Ms Williams in Hogwarts

Walking out of her school she feels like someone is following her, watching her. Knowing her magic will protect her, she walks faster to get home, nobody should see her powers. The feeling creeps up her spine, her legs trembling but still holding herself to get home as soon as possible. Little raindrops are falling from the sky, she feels her hair getting a little curly, she reaches in her pocket to get her keys. While opening the door as fast as she can, she notices a lean man watching her. He is dressed in all black, short hair, smug face, long legs. As he walks up to her she rushes in and locks the door behind her. She is home alone, her parents still at work. She reaches for the letters, two for her dad, a prospect for her mum and another letter for herself, sealed with wax. She opens it as she sat down in the kitchen and reads it.

Dear Miss Williams,

as you just turned 17, we proceed to write you personally.
Knowing of your magic abilities, we would like you to join our school to give you the education you need.
Your parents turned down letting you go to school as you turned 11, but as a 17-year-old you can now decide by yourself. We want to give you the opportunity you deserve.
One of our Professors will talk to you personally in 2 weeks.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress

'Magic abilities... others have those too?' She thought after reading. 'And there is a whole school with people like me?' A knock on the door rips her from her thoughts, as she opened, there was this tall man again, who she saw as she walked in. In fear she wanted to close the door, but he already had his foot inside. Looking up at him dark eyes stared in hers. "Ms. Williams, right?" She could just nod in fear, thinking of where he knows her name from. "Wh- What do you want?" He just looks down at her and the letter in her hand, well knowing the wax stamp was the one from Hogwarts. "Didn't Minerva tell you?" He rolls his eyes and snatches the paper from her hand. "Damn owls..." he growled and gave her the letter back. "I am the professor Minerva wrote... two weeks ago thats why I am here now. So you want to talk or keep pushing the door?" She didn't realise she was still pushing the door the whole time, but now that he says it, she looses her grip and opens the door a bit wider. "Please come in Professor, I'm sorry, but I didn't realise you were the one from the letter." He just walks in and looks around, a disapproving look on his face, a scar now visible on his throat. As she wants to close the door he swipes his fingers and the door closes, without her moving a muscle. The look on her face must have been funny, because his lips twitched a little. "So... there are more people with... these abilities?" "Mhm so you really don't know anything. There is a whole world of people like you, a few schools and one of them is Hogwarts. Your parents didn't want you to go there as you turned 11, but with your birthday you are now an adult and can decide by yourself. If you want to go, Minerva told me to bring you to her, she wants to buy all the things you need with you." "And... and what about my life here? My parents? I cant just leave without telling them!" He looks around at some of the pictures and back to me. "You want to come? If you say yes you cant turn back." I think for a second and then I nod towards him. "I think so..." "Alright get your things." He stays downstairs as I get all my clothes and everything thats important to me, not knowing that he is erasing me out of all memories from my loved ones. He shrinks all my belongings, so I only have a little bag to carry, and he grabs me by my upper arm. Faster than I could look we appeared in a big corridor, an golden eagle right before us. He whispers something I cant understand, the eagle turns and I see a staircase behind it. He gestures to walk in front of him and as I walk up the stairs, the Professor right behind me, the eagle closes again. From the end of the staircase I see a light shining though big windows and the floor changes from stone too dark wood. With every step there is more to see of the room we are walking towards, a big bookshelf, a table with a big chair behind it, a little sitting area with a dark green couch and matching armchairs, all standing in front of a fireplace, unlit. From behind a elderly woman appears, wearing glasses, grey hair, her coat matches the color of the sitting area and on top of her head is a witch hat, this woman looks just like I imagined what a witch would look like. "Ms. Williams! I am glad to see you, so you decided to join our school?" The womans eyes are trustworthy and heartwarming as they roamed over me, a little longer than normal, but not disrespectful. Shortly her view roams over the professor that brought me here, her lips twitching and one eyebrow rising a little. He ignores her staring and looks to me, as if waiting for an answer. "Uhm yeah I think so... You are Professor McGonagall I suppose?" I look over to her, obviously a little shy and overwhelmed with the whole situation. "Yes, exactly. Would you like a cup of tea, darling? Or you Severus?" "No, thank you, I'm fine." I smile a little and the professor, Severus as I just learned, says the same. McGonagall sits down with me, Severus keeps on standing. "You will not be attending a specific year, we thought we look together in which classes you need what year, so you can get your degree in a few years. If you like I show you where to get the supplies you need, does that sound okay to you?" The headmistress is such a sweet and loving woman, none of my teachers behaved like that before. "Yes, that would be really nice from you, thank you." "Of course my dear. Would you like to go now? We'll be back for dinner, you must be hungry. Severus could you help with the arriving students? Hagrid is already at the station but the luggage isn't sorted yet, also you need to welcome the first years later on, keep that in mind." She speaks soft but with demand, Severus nodded in agreement, not one movement in his face visible. "Of course, don't come back too late, otherwise the sorting hat will be offended." One of his eyebrows rises a little as he talks and he walks out of the room.

