[A/N: To those who commented on the last chapter, thank you~ To those who favorite or follow on the last chapter, thank you~ I'm glad that so many of you like my story so far~ As always, please read, comment and subscribe for more updates~ Don't worry,, I'll still be doing 'Love's Journey, but ideas for this story was coming faster, so please expect more of these chapters in the future. I don't know French or Russian so I use Google Translate. If you see any of the translation that seems off, please let me know~. Now off to the new chapter~]
[A/N: Also, has any drarry shippers ever got this?
Purrs Fragrantly I Did (anagram)
Harry flicked his wand & sliced off Draco's cock. Another two flicks the slimly todger was transfigured into a string of sausages - and then propelled up Malfoy's leaking butthole, to disappear completely.
"That's the ONLY way I'm ever gonna stick anything up YOUR arse!" Harry shouted, Punching him. Dobby cackled with glee & brought the club down on his whimpering former Master's head again & again. "That's the way to do it!" he exclaimed maniacally.
Forty years later a disheveled Malfoy finally managed to obliviate every stupid fanfiction drarry reader on the planet and could commit cowardly suicide in peace.
( as most of said readers are too thick to work it out themselves, the anagram was of course: stupid drarry fangirl. Only two out of nineteen deluded complainers got it. Just goes to show average drarry shipper's IQ I guess )
I got this after I posted the second chapter and I'm confused. Whats wrong with Drarry fans? Someone please also comment below if you have an answer for me
Chapter 3
Diana's felt heavy as she slowly ate her breakfast in the Great Hall with her housemates. Students from other houses were barely keeping their eyes open, some almost face-planting into their plate of food. Halfway through the meal, the head-of-house passed around the individual schedules. Diana heard Draco scowl next to her as he looked at his schedule. "Damn it. We have Potions with the Gryffindors in the morning." Hermione had a sour look on her face. "Lovely." The others seemed to agree with her and none of them looked forward to being in the same classroom as the house of lions. Daphne scoffed as she looked over at the Gryffindor table and then to the staff table. "Gryffindors always wear their emotions on their sleeves. The class just got more entertaining."
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"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death—if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach." Severus said in a silky voice as he walked up and down the rows of desks, his robes flapping behind him like a bat's wings with every step.
"Mr. Weasley! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Severus said, stopping suddenly in front of the redhead's desk, his robe flapping dramatically when he quickly turned around to face Weasley. The redhead's face had a blank look from the sudden question and sat there with his mouth slightly open, looking very much like a fish out of the water. "Uhm..." Those sitting close to him were either too scared to help Weasley or didn't know the answer either. Severus sneered at this and began walking in between the rows of desks again. "My my, Mr. Weasley. I thought you would be smarter than that and opened your book before the start of the school year. Ten points from Gryffindor for your impudence."
The Slytherins snickered at this, causing Weasley's face to turn bright red and scowled angrily at them. "Ms. Ivanov, what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?" Diana sat up straight in her chair as she replied. "They are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite." Severus looked satisfied with that answer and nods his head. "Very good, Ms. Ivanov. 10 points to Slytherin. Ms. Granger, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
Hermione cleared her throat before she answered. "Asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful, it is known as the Draught of Living Death." Severus nodded at the answer. "Nicely put, Ms. Granger. Another 10 points to Slytherin." The Gryffindors glared at the Slytherins for taking the points as Severus wrote down on the chalkboard the potion they were going to make. The Slytherins didn't seem to mind this glares and in turn, flashed them a smug look which only irritated them more.
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"What class do we have next?" Diana asked as Severus let the class go. "Transfiguration," Draco stated as the group walked together down the corridor. "Who would have thought Weasley's face would turn that red." Pansy cackled with amusement and the rest jeered at what happened during class. "You think it's funny doing you, Parkinson?" Weasley growled as he stepped up to the group with two others, whose name were if Diana remembered correctly was Dean and Seamus, as they came to a stop. "I don't see you doing any better, pug face." Weasley sneered while the other two snickered, thinking that was a good nickname for Pansy.
