I know my father…and he's not as much of a "hardass" as everyone else here makes him out to be."

And Aurora continued to tell herself that, at least until she actually GOT to Potions and realized that her father had assigned them the worlds largest bloody essay man, wizard, or muggle has ever bloody seen! Where did he get off giving homework the first day? It was absolutely ridiculous! And the only thing that made the night worse was the fact that as soon as the day ended she would be forced against her will to sit in a room with the Golden prat, for Merlin only knew how long. No, this school year did not seem to be a good one and it made her wonder if she should have heeded Dobby's warning, if only to spare her the annoyance of too much homework and an idiot that would much rather stare at himself in a mirror then actually teach.

Sorry it took so long, please review, but not flames