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Shopping with Professor McGonagall was amazing, all the magic around me and all those books... In a long time I really feel like I'm in the right place now.
McGonagall brings me towards the first years, all standing on the stairs, in front of them a Professor I suppose, he is dressed in all black, just like the Severus was, but with the long black hair and that heavy cloak they only can be siblings but not the same person, impossible.
The Professor and the Headmistress talk for a little while, his dark eyes roaming towards all the first years whispering and obviously being just as exited as I am. "You will be sorted into your houses by the sorting hat, go to your table and our Headmistress will hold a speech, no chatter, no fooling around, just following the instructions. The houses are Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Slytherin, questions?" He looks around, ignoring the only hand that got lifted up slowly. He turns around and walks into this amazing hall, four long tables and one on the back. His cloak is waving with his steady steps and all the students turn around towards the door. Slowly the first years follow, the Professor waiting impatiently in the front, where a hat with a face is placed on top of a stool. He rolls out a parchment and starts reading names, the hat shouts the name of the houses, and in the end I am the only one left standing in the front. His face smoothes a little bit as he looks up to me, kind of as if he is happy to have the whole procedure done in a little. "Ms. Juliet Williams"
I walk up to the stool and he puts the hat on top of my slightly waved light brown hair. "Older than the others... inexperienced... but brave... hard working... hm..." The sorting hat stays silent for a second and my cheeks have to be flaming red, everyone is looking at me. "No preference... but a temper one..." One of the kids in the back, the table on the far right, is whispering with his friends about me, always looking up to me, grinning... "Slytherin!" Thats the next thing I hear from above me, the Professor taking the hat off me and little curl of his lips is visible. I go to the table covered in green and sit down as a few guys make me space. I sit and listen to McGonagalls speech, afterwards food magically appears and we start to eat. The people around me are starting to ask questions about where I'm from and we chat until the first kids go to their common rooms. A blonde guy sits down next to me. "Hi, Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you." "Juliet Williams, very pleased." I smile and I am happy that I get along with so many people. "So you're new here... maybe we should start by the teachers. On the far right is Madame Pomfrey, she is the mediwitch and helps if you got any injury. Followed by her is Professor Flitwick, he is head of Ravenclaw and teaches charms. To his side is Professor Sprout, she is head of Hufflepuff and tries to teach us a bit about herbology. In the middle is Headmistress McGonagall, she is also head of Gryffindor and is partly teaching transfiguration. The big guy over there is Hagrid, he shows us how to care for magical creatures. And most importantly, head of Slytherin and potions master Professor Snape, he seems to like you." "Really? You think so? Hm... there was another Professor, he picked me up... Professor McGonagall called him Severus, is he here too?" His lips formed to a grin and he laughed a little. "Yeah thats Professor Snape, his first name is Severus." "No way! Thats not the same person, he had short black hair, black clothes and a scar on his throat..." "Yep thats Snape, he transfigured himself I suppose." I just looked at Snape for a while and quickly looked away as his gaze fell on me. "Uhm... could you show me where I sleep? McGonagall told me my belongings would be in... the common room... already." "Yeah of course, just follow me." I walked behind him, trying to memorise the way. These big paintings on the walls and the statues are breathtaking... I let out a small scream as a ghost appears and his head almost falls of as he grins at Draco and me. "Sir Nicholas my dear." I just nod and calm down a little, all these new things are very exiting but also exhausting, so Draco brings me down to the dungeons. I fall asleep immediately as I lay down and never have I ever slept that well.

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The next morning I get up as everyone else around me is already getting ready for the day. I also put on my robes and with the sunlight I can see that we're underwater, light green shimmers trough the big windows between each bed and the dark green furniture and bed sheets are fitting very well into the picture. "Hey, I'm Pansy, a friend of Draco, would you like to eat breakfast with us?" Surprised by the invitation I nod immediately. "I'm Juliet, I would love to eat with you and Draco." I smile at her. "Just give me a second to brush my hair." "Why don't you just..." she moves her wand and my hair is as perfect as it could be. "How did you...?" "Come one, you'll see." She smiled and I walked to the great hall with her, now I see the magic everywhere. Moving pictures and paintings, magically revealing and opening doors, students making fun of each other by making them a nose like a pig or big ears. The smile on my face was never bigger, finally other people that have the same abilities that I have, I need to write mum and dad about this. Mum and dad... do they know what happened? I... I didn't even say them goodbye... I need to talk to professor Snape so he brings me back, just for short.