"Don't blame us for your stupidity, Weasley," Draco said softly but his voice had an underlying feeling of anger. Daphne and Hermione stood around Pansy to make sure she was alright. "What did you expect, Draco? With a poor family like that, I'm amazed he even got food at all." Diana said with indifference. "Crabbe, Goyle?" She said and the two hulking guys gave her a curt nod. They snickered as they both slowly walked over to the three Gryffindors as they started to roll their sleeves up, their hulking stature and thick build gave them a menacing look. "Come on. We best get going." Diana stated and the rest followed after her just as the Gryffindors ran away, almost peeing themselves from fright.
The group managed to get to the Transfiguration classroom with ten minutes to spare. Instead of seeing the stern looking Professor standing there, a cat was sitting on the desk as they sat in their seats. The double doors to the classroom closed themselves once it was time for class to start, yet the professor was still not there. A few minutes later, the doors swung open as Weasley and his two cronies came walking in. "Whew, good thing Professor McGonagall isn't here yet," Weasley said. The Slytherins snickered at the shocked look their faces when the cat leaped off the desk to transform into Professor McGonagall. Diana knew something was weird about the car. What cat sits so still on the desk and not meow?
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The last class of the day was Defence Against the Dark Arts with the Gryffindors again. Professor Quirrell was a stuttering mess throughout the entire class, causing the Gryffindors to laugh whenever he dropped the piece of chalk and had to bend down to pick it up. "Je vous verrai dans la salle commune." (F) (I'll see you guys in the common room.) She said as the class packed up to leave. The others silently nodded and moved with the rest of the class as she stepped up to Professor Quirrell's desk. "Y-Yes M-Ms. Ivano-ov?" Quirrell stuttered just as the door to the classroom closed shut.
"I'm sorry, my lady. I hope my stuttering isn't cumbersome to you. I had to play the part." Quirrell said, the stuttering nonexistent as his demeanor completely changed. Diana smirked as she waved away his concern. "It's alright. You are playing your part well." She stated. "Thank you, My Lady. What can I help you with?" He asked. "I would like to see my father." She asked, her eyes holding an underlying meaning to her words. Quirrell was silent for a few minutes before nodding. "Very well, My Lady." He stood up and turned around to have his back facing her. With his wand, he slowly started unraveling the purple turban around his head.
Diana wasn't sure what she was expecting when she saw the back of Quirrell's head. The only time she has ever seen her father's face was in the photos Aunt Valentina and Uncle Stepan showed her and her brother. The face she was looking at wasn't her father's face. It was wrinkly and pale looking. The only thing that told her this man was her father was his blue eyes flecked with red. "Father..." She whispered. Tom's face contorted a little with sadness. "You've grown. You look so much like Lily." He said with a horace voice like he hadn't talked for days. For next couple minutes, they talked about how he was doing and how his kids were doing. "What are you doing here in Hogwarts anyway, Father?" Diana asked, finally getting to the question she was curious about.
Tom sighed softly, a slight frown marred his face. "I'm looking for something I need, something important." He said. "What is it?" Diana asked, wondering what this 'thing' was. "A stone. Severus is doing some research and is relaying any information he finds about this stone to me. Once I have sufficient information, I'll let you know." Diana pouted at this, causing Tom to laugh. She reminded him so much of Lily. "Now I suggest you head back to your housemates. I'm sure they are getting anxious." He said softly. Diana sighed heavily and reluctantly nodded.
"Yes, Father." Quirrell then raised his wand and with a sharp flick of his wrist, the purple strip of fabric quickly wounds around his head into the turban again before turned back around to face her. "You best get going, My Lady. I'll let you know when your father wants to talk to you." He said. Diana gave a curt nod and quickly left the classroom to head to see that the corridor was filled with students heading down to the Great Hall for dinner. GUess they had talk longer then she thought. "Diana!" Pansy called out as the group walked up to her. "We were beginning to think you have gotten lost when you didn't come back to the dorm."
