A/N: Sorry! Another short one. Blame my notebook, it convolutes my brain into thinking I've written more than I actually did.
Chapter Six
Bella PoV
We broke apart quickly, and I narrowed my eyes at the peeping Tom. Frozen stiff from my use of silent magic, Professor McGonagall stood wearing a startled and horrified expression.
I let go of Severus and walked over to her, slowly. Freeing only her head of the spell, I asked, "Why are you here?"
"I came simply to inform you that you had a visitor, but what do I find? This is very improper! Professor Snape, release me this instant!" she exclaimed, aghast.
"That," Severus said, "I cannot do."
"And why is that?" questioned McGonagall.
"Because I am not the one that entrapped you, and she who did is exponentially more powerful than I," he stated simply.
"That would be me," I declared matter-of-factly.
"Impossible," she said. "I see no proof of this."
"The proof is right here," I told her, gesturing my myself.
"Then vanish the table beside me," she challenged.
I glanced at the table, and it disappeared quickly.
"Set the chair afire."
It did so, with a blast of hot air and burned-wood smell.
"Put it-"
The fire went out.
"-out," she finished. "Patronus Charm?" she asked doubtfully.
A tiger, graceful, deadly, and blueish-white, appeared next to me with the barest of glances spared for it on my part.
McGonagall's face went pale.
"I assume you'll be glad to know that there is at least one thing I can't do without a spell," I told her, then added, "yet."
She raised one eyebrow in a silent question.
"Legilimens!"
She gasped and fumbled for a hold on her Occlumency. I brushed aside her defences as if they weren't ever there, and laughed at her.
Backing out of her mind, I said, "You lead a very dull life. Breathe, teach, sleep. It's all very monotonous."
Very off topic, I asked, "And who was that visitor of mine?"
McGonagall glared at me, and said, "She called herself Victoria."
A/N: Ha! It may be short, but it's an important turnpoint! Be nice and review, please!