I enjoy the breakfast with Draco and Pansy, at the end I excuse myself to talk to professor Snape. He seems a little annoyed but Draco says he always looks like that. Pansy told me to wait until we have him in class, but I need the answer now, so I walk up to him. "Professor Snape? Sorry for interrupting, but I need to ask you something." He keeps on reading his paper doesn't even bother to look up to me. "Proceed." "I... I wanted to ask you if you could take me home for shortly, so I can say my parents goodbye... is that possible?" "That won't be necessary." He looks up shortly and grabs his mug of coffee while drawing his attention back to his paper. "Wh... what do you mean that won't be necessary? Of course it's necessary, how else would they know where I am?" "They don't. And they won't. You told me you want to stay, so the risk of them telling somebody about your magic had to be minimised." "Minimised...?!" "Minimised. Reduced to a minimum." He shortly looks up to me with a disapproving look. "I know what minimised means! Have you killed them?!" He gives me a stern look because other students are looking at us, as well as some of the teachers. "Have you killed them?!" I ask again a little more quiet but as stern as his look is. "I obliviated them, it's for our all good." "What the heck is obliviated?" I look at him angry and try to keep my voice down. "Language Ms. Williams. It means that I erased you from your parents memories." My mouth falling open and staring at him I get furious. "You did what?!!" "Ms. Williams keep your voice down or otherwise I will already take points from Sly-" I don't really know what I did, but the next thing I see is Professor Snape thrown into the wall behind him and getting kind of choked by an invisible hand. As I realise what is happening it is already over, now his gaze furious. "50 points from Slytherin and a month detention!" He stares at me once again and storms out with his cape waving behind is steady steps. I flinch as the door slams shut and only then I realise all the eyes on me. I slowly turn around, searching for Draco or Pansy, but as some of the Gryffindor table start whispering to each other and laughing, I feel shame and redness creeping up my cheeks. The sudden urge to cry comes up and Professor McGonagall comes towards me. "Ms. Williams, please come along, a word." I just follow her through the door Professor Snape left and she turns around to me as we are alone. "What happened there?" She asks in a calm voice while looking above her glasses into my red face. "I... I am so sorry... I didn't know... I don't know how that happened... I... he... he erased me out of my parents memories and I couldn't even say... I didn't say them goodbye..." I look down to my feet, trying not to cry and to avoid her eyes. "Oh he didn't tell you..." she thinks for a moment. "And you don't know how you did this, right?" "No... I was just angry..." "I'll talk to Severus and see what I can do... I understand that you are upset and that you can't control your powers yet isn't your fault. The first lesson starts in a minute, you should go with Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Pakinson." "I will... thank you headmistress." I look up to her once more with a little smile and follow Draco and Pansy to the first lesson. "Looked like a good headstart for you..." Pansy says on the way and gives me a smile. "Yeah... I really didn't mean to..." "I know, but the Gryffindors love you already." "Oh yes, thats a fact!" Draco laughs and we have the first lesson together. I don't get really much, but Professor McGonagall told me that I should make some friends and just try to understand a little, everything thats missing and that I still need to learn will be proved in a test in three days, then my personal lessons will start.

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"Ms. Williams, a word." I turn around to see Professor Snape directly in front of me. "Uhm... of course..." I try to keep up with his fast and big steps and almost bump into him as he abrubtly stops, but about two inches before his row of buttons my nose comes to an halt.
"Professor... I want to apologize... I didn't want to do that to you... I'm sorry." I look up at him and step back a little, then I keep my head down because his stare is too intense. "If that happens one more time I guarantee you that you'll get detention until I retire, is that understood?!" "Yes Professor, I promise it won't happen again." "Thats what I hope for you. Detention today at 7, after Dinner. I expect you to be on time at my classroom." "I will, Professor." He nods at me and walks away, looking just as dark and intimidating as the first years whispered about him.
"Psst Williams! Juliet!" Draco whispers towards me, I look up to him with one eyebrow questioning raised. "Tonight we have a little party... Slytherin style, you wanna join?" "I... yes... but I have detention at 7... at Snapes, so I think I can't." "Oh you're the unlucky one to keep him away... just come along when you're finished, alright?" "I definitely will! Thanks for inviting me." He winks at me and I try to keep up in all the other classes, which happens to be impossible without the knowledge from the other years.

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I use the time in the afternoon to unpack all my stuff and after dinner I use a little map I made me to get down to Snapes classroom. All the other slytherins from year 3 and above are having their party as I nervously knock on Snapes door. "Come in." I hear him say and I walk in, close the door behind me and walk up to the table in the first row. "Do you know any spells?" "Uhm... no... not really, only the ones I hears others use today." He nods and within one blink I have a book, paper and a quill. "Look through the book and write everything important to every spell you find in this book, at 9 you can go." "Okay, thanks." I start writing everything important down and Professor Snape and Headmistress McGonagall are talking in the next room.