Diana snorts at this, shaking her head as her book bag disappeared from her hand, most likely in her dorm room now. "Let's go." She said and they all walked into the Great Hall together.
Thursday
"Mr. Weasley, I suggest you keep your eyes on your own potion. I don't tolerate cauldrons exploding in my classroom." Severus said coldly as he walked through the rows of desks as he inspected the progress of the potion they were brewing today. Weasley sent glares at Severus' back before looking down at his potion which was clearly the wrong color. "Si seulement Severus avait vu ce regard. Je me demande ce qu'il aurait fait." (F) (If only Severus had seen that look. I wonder what he would have done.) Daphne said while still keeping her eyes on her cauldron. "Weasley ne serait même pas debout quand il verrait le regard qu'il reçoit en retour." (F) (Weasley wouldn't even be standing when he sees the glare he gets in return.) The group fought back from smirking as they kept their eyes on their cauldron, none of them noticing Severus was doing the same.
Weasley had looked up when he heard his name among the French words being spoken. His eyes narrowed when he noticed he wouldn't understand what the Slytherins were saying. "Tu ferais mieux de ne pas révéler mes secrets." (F) (You lot better not be revealing my secrets.) The group smirked slightly. "Bien sûr que non, Professeur. Nous n'en rêverions pas." (F) (Of course not, Professor. We wouldn't dream of it.) Diana said with a fake innocent voice. The group settled down and concentrated on finishing the potion. Severus went around the classroom one last time to see their finishing product. He would mutter words of approval to those who did well and sneer at those who failed. He only gave the Slytherins a satisfied look when he arrived at their side of the classroom.
When he arrived at Diana's desk, he gave her a slight smile before slipping a piece of parchment paper to her which was barely noticed by the rest of the class. She fisted the paper in her hand and hid it in her robe pocket. She'll read it once she was out of the classroom."Very good. I want you to fill a vial of your final product and place it on my desk before you go. Class dismissed." The class moved to do as he asked. Diana slipped out of the classroom once she was done and read the note as she waited for the rest to come out.
The note quickly disintegrated in her hand once she was done reading it, just in time as the others stepped out of the classroom. "What did the letter say?" Draco asked Diana in a low voice as the group walked together to their next class. Trust him to be the only one would notice these things. "I'll tell you later." She said in the same low voice. He silently nodded.
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"Come in." Diana heard Severus' muffled voice from behind the door. She stepped into the classroom and shut the door behind her. "Punctual as always, Diana," Severus said smoothly from behind his desk, not even looking up from the essays he was grading. "Have a seat." He stated and she sat down in the offered chair in front of the desk. Diana was silent for a minute, patiently waiting as he made a few scratches on the essay with his quill before putting it off to the side, giving her his full attention. "You must be wondering why I called you here."
Diana shrugged her shoulder, a grin playing with her lips. "I am, but I've learned for a while not to ask since you'll be answering that question right about now." Severus scoffs as a house elf popped into the room holding a tray with two steaming cups of tea, served them their drinks and popped away. "Cheeky brat." Diana snickered at his response, taking the dainty cup in her hand and gently blew on the liquid to let it cool down a little. "I called you here because I got some information about the stone your father most likely mentioned to you."
Diana stayed silent as she took a small sip out of her cup. Severus took this as a sign for him to continue, which he did. "Have you heard of the alchemist Nicholas Flamel? Rumors had it, he made a stone called the philosopher's stone which has the power to turn any metal into pure gold. This stone can be used to make the Elixir of Life. Your father thinks that this stone will help him gain his body back and he suspects that the stone is here in this school." Diana placed her cup back down on the desk and crossed her legs together while leaning back in the chair, a frown on her face. "You say that this stone is just rumors, what makes Father so sure that the stone is here? Why would Dumbledore hide the stone in his school?"
