Archer woke up early, force of habit from the summer months she endured. The sun was just rising when Archer had opened her eyes to see herself still in a nice warm bed, so this wasn't all a wonderful dream. Archer sat up in her bed, trying to push her hair back behind her ears but she remembered she cut her hair to a pixie, but Archer wasn't complaining, it was nice not to feel dreadlocks first thing in the morning.
Archer made her bed, she remembered her promise to Kreacher that she would clean the room up. Archer began to start cleaning, wiping down the dust off the window sills with a rag Kreacher must have left behind. She cleaned the room very thoroughly, washing the windows, and tidying up by hand. She then remembered she had a wand. With a flick of her wand the room was suddenly spotless, leaving her satisfied, she wasn't completely used to the feeling she was allowed to use magic outside of school, but she was getting there.
She changed into cobalt robes, combat boots, and had fuzzy socks on, they were a pair she had gotten from Narcissa when she was cold one winter and they were too small for Narcissa. Archer had been very fond of the green fuzzy socks since she was eleven, her feet did all their growing very young, so there honestly was no need to replace them. Archer smiled as she wiggled her toes in her boots happily, liking the feeling of clean fuzzy socks.
Archer walked quietly down the stairs, she had Hogwarts a History with her, it was the only book she had besides her school books. Archer was close to being tired of reading that very book, if she actually did start to read it she would have read it a third time, and she knew something about Hogwarts that the author didn't know, the Saxton room.
The Saxton room was the first room built in Hogwarts, it was kept hidden, in Hogwarts' early days teachers would reward students who found the room, but since then it had been long lost, until George Weasley found it again. The Saxton room was a very interesting room for Archer. She had made out with George in that room, and got caught be her father, serving him a detention.
Archer reminisced the Saxton room, the black marble walls and floors, lit up by the whirlpool ceiling of crystal clear, blue water, giving the room a light as if the sun was shining on top of the great pool.
Archer sat down in an elegant, claw footed arms chair, which was a sage color. The extravagant chair was facing the window, which was showing a beautiful sunrise. Archer began to read the book she had with her as the orange, purples, pinks, yellows, and blues shined a brilliant light in the dull room, making it come alive. Archer read intently at the pages which were lit with the colors of the sunrise, her brows furrowed as she concentrated on what she was reading.
Archer closed her book when she heard quiet foot steps walk down the stairs. She turned around to see her dad, already dressed for the day. Archer set her book on an end table next to the armchair. She then saw her father walk into the sitting room.
" Good morning dad." Archer said to her father, who still looked a little tired.
" Good morning, your up early." Snape told his daughter.
" Yeah, I've kind of gotten used to waking up early in the morning, but it won't be a shunned thing to do once we get to Hogwarts." Archer replied to her father.
Snape sat down in the other clawed armchair, which was the same color of the one Archer was sitting in. He had a book as well, from what Archer saw on the cover it was something about potions. Snape began to read his book, he read the same way Archer did, very concentrated on what the text had to say, his brows furrowing more and more as he read the text. Archer began to read her book again too, trying to search for something she hadn't seen before. So far Archer was not in much luck of treasure hunting in the text, she would read a page over and over again, to see if there were any potential clues to something. Archer began to get frustrated with the book, she didn't close it though, besides getting ready she wouldn't have anything else to do. She then noticed something very odd in the text. One page was talking about Godric Gryffindor, and on the side, something was written in transparent ink. Archer held it up to the light, it read.
Ruby
Archer wondered what Ruby meant, maybe the color of the stone would represent Gryffindor. Archer wondered about something, she frantically turned pages until she came across Helga Hufflepuff, she looked for anything which would point out to clear text. She finally found it on top of the page.
Heliodor
Archer then jumped around a few more pages until she found Rowena Ravenclaw, searching for the transparent ink. She didn't have to look very long, since the light hit the letters once Archer turned the page.
Sapphire
Archer immediately found the pages about Salazar Slytherin, she had to search for the clear text for a fairly long stretch of time compared to the rest. She finally found the ink in the crease between the two pages, not to Archer's surprise, the ink read.
Emerald.
Archer closed the book and made her way upstairs, making Snape raise an eyebrow at her rather immediate action. He let the thought go and continued to read the thick, leather bound volume, revealing the small text which his eyes feasted upon as he read the aged parchment pages, which had that wonderful old book smell. He then began to think about his daughter's physical state. Snape closed the leather book and set it in his lap. Snape rested his chin on his hand, deep in though, fearing that Archer's state of skin and bones would make her weaker and her prophecy would creep up on her.