At 8:45 I finished the whole book, with the index it was rather easy. "Professor Snape? I... I finished the task." He looks towards me and one of his eyebrows raises. "I will take a look in a second." He finishes his talk with the headmistress and comes over to my table, grabbing my papers and looks through them. "You are dismissed, tomorrow same time." "Alright, thank you. Uhm... to the dorms it was the corridor to the left, stairs down, corridor to the left and then the password?" "Shouldn't that be on your brilliant map?" He mocks a little and turns around towards his desk. "Good night Ms. Williams" he says as if he wants me to leave and I just hope that it was the right way. "Good night Professor, sorry again..." I walk the way I described him and luckily it is the right way. I say the password and walk in as fast as I can because 'Dangerous Woman' by Ariana Grande is blasting through the hole in the wall, but as soon as it's closed nobody can hear a thing from outside. "Hey there" Draco kind of shouts into my ear because the music is so loud. He hands me a green cup with a drink in it, I take a sip and recognise the bourbon immediately. I grin at him and take a big sip, Pansy takes my hand and pulls me to dance to 'Why'd you only call me when you're high' from the arctic monkeys. We mainly scream the lyrics at each other and above Pansys shoulder I only then recognise how well Draco is dressed, black shirt, black jeans, chic shoes and silver rings as well as a silver necklace to be seen between them upper two open buttons. Pansy grabs my chin to make me look at her, just before she smashes her lips into mine. A little surprised at first I start to kiss her back, but as the song stops Draco comes up towards us. "Tztztz..." he grins at Pansy, gives me a new glass of bourbon. "You don't even know whats good yet." He smirks and grabs my hand to pull me a little bit away from the big mass as 'I see Red' by Everybody Loves an Outlaw starts. "And to what do I own that pleasure?" I grin back to him and start dancing with him. He doesn't answer and as the beat drops he smashed me into the wall behind me, one hand on my back, one left to my head and he pins me down with his body as he kisses me roughly. I pull him closer by his shirt and kiss him again, his lips wandering towards my neck and now my ear. "Now you also know what it's like to be smashed into a wall." He grins at me and just as he kisses me again the music stops abruptly and the dark green light switches to blending white. "Have you all lost your mind?!" I look up to see Professor Snape standing in the opening, his gaze wandering around in the room. "Draco get off of her! Everyone out of the dormitories, now!" Draco backs up smiling a little and Pansy sips the rest of her glass before vanishing it. "Ms. Williams your cup." He holds open his hand and I give him the bourbon. He recognises the smell immediately. "Everyone in a line, with their cup, with their wand, now." Everyone walks up to him, he collects every wand and smells the cups, as well as the breath of some people. "If one of you hasn't given me his wand by now you have 5 seconds. Now yall clean up here, the next three weeks you will have to live without your wands and help in the kitchen. No points until february and I will personally talk to your parents. Now get moving so the headmistress won't get a heart attac. You really thought a year 7 spell would save you... idiots..." The last thing he whispers to himself and he walks to get Minerva. Everyone starts cleaning up and within 5 minutes it looks like nothing happened. "You got something on your neck... I like it." Draco smirks and looks at the hickey he gave me. "Thanks, I don't." I laugh a little and everyone enjoyed the party so much that the punishment is acceptable.
Snape and McGonagall come just as we finish and she looks us up and down disapprovingly. "At least it's clean now... Professor Snape and I will talk about further punishments, for now you should think about your behaviour and go to bed, it's past curfew." Snape nods a little and has about 50 wands in his hand. We all nod in agreement and start going upstairs. "Draco Lucius Malfoy if you don't bring your head into your dorm right now I will bring you personally. Move, the right way, now." Snape speaks stern as Draco walks towards the girls dormitories. Draco nods. "Of course Professor Snape, bu-" Blaise grabs his arm and brings him into his dorm before he says something stupid. "Night Professors." Pansy smiles at them and I do too before we leave and laugh a while together before we fall deeply asleep.

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The next morning in the great hall everyone talks about the party from the night before as we eat breakfast. It's kind of amusing and the smaller gryffindors keep asking me how I did the thing with Professor Snape. He has his buttons even more closed and only if you look closely you can see a bruise on his neck. He doesn't show how much his back hurts and that he is out of potions doesn't help either. My hickey turned into dark purple overnight and I couldn't really cover it with Make Up. Since we have no lesson in the first hour we stay in the great hall as two people walk in. I have never seen them before here, they seem to be married. The man has short blonde hair, it looks a little wet, but in a good way. He is dressed in expensive looking clothes, wearing silver rings, just like Draco, and has a cane to walk in his hand. It's black with a silver head, I cant see what exactly it is. His wife, I suppose, has beautiful dark brown hair with some blonde touches, she wears a black dress with a few green elements and also a silver necklace as well as two silver rings. They walk up towards us and the woman smiles, but suppresses it immediately. "Young man what have we told you about listening to your teacher and godfather?!" He puts the head of his cane on top of Dracos shoulder and pulls him around, now I see that it's a snakes head with green eyes and lots of details. "I'm sorry father. Snape is at the table, he wants to talk to you." The man, Dracos father, just nods and walks up to Snape, they both shortly chatting and leaving for the dungeons. The woman, I think it's his mother, just puts her hands on Dracos shoulders. "They're both not in a very good mood my friend." She says while looking down at him, trying to keep a little of the strength from his dad in her face, but a loving smile coming through. "Was it at least worth it?" She looks towards Pansy and me. "Absolutely Mrs. Malfoy, it was an amazing evening, but please don't tell Professor Snape." Pansy smiles a little too. "Promised, everyone deserves some fun. I told you to call me Narcissa." She smiles again at Pansy and her gaze swifts towards me. "I think we haven't met, Narcissa, Dracos Mum." "Nice to meet you, Juliet Williams." I smile towards her and Dracos eyes are pleading for his mum to don't emberass him. "Draco never told me something of you... why not my dear? She seems like a really nice girl." Narcissa looks down at her son and he now looks up to her. "I know her for exactly 2,5 days, I didn't even have the chance to tell you, also... nevermind." Narcissa nods and nods again as she thinks to know what he means. "Juliet are your parents also wizards?" "Uhm no... they're both normal people." Narcissa nods again with a warm smile and taps her sons pocket two times, then she whispers something in his ear. "I'll see what I can do for you party lovers, see you later on." She gives Draco a peck on the cheek and follows her husband and professor Snape into the dungeons.