Severus chuckled softly and leaned back in his chair as well, placing his folded hands on his belly. "Hogwarts is as protected as Gringotts. What a perfect place to hide something as important as the stone in the school without being detected. Your father thinks Dumbledore is going to use the stone for personal gain. What that is, he isn't sure." Diana nodded, many questions left unanswered. "What will be your next step?" She asked. "I'll be doing more research, but with your father's fragile health on top of making potions, new information will be slower," Severus stated, looking slightly pale and tired. Diana nodded in understanding. "Very well. Let me know what you come up with." She excused herself from the room and left towards the Slytherin common room.
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"Are you sure your father should be making such a high risk by coming here?" Blaise inquired, those sitting on the couches in front of the roaring fireplace in the Slytherin common room were thinking the same thing. The other occupants of the house took their leave to their dorm rooms even though it was still a little early. "Dumbledore would be on to us soon," Daphne added, her forefinger playing with a strand of her long golden hair. Diana stared into the burning embers of the fire, her fingers lightly caressing the armrest of the couch, seemingly not hearing what the others were saying. "How do you want to proceed next, Diana?" Draco muttered softly.
Diana continued to keep her eyes on the fire, sighing softly with deep thought. "Severus is already overwhelmed with gathering more information and brewing potions to help my father regain his strength...we'll need to do our own research about this philosopher's stone and this Nicholas Flamel." The others nodded. Purebloods had an extended library and had numerous old books. Hermione vouched to break into the restricted section of the library since that was where all the interesting books were stored.
Friday
Its been two weeks since the start of the start of the school year, and already, Diana was annoyed with the Gryffindors, especially one named Ronald Weasley and she wanted to kill him. "What are you looking at, Ivanov?" Weasley snared. They were in Defense Against the Dark Arts and they had begun learning simple spells and had paired up to practice on each other. The class had moved to the Great Hall to practice, leaving enough room between each pair. Thankfully, Diana was paired with Draco and not Weasley or else she really would have gone nuts. For the tenth time, the redhead's spell had gone rogue and ended up bouncing off the walls and almost hitting students, much to Professor Quirrell's dismay, before cracking against the wall and disappearing.
Diana's eyes narrowed slightly as the other students continue to practice the spell. "Oh, nothing. Just imagining how stupid you must be in order to not even aim correctly but also not even performing the spell correctly." She said coldly. Weasley's face turned red as he took a step towards her, making a failed attempt to look menacing as Draco moved to stand next to her, ready to step in front of her if need be. "Shut your trap, Ivanov. No one asked for your opinion." He hissed, gripping his wand tightly in his hand.
"So defensive, Weasley." She said mockingly, tutting as she turned around to go somewhere else, motioning for Draco to follow her. Weasley snarled and lifted his wand in an attacking motion, clearly wanting to shoot a spell at Diana when Draco quickly turned around and shouted "Wingardium Leviosa!", suddenly causing Weasley's leg to shoot up towards the sky, the redhead dangling upside down like there was an invisible string attached to his leg. "Tsk tsk, Weasley. Have your parents ever teach you to never attack a lady?" Draco sneered, glaring up at the dangling redhead while Diana stood a little bit off to the side, satisfied with the view.
"M-Mr. Malfoy, c-could you please let Mr. Weas-sley down?" Professor Quirrell stammered once he stepped through the students that had gathered around to see the up-side-down Weasley. The blonde gave the professor a side look before doing as he was told, letting him down to his feet, dropping him haphazardly at the last minute. "Weasley was going to attack Diana, sir. I was only doing what is best to protect her." Draco stated simply, ignoring the blazing glares from Weasley when he struggled to get back on his feet. Weasley's face turned into a delighted smirk when Professor Quirrell nodded, seemingly agreeing. But with who?
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for attacking another student." Professor Quirrell said sternly, much to Weasley's dismay. "I'll be sending your mother a letter later about this incident and I'll be telling your head of house." He said, all traces of stuttering completely gone only for a moment before it came back like he had built up the courage to say just that.
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"Nicholas Flamel..." Diana mumbled to herself for seemed like the hundredth time as she wandered the corridors. Where have I heard that name before? She thought, her hand running through her long dark hair. She was in the midst of getting info about the elusive alchemist in the library when she remembered that she had read about him somewhere a couple of years ago and only now did she realize this. She was getting frustrated that nothing important has come up so far. She rounded the corner when she noticed a 5th year Ravenclaw walking with her dog strolling next to her.