Archer's prophecy used to speak of an amazing witch, one who would live at least one hundred years, would perform some of the best magic, she would be one of the most beneficial witches in her time, and possibly ever. But when Archer was an infant, Voldemort was angered at her mother, Bellatrix Lestrange, and forced Bellatrix to meddle with her daughter's prophecy, shortening her life span. But Bellatrix made a mistake and Archer's death date became unknown, so Archer could possibly die any minute, even if she was completely healthy. Because of this event, Archer began her training at eight years old rather than eleven like everyone else did so she would be advanced in magic so she could fight off just about anything. She studied under a course the Ministry provided nine hours a day, everyday, even summers. Before she was enrolled into Durmstrang she would live with her relatives, the Malfoy's while her father was teaching. The main goal for her was to become as powerful as Dumbledore so she could protect herself, she wasn't as powerful, but she was powerful enough to survive a duel with Voldemort. Archer knew magic fourth years would be taught by the time she was eleven.
But in the present time, Archer was in her room, sitting at the large desk. She was ferociously writing, her quill was writing a fast as she could, sentences racing across the parchment. She was furrowing her brow as she wrote to her friend Yoan Vranchev, who was a Durmstrang classmate of hers as well as a good friend, he too was at Hogwarts to enter the Triwizard Tournament, but he was not successful in doing so. He was a very hilarious fellow, mischievous as well, sneaking several bottles of Firewhiskey into Hogwarts during their stay.
Archer only had one letter to go after Yoan's, which would go to Plamen Chervenkov, another one of Archer's Durmstrang peers, who was a brilliant chaser, fit for professional quidditch. They played together in Durmstrang, Archer was a beater, and a hell of a good one too (of course since Archer is an overachiever at everything she does.)
While in the middle of writing Plamen's letter, Archer heard a hoot. She turned around to see a giant flurry of feather's fly into her room. Archer was very happy to see flurry when it rested upon her desk. The flurry of feathers was an owl, an eagle owl to be exact. It was Arrow, the owl her father given to her as a Christmas Present last year. Archer hadn't seen Arrow since that last day at Hogwarts, where Archer became missing. Archer smiled and petted her owl. Arrow seemed to be happy at their being reunited, his eyes closed and his feathers ruffled, and he almost looked like he was smiling.
" I have a big job for you once I'm done with this letter." Archer said to her owl. Arrow seemed to understand her quite well actually, he got fairly excited and his feathers ruffled even more. Archer finished that one last letter. She showed all of the letters to Arrow, who grew really excited and held out a leg for Archer to tie the letters on. Archer found a piece of yarn and tied the letters on the owls giant foot, getting scrape a small bit by his giant talons. The owls spread out his wings in excitement as Archer opened the east window and the owl immediately took flight. Archer smiled as she watched the speed of Arrow accelerate and fly upwards, flapping with vigor until he hit the right current of wind where he could just soar.
Archer heard the perky voice of Molly Weasley wake up her children, their response was groaning, she heard Hermione snap at Ron and Harry. Archer walked out into the hallway to see Molly yelling at Ron since Hermione was not having much luck at all. Molly then slapped her hands at her sides in surrender and almost walked right into Archer.
" Oh my! Sorry Archer, I didn't mean to wake you up." Molly apologized, putting her hands on her hips and looked down at the floor.
" Oh no need, I was up long before you started to wake up everyone, do you know where George's room is, I'll help you wake him up." Archer offered. Molly smiled.
" That would be lovely dear, three doors to the right of where you are standing right now actually, oh behind you though." Molly said, pointing behind Archer.
" Thank you." Archer said as she turned around and walked to the very room Molly told her to walk. Archer opened the door quietly, she could see Fred sleep in one bed while George slept in another. She was able to tell Fred from George right now because George's hair was a little longer than Fred's. She walked to his bed and pulled the covers off of him, she had no idea he liked to sleep shirtless. She picked up one of his hands and held it in hers.
" George." Archer simply said. George's eyes fluttered open to see Archer smile sweetly at him, he was shocked that she saw him shirtless, but wasn't against it at all if you know what I mean.
" Mornin' Archer, its really early." George groaned. Archer rolled her eyes.
" Six in the morning is not early. I'm leaving for Hogwarts today, so I want to spend time with you before I become your professor." Archer told George. He sat up in his bed.
" That's right, there's that no kissing rule between teachers and students." George spoke, his voice was laced with being tired.
" Correct George, five points to Gryffindor." Archer said with a smirk.
" Its not even start of term yet, but thanks." George said.
" Well, I figured I should get used to it." Archer replied. George stood up from the bed and wrapped his arms around Archer, pulling her closer to his shirtless torso.
" Practice makes perfect." George said, kissing Archer. Archer felt dirty, she was kissing her boyfriend when he was shirtless, and when he was going to be one of her students.
" Mornin' lovebirds." Fred said with humor, but he was ignored. Fred shrugged, and pulled the shirt he wore yesterday on and walked out of the room.