"I like your mum." I smile towards Draco. "And I love your mum." Pansy says grinning and keeps on eating. "I know I know." He rolls his eyes and looks after his mother.
We go to our first class for today and every teacher tells us how they can't believe that we had a party last night. For the last lesson Professor Snape comes and brings me to his office so I can take my test. It's rather dark but stylish in here, dark wood, green and black are the main colors and many candles are lit up, but not the fire pit. Surprisingly I hear him and the Malfoys talk and even laugh together. I can't answer one question in the whole test completely, it's all stuff I haven't heard about in my whole life. Some spells I can write down, but only because I remember them from detention last night. I walk up to the door where the chatter comes from and knock. I hear his steps coming towards the door and he opens, but I can't look inside of the room. "Yes Ms. Williams? You still have plenty of time." "I know... but I don't know any of the answers... only some of the spells I read about in detention last night." He just nods and takes the paper from my hand, looks disapprovingly over my answers, while a slight chuckle is to be heard from the room behind him, and with an raised eyebrow back to me. "That ain't much... I'll talk to the headmistress, you're dismissed." "Alright, thank you." I walk out and back to the great hall where Draco told me to meet him. "Hey, your parents are still with Snape, do they know him? They kind of laughed I think...? I can't imagine Snape laughing but it sounded like it." "Heyy, first of all, how was your test? And yeah they know each other, but he laughs only without students or colleagues knowing." "Ah okay. Yeah the test was... lets say I knew where to put my name." "Oh that bad? Maybe Pansy will help you studying, she aces every exam." "That sounds good, McGonagall wants to give me extra lessons in every subject... lets see how this works." We both eat a little bit and his mother comes along again. "Hello you two, your father and Snape are still talking, I thought you might want to go for a walk with me? I haven't seen you all summer!" The connection between them two is a typical mother-son bond, but she seems more caring, not clingy, but extraordinary interested in his life. "Yeah, that sounds good, Pansy should be here in a minute so Juliet isn't so lost in the big big castle." He smirks towards me. "Hey, it's really hard to remember all those ways and the changing stairs... I think I'm doing kind of well so far." "You definitely are, especially with your map." Pansy grins as she sits down. "Hi there" she smiles to Narcissa and Draco. "Alright mum, lets go. I whish you good luck with the studying and not getting lost." He walks out with his mum and from the back he has many features like his dad.
"So how was your test? And how was Snape?" She puts her head on her hands and looks at me. "The test was miserable... and what do you mean with Snape? He was... Snape." "Mhm..." she nods. "You look at him... like you always think of something when you see him." "I think of my parents... thats all." "I understand that... I miss my parents too, but with every day that you're here it will get better, I promise. Normally the parents don't come here, just when somebody is in trouble or, like Dracos Dad, if they're investors. He doesn't like me because I'm a halfblood... he believes in blood supremacy, not that much like before the war, but he still has it in his brain." I nod and look up as she says war. "A war? Like a wizarding war?" "Oh you really don't know anything... have you heard of Harry Potter?" I just shake my head and she sits down beside me now. "So a few decades ago Voldemort, also known as 'The dark lord' at that time, wanted to kill everyone who wasn't pure and with the death eaters he killed many people. Dumbledore, the former headmaster, had an alliance to fight against him and the parents of Harry were part of that alliance. One night Voldemort came to kill them, also little Harry, one at the time, and his mother threw herself between the curse and her son. With her unconditional love she managed to let Harry survive and he was known as 'the boy who survived'. Everytime Voldemort killed somebody, his soul parted and sticked to a thing or being near him. With killing his mother, one part of Voldemorts soul sticked to Harry. Fast forward a few years, Harry is now 17 and Voldemort comes back. To kill him, all parts of his soul have to be killed, so they killed every other Horcrux of him, until only Harry was left. He died and came back to life, here was a big battle and Harry killed Voldemort. Every death eater got sent to Askaban, the most secured prison in the wizarding world, and now there is peace." "Wow that sounds like a heavy backstory... and how old is he now?" "He is 20 now." "What?! So the war was only 2 years ago?" She nods with a little smile. "Happily it's over now... we all fought in the war, Dracos dad was a death eater... thats why he believes in blood supremacy." "And now?" "He was in Askaban and now it's definitely better." "That sounds good... could you help me with some basics for school? I really need to learn a little bit." "Of course, lets go into the library." So I walk with her to the library, through the windows I can see the beautiful landscape around the castle. I can even see Draco and Narcissa sitting by the lake and talking.

