I still don't own Harry Potter!
October-November 1992
Snape sneered as he faced Daisy on Halloween night. This was their way of getting rid of their frustrations about the holiday, and Dumbledore glanced at the two warily before waving a small flag to signal them to begin. Daisy was in nothing but her robes, wielding a sword and shield. Snape, however, was wielding an extremely long and jagged sword, with a large round shield on his other arm, and the entirety of his body, except his legs, covered in jet-black armor.
The two exchanged sword blows, both using what gamers would call "L-Targeting" techniques. It was a stalemate, until she parried and used her sword to snip the twines holding his armor on him. Lockhart had also been missing that night, but any doubts they had about who it could be vanished as soon as they saw the black robes underneath with the black sleek hair pulled back into a low ponytail. He swung his sword and she parried upwards to knock his helmet off of him and then to kick it out of the ring.
He shook this off and remained stoic as he held his shields up (both mental and physical) and his jagged sword ready to strike. He began dodging and weaving and using a similar fighting style that she was using and was angrily trying to fight a student younger and faster than he was. It had taken a while, but he finally managed to fight her until they were both covered in sweat.
By now, all the students were staring up at the Gryffindor who dared to fight their dire Potions Master, and that both of them were wielding swords and shields. Daisy smirked before two thestrals burst in, each one with their ears back and glancing at the two in the center of the room. The two opponent humans glanced at each other before mounting their own thestral and then racing each other with forks and knives transfigured into gates that the thestrals had to jump.
Daisy was always getting boxed in by Snape, but she managed to pull out a hollow victory in the form of a tie. They snarled before Snape popped his neck from side to side and then drew his wand. Daisy smiled like the Cheshire cat and brandished her own wand and the two bowed lowly to each other, each one never breaking eye contact.
"Expelliarmus!" they yelled in unison and their spells exploded as they hit each other, causing the Great Hall to transform into a large jungle.
Their eyes widened before they took to the treetops, each one dodging and ducking, using the new terrain to their advantage. Daisy slipped on a tree trunk just as a vine snapped underneath Snape, causing him to land on a pile of bananas. The two glared at each other before starting to wrestle, in which he defeated her all the time. Daisy was knocked into the water, and a large pile of large transfigured alligators were soon trying to snap at her.
She leapt just out of the range of each of them and summoned a spear before throwing it at a mass of growing fruits and nearly hitting Snape's head. They both saw a waterfall and leapt off of it daringly trying to outdo the other, and then turning around and beginning to climb up it with their bare hands and without magic. They reached the top and began riding the tree trunks and branches like a couple of fully clothed Tarzans, and landing in perfect synchronization. The two saw the one thing that would fully settle the score: a large leopard.
They both snarled, stalking their new prey like the cat itself, and it looked up in confusion before snarling at them both. Daisy ran to a hollow tree, and beaming, yelled out a loud "Zugoar!" Snape would have cringed in fear if it hadn't been one of his students' voices, but the leopard cringed in fear and fled from the two. Snape snarled before darting over to her.
"I believe we are at an impasse," he conceded through grit teeth.
"Perhaps next Halloween then?" she grinned, and he huffed and nodded.
"Next Halloween," he said as they shook hands, each one with a very cunning and mischievous smile or sneer on their face.
The students feared for the worst as the two went their separate ways. Dumbledore looked between the two, simply smiled and announced that it was a tie since the two were both ready to go back to their feast and seats. He then announced that they would be continuing it in her fifth year when they had both had plenty of fun and entertainment to provide a proper basis for another duel of such a magnitude. Daisy and Snape nodded before she sighed and put her head in her hands, and a far-off look arrived in her eyes. He knew what that meant, and what it was, and why, and Lockhart turned to him excitedly.
"That was wonderful, Severus! You simply must join me and be my assistant in the dueling club that I'm starting up in a week and a half!" he gushed, "I must admit, such a long amount of time fighting physically with someone half your age really does take its toll on you, doesn't it? And even though you smell horrendous right now, I'm sure that got out a bit of your animosity towards the Gryffindors, yes, didn't it?"