Diana kept her face neutral as they walked past each other, neither paying much attention to each other. The dog suddenly stopped, it's nose to the floor and started walking around in a circle, loudly sniffing. "What the...Candy, come on girl. we need to head back to the dorm." The fifth-year Ravenclaw said. When the dog didn't move, the fifth year marched over, grabbing the dog's collar and gently pulls on it to coax it to move. But whatever caught the dog senses, it wouldn't move from the spot. "Candy!" The fifth-year eventually yelled, wanting to go back to the comfort of her dorm room already.
The dog eventually moved away from the spot but ended up whimpering as he was being led away, it's tail between its legs. Interesting... Diana thought as she looked over at the spot the dog was reluctant to leave. Animals were always sensitive to magic or any magical objects. Muggles would think that the animals had smelled something and was looking at something interesting...Could it be? She stared at the spot as the gears in her head started moving. Diana ran back the way she came towards the Slytherin common room. "Draco don't send your letter yet!" Diana said quickly once she walked through the portrait portal.
The blond raised an eyebrow at this when he stopped just minutes from tying the parchment to the bird's leg. "What is it?" Diana didn't respond to the question right away as she quickly wrote on a piece of parchment paper. It was only a few sentences, but that was enough for the destination the letter was going to go. She sealed the letter shut and gave the letter to Draco for him to tie with his. "I have a theory but I need Prometheus to test it out." Draco raised a pale eyebrow at this but knew not to question just yet.
Saturday
"Are you sure about this?" Severus asked, his eyebrows knitted together as he looked across his desk to Diana. "It's just a theory. I'll know more when Prometheus arrives." She simply stated. Severus was not liking this at all. "You do realize that if Dumbledore hears that a student has brought a snake to school, he'll be suspicious," Diana smirked. "Then I'll just have to lie to him. He wouldn't know that I'm a Parseltongue." Severus sighed. She did have a point. But this plan was still risky. "Valentina and Stepan are in Russia on business, so you'll have to wait for Prometheus to arrive," Severus said smoothly.
Thursday
"Draco, I'll be fine. Just keep watch!" Diana whispered loudly, rolling her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time. Said blonde just rolled his eyes and turned to face down the corridor. "Yeah yeah. Just hurry up before crazy Filch comes here." He said with the same loud whisper. Diana stuck her hand in her robe pocket to pull out Prometheus. "Where are we, Mistress?" The snake hissed out, it's pink forked tongue stuck out briefly. "We're in a corridor." She said as she placed the snake down on the carpeted floor. "I want you to smell for a magical artifact that's in this school." She tells Prometheus. The small snake bobbed its head before slithering across the floor.
Diana stood off to the side to give the small snake some space. It took a few minutes before Prometheus stopped moving and hissed towards her. "It's here," Prometheus said. "It's in a hidden room underneath the school. Mistress will have to do a lot of tasks." He said. Diana thanked him and stowed him back in her robe pocket. "What did he say?" Draco asked, still keeping an eye out for Filch or Mrs. Norris. Diana repeated what Prometheus told her to the blonde. "Good. We just need to figure out how to gain access to the hidden room."
Halloween
Diana was surprisingly feeling fine, despite knowing what the day was beside the fact it was Halloween. The others were keeping an eye on her for any changes in her mood throughout the day, much to her annoyance. The only thing the gang knew was that Diana's mother died on Halloween night but didn't know what her name was, just like the other Death Eaters. One day, the kids would know. The Great Hall was extravagantly decorated with the holiday spirit; black bats fluttering overhead, smoke rolling across the floor, Jack-o-lanterns at the ends of each table, large bowls filled with assortments of candies. Students were buzzing with excitement as they gawked at the display of sweets, their mouth practically watered. Outside, the sky was clear but the sound of the thunder and lightning didn't lessen the festive mood.