Fred walked downstairs and smirked as he sat next to Ron at the long table, which had bacon, porridge and eggs. Ron's plate was stacked high, he was hungry, and tired. Fred stacked his plate even higher. He looked Ron in the eye.
" Say Ron, there was something I stole from you a long time ago, and I'm going to give it back to you, just go up into my room and retrieve it, you'll recognize it." Fred said, trying to hold back a laugh.
" Alright, fine." Ron said, he stood up from his chair and walked upstairs.
Ron walked down the hall, being glared at by Kreacher, making him more uncomfortable than he already was. A floorboard creaked under his foot and he jumped. He finally made his way to Fred's room, the door was wide open. His face turned from curious to afraid when he saw his brother George make out with his future professor. Ron was scarred for life by that incident.
" Blimey, get a room!" Ron yelled, knowing his older brother sent him upstairs to be scarred by a make out session.
George and Archer stopped kissing, Archer was shocked to see Ron there while George became frustrated.
" This is our room, now get out." George snapped. Ron speedily ran off with a frightened look on his freckled face. Archer laughed a little bit.
" Reckon we should go downstairs and join the crowd?" Archer asked George.
" Yeah, I guess." George replied. Archer walked out of the room to let George change in private. She walked downstairs and saw everyone there, Ron looked at her in a slight fear. She saw everyone at the breakfast table and sat in between Minerva and Snape.
" Good morning." Archer said to the both of them. She piled her plate with bacon and eggs.
" Good morning Archer, are you well rested?" McGonagall asked Archer, taking a bite of some fried egg.
" Very Minerva, I am quite excited for Hogwarts." Archer replied as she cut her eggs, watching as the yellow yolk oozed on everything it could reach.
" I wouldn't be anymore though, we have some bad news to tell you." Snape responded to Archer's excitement.
" What's wrong?" Archer asked concerned, putting her utensils down and widened her eyes, of course her year would have a nasty twist.
" The Ministry's senior under secretary, Dolores Umbridge has been appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher by force from the Ministry, she is being sent to control Hogwarts, spy on Dumbledore, and report to the Ministry." McGonagall replied. Archer remembered the name vaguely from her mother's trial.
" You're kidding me, the Ministry has taken things way too far." Archer spoke with anger, stabbing her bacon with her fork. A Ministry employee who would probably have barley any knowledge was coming to teach the school. Knowing the D.A.D.A. position was cursed it gave her some relief.
" Yes, we have to leave by seven, I'm dreading it." Snape sneered, he obviously did not like Umbridge.
Archer had finished breakfast and took her luggage downstairs, it was now six forty five. She walked up to Tonks.
" Mornin' Archer, getting ready to go teach?" Tonks asked, taking a bite out of a large red apple. Tonks smiled at Archer, her little cousin, a tough little cookie.
" I am, I am excited except for the Umbridge part." Archer told Tonks as she lugged her trunk and set it by the back door. Archer set Arrow's cage next to her trunk and brushed off her robes and walked back into the dining room with Tonks.
" Yeah, the crone was more than happy to find and excuse to infiltrate Hogwarts, but don't worry, if you get mad at her you can just kick her ass." Tonks said with a grin from ear to ear.
" I just might have too." Archer replied, tsking twice as she walked into the Dining room.
Sirius, who was talking to Lupin, stood up when Archer walked in. He walked over to her, staring at his "niece" with his happy grey eyes.
" Good morning Archer." Sirius said to his relative.
" Good morning Sirius." Archer replied.
" I hear your leaving for Hogwarts." Sirius said. He felt awkward talking to Archer, her two parents hated him so much, yet he was still related to her, which would mean he was related to Snape. Sirius almost grimaced at the thought.
" Yes, I am, and I am going to confront the infamous Dolores Umbridge." Archer replied.
" Ugh, that woman, she was so persistent on putting me in Azkaban it wasn't even funny. I figure she will give you the worst time, possibly even worse than Dumbledore, but at the same level for sure. I do have to warn you, she is a very controlling woman and she will stop at nothing to get her way, which sadly is the Ministry's way. She would be a good ally to have, but she is drawn to power, and not what is right." Sirius said.
The trio soon heard the footsteps of Professor McGonagall walk in, her face was strict and professional, not to be tampered with. She looked Archer right in the eye and smiled, making her wrinkles form smiles as well.
" We are ready Archer." McGonagall said to Archer.
Archer was shocked that the time had passed so quickly. She hugged Tonks.
" See you Archie." Tonks said, she began to feel uncomfortable from the strength of Archer's hug.
" See you Tonks, write to me." Archer said, making sure Tonks knew she wasn't kidding. Tonks saluted as a joke. Archer walked to her Uncle Sirius and gave him a hug as well.
By this time everyone has received news that the four Professors were going to leave the premises of 12 Grimmauld Place. Everyone was downstairs in the dining room to watch as the teachers were going to leave and suffer the wrath of the Ministry.