"Gilderoy, do shut up," Snape snapped, "Right now you're more annoying than any Gryffindor I can think of."
"Even more so than Harry Potter?" Fillius mouthed, and Snape nodded towards him.
"Speaking of whom, where is Mister Potter tonight?" Pomona asked, "I don't see him."
"Probably slinking around somewhere," Snape scoffed, "Merlin knows that boy and his dunderheaded lackeys go looking for trouble, as proof by Miss Granger actually going to look for the troll in her first year. Pah! What on earth was that girl thinking? Stupid little chit, she is, for an insufferable know-it-all!"
"Honestly, Severus, one would almost think that's a compliment!" Gilderoy scoffed.
"I can name twenty students in each house that are smarter than you, Gilderoy," Snape snapped, "And that's not an easy feat. If I didn't know any better, I'd almost go as far to say that a student would be able to best you in a duel."
"Severus!" Gilderoy laughed, "So naïve! I would be happy to duel your best duelist and I will still win with only first year spells!"
"Oh, we'll see about that," Snape sneered, "You against a student during the first meeting of your little dueling club. I'll decide who it is once I see who shows up."
"Wonderful!" Gilderoy laughed, "Be prepared to lose, Severus!"
"Want to bet on that?" Snape snarled, and Gilderoy's eyes widened. "If my student and I win, you give each of use one thousand Galleons. If we lose, we both give you one thousand galleons."
"Severus!" Minerva shrieked, "Such crudity!"
"And since when have you been a gambler, Snape?!" Charity Burbage yelled down the table and the hall was silent as they watched the professors argue. "I thought you said your parents raised you against it?!"
"My parents raised me against a lot of things!" Snape yelled back, "I do what I please, Charity, now butt out of my business before it's you that my prized summer student duels!"
"Severus!" Minerva squealed, "What on earth would possess you to teach a student over the summer?!"
"A coma," he shot back, and the teachers were all quiet.
"You can't be serious!" Minerva finally yelled in shock, "You can't be serious! She'll end up killed, what if she faints, what if she hits her head again and forgets all the spells we've taught her again?!"
"Relax, Minerva," Snape shot back, "What do you think I did all summer? I caught her back up to the level she's supposed to be at in all her classes except History of Magic!"
"You scare me," Fillius squeaked, "I don't want to see what student you're talking about when they're having a bad day."
"Coward," Snape smirked like a madman. "And no, the apocalypse isn't coming. Not tonight at least."
O.O.O.O.O
"A Dueling Club," Snape snarled a week later as he walked towards the Great Hall with Daisy at his side coming from her "detention" with him. "Pah! If it weren't for Lockhart's stupidity and job, I'd be teaching this entirely by myself! Well, with you helping as needed."
"Thank you, sir!" she beamed, "But why me?"
"You're the best duelist aside from myself I can think of inside the student body," he said calmly as they neared it, "And literally the only one alive who has fought me to a standstill that wasn't taught defense by Professor Dumbledore himself."
"Was that a compliment?" she asked appalled.
"Consider your private tutor," he said before going to the front where Lockhart was preening himself like an idiot.
Daisy listened in half-interest as Lockhart rambled. She was only here to watch Snape duel another teacher and see just how strong her Potions Master was. The minute she saw him perform his Expelliarmus spell, she felt a sensation in her gut that turned them to mush. She was astonished at his raw masculine power, and even more so at how far back it had sent Lockhart flying, as well as his wand across the Great Hall. She gasped in awe at his performance and looked at him with pride as the others were watching their Defense Professor.
Snape's eyes turned to her to find hers stuck on him, and they locked eyes for mere moments before he turned back to Lockhart to snarl and sneer at the buffoon.
"Warthog-face buffoon!" she yelled, but her words were drowned out by the other girls squealing out in delight as he was summoning Neville forwards.