Dumbledore did his speech, making Diana and the gang cringe at how sparkling his blue eyes were behind his half-rimmed spectacles. "I hope you choke on a piece of candy, old man," Diana muttered under her breath as the Great Hall began eating the feast cooked by the house elves. The gang snorted slightly mid-bite, nearly choking on their food.
Halfway through the feast, the double doors to the Great Hall, slammed open violently as Filch, the Hogwarts caretaker, came running into the now room in a ridiculous fashion, like something was at his tail. "Troll! Troll in the dungeon!" The man yelled before fainting on the spot, his body crumpled on the floor. The hall was silent as a doornail before all hell broke loose. Students screamed with terror, getting ready to bolt it out of there. "A troll?" Hermione managed to say over the screams. "Do you think you father sent that as a form of distraction?" Diana shook her head as the professors tried to calm down the frightened students. "If my father wanted a distraction, he would have done it more discreetly. Besides, he would have sent Death Eaters, not a creature to do his bidding. Trolls are unpredictable and known to go against those they had sided with."
"Silence!" Dumbledore's voice rang out through the Great Hall, causing everyone to do just that. He placed orders for the students to follow their prefects back to the common rooms. Of course, the Slytherins still had to go back down to the dungeons. "Dumbledore is trying to kill us early," Draco said with a crude humor. The house of snakes grumbled as they were being led down to their deaths until they reached the painting of Salazar Slytherin, the Slytherin portrait portal with Severus waiting for them outside. As the students stepped into the common one by one with Severus mentally went through a roster of his students, Hermione went up to the man to get permission to go to the bathroom.
"Be careful," Diana said as the brunette walked down the dark corridor towards the bathroom on the upper level. "Don't worry." She said over her shoulder. Diana and the rest of the gang finally stepped into the common room. "You lot best start on your homework. I don't want any of you fooling around here while I'm gone." Without another glance, the potions master left the common room once again, leaving the students to their own. "Let's wait for Hermione over here," Diana said as she motioned towards the cluster of couches. The gang sat there and started on their homework.
For the next ten minutes, they worked on their homework as the others did other things. Diana took a break from her Charms essay to look down at her wristwatch. She frowned at the time. Hermione still hadn't come back from the bathroom yet. "Guys," She said, voicing her concern. "I think something happened to Hermione." The others froze on the spot, their homework completely forgotten. "Could it be the troll?" Daphne asked, concerned for the brunette written all over her face.
"Draco and I will go. The rest of you stay here." Diana commanded as she and Draco stood up from the couch. The gang nodded and they left the common room together without telling the prefects. "Do you which bathroom, Hermione went to, Draco?" Diana asked, their footsteps echoed in the corridor as they ran. "I don't know..." He said as they ran up the stair, the thought of the professors hearing them didn't cross their mind. They were about to run around a corner when they heard a scream echo down the corridor.
"Hermione," Diana said mid-breath and they both bolted towards the direction of the noise. They sat entrance to the bathroom and ran in. "Hermione!" They yelled as they rounded the corner to suddenly stop in their tracks. There was Hermione being squeezed of her life in the hands of a twelve-foot troll. The brunette was unconscious from being squeezed so hard, much to the trolls unhappiness. Without much thinking, the two jumped into action. "Hey!" Diana said as she pulled out her wand from her robe pocket while running towards the troll. The hulking creature was distracted from Hermione and growled lowly once it's beady eyes caught sight of Diana.
The troll roared, raising his unoccupied hand and slammed it down onto the floor, making the ground shake as Diana dodged the giant hand. "Expulso!" She shouted, the spell shooting to the ceiling, causing the tiles to explode and rain chunks which only caused the troll to get angrier. "Now Draco!" Diana yelled as the troll let Hermione go to try to get the dark-haired girl with both hands. Draco got into action, wiping out his wand and shot a cutting hex towards the creature but the hex didn't do much on its natural hard skin.