" Bye Sirius." Archer said when she stopped hugging Sirius.
" So long Archer, remember everyone. If you give Archer a hard time so help me your fate will land me in Azkaban for a true reason!" Sirius announced to all of the students, who laughed, knowing none of them would dare give Archer a hard time because she would kick their asses into a pulp.
Archer said the rest of her goodbyes to her colleagues, friends, and students. She got a hug from Hermione, Molly, and Arthur a handshake from Harry, Ron, Moody, Lupin and Fred, and a kiss on the lips from George. She waved as she walked out of the dining room with Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape out into the back yard. Archer and her father were the only ones who carried their trunks without magic. Archer stood in a circle with her other four co-workers, who then took their luggage in hand and all held each others hand with the hand they had free. Everyone watched from in the house. Archer looked at the three people with her. Professor McGonagall gave Dumbledore a nod and Dumbledore then apparated, taking them with him.
Archer then marveled the wonders of Hogsmede seconds later, she loved the small village, even though it was where she and George broke up temporarily last year. She was excited and happy, smiling from ear to ear, she was wide eyed and open mouthed in awe. She recognized many of the small shops as she walked with the other three Professors who were making their way up to Hogwarts. She skipped around, twirling in happiness, laughing jovially. She took out her wand and cast a patronus involuntarily. The lioness casted from the end of her wand roared with pride and ran free, as if it was chasing prey. Dumbledore smiled at Archer, knowing her summer, he was surprised she was still able to cast a patronus. Archer kept her happy twirling, laughing, and her lioness roared all the way up to Hogwarts, which is were Archer saw Lei, the giant squid she spent lots of her time with last year, she waved to the squid as it waved is tentacle at her. The lioness roared louder and ran farther and farther, soon dying out when Archer saw a nasty sight.
A woman, who greatly resembled a toad, dressed in all pink robes was stand right at the school's entrance. She was fairly stout as well, looking almost like a pink ball with warts on it. Archer snarled under her breath as she, Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore approached the hideous thing. The toad in pink smiled wider as they came closer, but the smile was not happy, it was full of evil and malice, looking like she would drive one insane if they were exposed to her too long.
Archer walked with power, ceasing to glare at her, glaring at her which was describe by many people as her father's glare. Umbridge just smiled wider at Archer's immediate loathing of the fool of a woman. Umbridge took a step closer and held out her arms for them to shake.
" Hello, I am Senior Undersecretary Dolores Umbridge, as you know I'm sure, except for the young one, doesn't look a day over seventeen. Now, the Ministry has instructed for me to tell you that you are to prepare me a brilliant feast in my honor tonight." Dolores said with a sweet malice.
Archer hated to woman even more, besides the fact she was clad in Archer's least favorite color, she was vain, and very stupid indeed.
" Might I tell you Dolores that we do have a feast planned but is for someone else." McGonagall snapped. Archer was bewildered by McGonagall's hateful voice towards the pink tinted toad.
" Who might that be, since they can wait, since I am at upmost importance." Umbridge argued at McGonagall's statement.
" The feast is in honor of my daughter, Archer Snape, since she has survived great obstacles during the summer and she is a new Professor here as well, Dolores." Snape spoke, saying Dolores with a sneer.
Umbridge did not react to this well at all, she stamped her foot like a toddler in tantrum.
" NO, THIS IS A FEAST FOR ME, ME ONLY, IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY I HAVE THE RIGHT TO SEND YOU TO AZKABAN!" Dolores screamed, her actions fit her toddler like behavior with her pink clad feet.
" We will have your feast another day Dolores, but these are plans we have made since Archer became missing." Dumbledore told the angered woman calmly. She became even more enraged.
" Fine, do what you want, but you will regret it Dumbledore." Umbridge snarled, pointing her thick, small fingers at Dumbledore. Archer took the arms she held up her finger with and threw it at Umbridge's side.
" My my, who is this?" Umbridge asked with a hiss.
" I am Archer Snape, but that will be Professor Snape to you." Archer said, smirking, feeling proud of what she did.
" Well Miss Lestrange-" Umbridge said before she was interrupted.
" Excuse me?" Archer snapped. Umbridge laughed.
" You're the daughter of High Security Prisoner Bellatrix Lestrange." Umbridge replied.
" I forbid you to use my mothers surname." Archer snarled, making Umbridge grow a spark of fear in the pit of her stomach.
" I am of power, you are a teachers aid, I can do what I want and you will accept it.
Archer walked up closer to the malicious woman in front of her, sporting an enraged look. They were soon a foot apart. Archer glared at Umbridge with more power in her eyes. Umbridge tried to look impressive back, but it was impossible to look like a pink clad toad and look superior to Archer.
" Or will I?" Archer whispered with a hiss.