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"Severus was furious... and he told us about Juliet... are you two a couple? You can tell me dear, I won't tell your father." "No we're not... why did he tell you this?" Draco growls a little and is obviously not happy that his parents know. "It's alright, I won't be talking about it again. You can keep your mouth shut, right?" He nods at his mother as they both sit on a little bench next to the great lake. "Severus told us that Minerva fears that other houses will follow the Slytherin lead and if she approves there will be a ball, to keep you party people from drinking without your teachers watching. You father had the idea of a masked ball, or a transformed ball, I thought you might like the idea too?" He nods again. "That sounds quite good... but it could seem like a reward for our party... do you really think Minerva would approve it?" "Thats what Severus thought too, thats why it would be the task of everyone who was at that party to organise the ball, thats what you loved when you were a kid..." she smiles while driven by her thoughts, little Draco helping her pick out a dress, of course matching to the flowers and colors of the decorations in the Manor. He loved to greet everyone, in his little suit and at around 11pm he fell asleep in his little corner where he got some of his stuffies and Severus always looked after him so her and Lucius could enjoy the evening fully. They both loved each other, Draco would always show Severus his little snake stuffie and tell him everything exiting that happened that evening. When everyone was outside to watch the firework he would even dance a little with Draco... they're more distant now... she hopes they would get together again one day, that close again, but since the war and the whole death eater thing... maybe they would talk with each other once Draco is out of school... "Yes... it was always fun... I remember the fireworks... and you dancing with father." He smiles just as she and they both look onto the mirror-like surface of the great lake.

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A few days pass by and the Slytherins got the task to organise the ball. I love organising things just like Draco, so we take the lead. Every task has 2-6 people who manage everything and we have a look that everthings working well. Sometimes all that stresses me out a little, normal school, lessons with McGonagall or Snape, the detentions and the planning, but I'll make it work. I found out that I have quite a talent in legilimens, but only with my wand. For the lessons I get mine back, because without it I couldn't even learn the basics and Snape gives me some legilimens lessons. The last few days before the ball Draco takes most of the planning in his hands, but he does it so amazing, that I let him do whatever he wants. As I walk to my legilimens lesson with Snape, I already start to revise the things from the last lesson. I knock on the door and he calls me in as usual. He seems a little distressed, not as harsh as usual, just as if he wouldn't have a clear mind or if he doesn't feel good. "Are you okay professor? I mean we could do it another time..." "I'm fine, try again. Think of breaking through the barriers I put up." I nod and take a breath to gather my thoughts. "Legilimens!" I say as I point my wand at him, my eyes on his, and I visualise to break through his wall. And it works. I can see his memories, but not any memories... through his eyes I can see Narcissa... younger, still completely black hair, her face in a pale porcelain but looking amazing. The surroundings seem like a room in the dungeons of Hogwarts, she fully dressed in a black suit and heels, Snape fully naked as I can see. His hands are cuffed above his head, but I can't hear what they're talking about. She slowly walks around him, even without hearing her heels on the stone floor, I can imagine how intimidating this has to be. Suddenly he jerks to the front, his hands still cuffed above him. I now feel how he tries to push me out of this memory, but shortly before everything stops I hear him whimper "Please Mistress..." and with that I am back in the classroom with Professor Snape himself, not a schoolboy, fully dressed and now looking at me enraged. "Leave. Now." "I- I am sorry... I didn't mean-" "Leave I said." I stand up and walk down the corridors, well knowing it took him a lot of strength to not crucio me on the spot.
I decide to tell nobody what happened, it would just be disrespectful and not that nice for Draco. I talk with him about what exactly the timetable for the ball would be while we sit in the common room. Some creatures swim along the windows and a few students are reading. "What or who do you want to transform to?" I ask Draco as we finished planning everything. "I though about transforming myself into Snape..." he chuckles and grins at me. "Or I become Grindelwald... do you know him?" "Snape would be funny... I never heard of Grindelwald, who is he?" "Wait I'll show you. Accio!" A book flights into his hand and he skips the pages until a magic photography appears, that guy looks like the typical bad guy but even from that picture you can feel his aura. "Ouu that would be cool! He looks intimidating... but also like a gentleman." "I think so too... and what about you?" "I have no idea... I only know some actresses from the muggle world I'd like to transform into, but I don't really know any witches I'd like to be. I think I will be putting different parts from different people together." "Thats also a cool idea, I like it, if you need help with some of the spells Pansy and I will help you." "Thank you, you both help me so much with all my muggle problems." I smile a little and we both start putting together a good playlist, many songs from the Slytherin party find their way into that playlist too and with a few wand movings everyone has an invitation on their bed, the teachers are also requested to transform themselves.