Diana cursed softly at this as the troll let out a low roar, nearly bringing down the ceiling on them. "Take Hermione!" She shouted, quickly leaving Hermione with him before running towards the creature again. "Sectumsempra!" She shouted loudly, a white spell hit the troll in the chest just as they heard loud footsteps running towards the bathroom. The beast roared in pain as a large deep cut from shoulder to mid abdomen appeared on its grey skin. Green blood oozed from the wound as the troll's eyes rolled to the back of its head, its large body collapsing to the floor face first just as the professors came running in.
"What is going on here?" Dumbledore asked, his blue eye immediately landing on Diana as Severus gave her a hard side look. Severus was angry for not being told. The bathroom was a complete mess. All of the sinks were broken, water sprouting out from the broken pipes to fill the tiled floor. Diana, Draco, and Hermione were soaked to the bone. "This troll was hurting our friend sir. We had to do something." Diana said tersely as Madame Pomfrey went to see if Hermione was alright.
"Yes that very well be the case, but what I would like to know is why a first year is performing such advanced magic?" The old man asked, his eyes turning to look at the troll's dead body. Professor McGonagall tutted as she gave the old man an side look. "Albus now is not the time to be asking that question. We have a more pressing matter to discuss. While I applaud their efforts, they did a reckless move." The stern looking woman said sternly. Severus choose to pop in. "I agree, Minerva. I shall talk to them separately and assign detentions." He said, gave them both a hard look but those two knew that it was fake.
Dumbledore sighed, going back to his grandfatherly appearance. "Very well, Severus. I'll let you do their detention accordingly. Once you're done, I'll like to speak to you in my office." The old man said and walked away, the rest of the staff following close behind him, leaving Severus with the two soaking wet kids as Hermione was whisked away to the Infirmary. "You two should count yourself lucky the troll didn't do anything," Severus said after letting out a heavy sigh, looking like he aged a little bit. Diana and Draco had matching grins, Severus could practically hear the evil cackling. "It's not fun, you two. Draco, your mother would have my head if she found out." Severus snapped, only making the kids snicker at his frazzled look.
The potion master sighed once again, pinching the bridge of his nose for a bit. "Alright, you two better get back to the common room. I don't want either of you to leave for the rest of the night." Draco and Diana wanted to protest that they didn't want to go back just yet but figured that by the older male's face, they had done enough for one night. "Yes, Severus." They said in unison and walked back to the common room with Severus walking close behind them.
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"Enter," Dumbledore said when he heard the knock on his door. The door opened and Severus stepped into the headmaster's office. "Ah, Severus. Come sit down." The old man said with a smile, motioning towards the empty seat next to Minvera. Severus obliged and sat in the offered chair. "What did you want to speak to me about, Albus?" Severus asked silkily. Dumbledore leaned back in his chair, his elbows resting on the armrest and his fingertips pressed together. "Tell me about Natalya Ivanov." He asked.
Severus raised his eyebrow, immediately getting into his role. "Miss. Ivanov? Her parents are Valentina and Stepan. Ivanovs is one of the oldest pureblood families next to the Malfoys. They have a son attending Koldovstoretz. Natalya is a bright student and is doing well in her classes so far." He stated. "It's true, Albus. Miss Ivanov is a clever student, especially in my class. Why are you asking about her?" Minerva implored, her face frowning a little. Albus frowned with concern but Severus could tell it wasn't genuine. The old man was plotting something. "I'm going send the Ivanovs a letter. I think a meeting is in order. I need to step in on Natalya's behalf."
Severus had to hold back a growl from coming from his lips, his face not breaking from their original position. "Very well, Albus. Will that be all?" The old man nodded. "Yes, that will be all Severus. Good night, my boy." The potions master gave a curt nod before leaving the headmaster's office. He had one more thing to do before he could turn in for the night. He walked into his living quarters and sat down at his desk. He dipped his quill in the ink jar and scribbled a quick note on a piece of parchment paper. Once he was done, he walked over to his owl, Cyprus and attached the note to its leg. "Send this to Stepan." The owl hooted and gave his forefinger an affectionate nip before flying off. "