"No, Lockhart, we'll be sending what's left of him up to the hospital wing in a matchbox," Snape said calmly, "Perhaps a different set of pairs? Dare and Granger, perhaps, followed by Malfoy and Potter?"
"A wonderful suggestion!" Lockhart boomed, before realizing it, "But why three Gryffindors?"
"I want to see just how much Miss Dare remembers after her four month coma last year," he sneered calmly as she approached him. He immediately was close, his breath tickling her ear. "Focus. Use what I taught you over the summer. Disarm, and a few special ones if you want to humiliate her."
"Professor, can you show me that again?" Hermione asked fearfully, and Snape went back to murmuring into Daisy's ear.
"I saw how you were looking at me, attack her as though she were about to try to kill me," he said, and Daisy was immediately filled with a rage so strong her magic was pulsing. "Good girl, now go get her."
"Expelliarmus!" Daisy yelled, and Hermione had no chance to defend herself as she was thrown across the Great Hall in its entirety, ramming against a wall and her wand going straight to Daisy's hand.
"Not bad for a lioness," Snape sneered, which she knew was his way of publicly saying to her I'm proud of you, my young apprentice. "Not bad, young Padowan."
"You watch Star Wars?" she asked as she turned around.
"Watch your back," he said, and she wheeled around dangerously to disarm Lockhart and sent him sprawling with his pants down. "Detention, Dare!"
"Honestly! Attacking a teacher when his guard is down, and while he's helping someone in your own house is just downright rude and Slytherin of you, Miss Dare!" Lockhart yelled, "Severus, do something!"
"Oh, I'm doing," he said calmly, "I'm thinking of how best to punish her during her detention, even if it is you she humiliated."
There were audible gasps as they all heard what he'd said, and Malfoy was soon on the stage glaring angrily and wielding a transfigured sword. She grabbed a piece of parchment and tore it in half, transfiguring one half into a shield and another into a sword. Within seconds she was again using the L-targeting, and circling around Malfoy, who was swinging the large sword in a very clumsy manner. He, too, wielded a shield, but it was much bigger than he was.
He swung like his sword was an axe chopping someone's head off, and she rolled on the ground to parry and jab her sword against his rear. He yelled and dropped his sword with pain and shock just before she began to duck and weave around him angrily. He snarled before picking up his sword and slashing at her again, grazing her shoulder and drawing blood.
"Enough!" Snape yelled angrily as Daisy dodged backwards and parried to land a hilt-skull ramming blow to Malfoy's head. "Finite Incantatem!"
The two swords and shields were paper again, and Malfoy was feeling dizzy while Daisy's adrenaline was pumping and ready for a fight. Suddenly, as if from nowhere, she heard a large body moving around as if inside the walls, and she began looking around with narrowed eyes. She saw Lockhart pulling up his pants and pulled his underwear so tight he squealed like a girl, only without her wand. She'd gotten stronger over the summer, and Snape narrowed his eyes at her to let her know she needed to stop and get a grip. She took a deep breath and forced her adrenaline to go away just before pulling her face into a mask so emotionless that it rivaled that of Snape's. He wondered vaguely what she was hiding.
"I'm assuming I won since nobody's attacking me," she said emotionlessly, even though she was still pulsing with rage, "Well, thanks for the fun, Professors, but I'm off to go work on homework."
Snape watched her leave with narrowed eyes before turning to the task at hand and healing Malfoy's injury up (which was just his clothes getting shoved up his crack really far) and then turning to sort out Lockhart and Granger. As soon as Lockhart was sorted out, he acted as though nothing had happened, and Snape looked to the back to find that Fillius and Pomona were as pale as he was normally, and that Minerva was holding her hand over her mouth with her eyes glittering with pride and surprise.
"Moving on! Next duel, come on, boys," Lockhart squeaked, "Don't be shy, Harry!"
So, she attacks a teacher. She's human, and she is stark-raving mad.
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