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On the afternoon before the ball it all starts to come together. We both stand in the front of the great hall and manage every movement, Draco magically, I with my hands and voice. Every Slytherin is helping and after about two hours I am very pleased with the outcome. To keep it a little mysterious we haven't put up much bright light, only some dimmed candles are floating in the air and on the tables there are little chandeliers. The tables have all the colours of the houses and the dance floor is set up with a dark green carpet. "So a music test?" I smirk to Draco because we are alone in the great hall, everyone else is already getting ready. "Of course!" He smirks too and starts the music, the bass from 'Break the Rules' by Charlie XCX making the walls move and our smiles grow into grins. "Thats going to be an amazing party." "Oh hell yes!" He answers and we turn off the music, close the doors so nobody can ruin all our decorations and we make our way to the dungeons. "See you Grindelwald!" I laugh as I close the door to my dorm and all the girls are looking amazing. Pansy already transformed my clothes for me so that I can get ready faster, also I told her what I want to have, so we wouldn't spend that much time on talking how I would like my hair. "Yall look amazing" I grin and Pansy just transforms her hair. "Uiuiui getting hot in here." I laugh to her through the mirror as I put on my clothes and shoes. "I know! So you ready?" "Never been more ready, lets go!" It tickles a little as she transforms me, but as she lets me look into the mirror my jaw drops. "Holy... I look... wow... thank you!" I hug Pansy and turn around in front of the mirror a few times. "I can't wait to see all the reactions..." "You are the hottest witch I've ever seen, no joke." "Yeah says you..." I laugh and walk with her to the common room where Draco and I wanted to meet. Suddenly one of the doors snap open and Snape walks into the common room. "Whose panties are these?!! I want an answer! Now!" "Not mine..." I turn to the other girls that are just as surprised as Pansy and I are. "I will spank each of you until you tell me whose panties these are!" All eyes in the room are now on him and I have never seen so many open mouths at once, but Snape just starts to laugh and with a swoosh of his wand Draco stands before us. "Your faces!" He keeps on laughing and we start to laugh too. "You're an asshole Draco Malfoy!" I laugh as I slap his upper arm. "So not Grindelwald?" "I will switch, and nobody here will tell anyone! This has to be a secret." He turns into Grindelwald, growing about 3cm and pulls me closer by my throat, looking me into my eyes with his two different coloured. "Right young lady?" "You should start acting..." he is really intimidating and his switches are amazing, so within a blink of an eye I have a pair of black eyes in front of me. "Good Ms. Williams. We have a ball to open." He walks out just like Snape normally does and I walk besides him grinning. "You look amazing between." He looks me up and down a second and grins. "Thank you, but if you really wanna be Snape you have to stop smiling or grinning." "Good you say it, thanks" his face becomes just as hard as the real Snapes face. We walk up the stairs together and a few younger students are already waiting. "Hush!" He walks between them and gives them a little stare before walking inside with me, not showing anyone how it looks inside. "Soo we got about 15mins left." I look around and he stares at me. "What? This looks even scarier when you're Snape." "And you... you look like a Black." "A Black? What's that?" "My mother and my aunts are Blacks, the Black family and you look like... like a mashup from all of them." "Oh... I didn't know... I hope it doesn't bothers you?" "Nah, it's fine, at least you don't look that much like my mum." He smiles a little and it looks so wired on Snapes face. From the door behind the teachers table McGonagall walks in. "Ah Severus here you are, you remember to transform yourself, right? We decided that only I keep my appearance for the students safety." I try to hide my smile and he nods. "Of course Minerva, I was just talking with Ms. Williams about her behaviour in the last Legilimens class, but I will be ready." He swings his wand and transforms into Grindelwald, my cheeks are glowing a little pink because he mentioned the legilimens class, even though he doesn't know anything about the incident. "Interesting choice... I will be looking after the students in the front, Ms. Williams have you seen Mr. Malfoy? Didn't he want to help you?" "Ah yes, but you know him, always the last one to come along." She nods smiling. "Alright dear." She walks out and we both start laughing. "Wait until later, I'm going to show you something, alright?" "I think so." I shrug my shoulders and smile, we both walk up to the front and Draco opens the doors with his magic after he transformed back to Snape.
We both watch all the people come inside, some aren't transformed, or students that transformed into other students, some are animals, some are in fact actresses and actors, but no teacher besides McGonagall is to be seen. The only hint given about who is a teacher and who not, is that the teachers normally walk in as the last ones and as fewer and fewer students come in, a few persons come in, exactly as many as teachers are at Hogwarts. They seem to be wizards and witches from ages ago and four of them represent the founders of Hogwarts. I have to look twice as McGonagall walks in with a tall man besides her, short black hair, expensive looking dark and slightly reflecting green suit, a black button up underneath, the top three buttons open, silver rings, as well as a silver necklace. He looks like the man I always dreamed about and he intensively talks with McGonagall.
"Silence!" Draco shouts next to me, his voice being a little deeper than Snapes and a little shiver runs down my spine. I smile at the crowd but with 'Snape' besides me it's quiet in a second. "Welcome to our transforming ball. We hope you enjoy the evening and like our decorations. Before we're going to show you how well this bass works, you can sit down and eat something. Yes there is alcohol, but banned for everyone under 17 and no matter who or what you are now, you will feel what happens if you try it if you're not 17 in your normal state. Headmistress McGonagall and Professor Snape are going to be there if you need a teacher. If you have questions about the ball itself or what we have planned you also can ask me or any older Slytherin, if you can identify them. I wish us all a nice evening, enjoy yourself!" Everyone sits down and it's amusing to watch how mixed all the tables are. The founders are sitting at one table with McGonagall and the amazing looking man, thats also the table where Draco is heading. I look around as McGonagall already calls me to sit down between the man and Draco aka Snape. I nod to her and answer a question from a little dragon before heading towards the table. I feel the man looking me up and down and a cheeky smile finds its way onto my lips before meeting his eyes as I walk around the table to sit next to him. 'Snape' also looks at me, but I know he tries not to because the real Snape wouldn't, but I can't deny that I wanted to get attention, thats why I chose a black suit, black high heels without plateau and with a V front, a heavy lacquer and golden rings. Drawing the looks towards my not exiting neckline, I chose to wear a golden necklace with a snake pendant, which makes it even more obvious that I'm not wearing anything underneath that suit. My hair went from brown to almost black with little curls, not messy but it looks really voluminous. My makeup is decent, but my lips red and a little winged eyeliner make the look seem ready for the red carpet.
My bet would be that Slazar Slytherin is Snape because he keeps quiet and is concentrated on himself, while the mysterious hot man keeps on talking with McGonagall and looks out for everyone to be involved, also his voice has a way lower baritone than his normal voice.
"Severus not playing by the rules I see." Godric Gryffindor says towards Snape. Draco draws a big smile onto Snapes face and the faces show the surprise of such a smile on his face. "I didn't expect it to work for that long without going unnoticed... but who said I really am Snape?" He grins and transforms himself into Grindelwald, leaving the rest of the table speechless, especially Salazar Slytherin and Rowena Ravenclaw are looking surprised, which just supports my thesis on him being Snape, but then who is this man besides me? "So now the dead come back to life." He chuckles besides me and Salazar raises a brow, now it's confirmed. "Or am I Snape?" Draco transforms himself back to Draco but with his hair in the wrong style to get them confused. He grins from ear to ear and gets back to Snape, now keeping his face blank. "Looks like Snape to me." I say and Helga Hufflepuff nods. "You better start eating before it gets cold." McGonagall smiles at us and starts herself. The man leans towards me "do I have a guess?" "For me or for Professor Gellert Malfoy here?" I smirk at him a little and he smirks too. "Oh he ain't difficult to guess... but I think I know you and I know why you chose this transformation." I look at him for a second and shrug my shoulders. "Tell me." I smile a little and while I keep looking at him I recognise a scar on his chest, but it rather looks like somebody scratched his chest so hard that it left marks, four stripes a little lighter than his rather pale skin. "Later on maybe." He turns his face to keep on eating and obviously enjoys it to have me on his hook. "If you say so..." I also keep on eating and smile a little as he always has an eye on my glass so it's never empty. As I and Draco have finished we keep an eye on the other tables so the ball keeps on having a good mood. Under the table he starts the music but first a few songs to slow dance and to not scare the teachers away and it starts quietly as background music. A few minutes later he, Draco aka Snape, stands up and holds out his hand to McGonagall, they both walk up to the front and start dancing, after them the founders paired in Slytherin-Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff- Gryffindor also start dancing.
"This would just leave us two... any ideas how I know?" He smirks and also stands up, holds out his hand for me and helps me up. "I have no idea, you need to tell me." He walks me to the dance floor and we start dancing, he keeps quiet all the time and just grins to himself. "Come on, it can't be that obvious." "For me it is... Ms. Williams... roaming in your Professors dark memories and dressing up like them doesn't always end nicely. And as much as I enjoy seeing you try to be a dominant woman who likes to be on top, I've already seen how much more you enjoy being the submissive bottom." He smirks knowingly at me and I can swear that I've never been more red in my whole life. "You are...?" "Yes I am and obviously you didn't know." He keeps his grin on his lips and spins me around the dance floor. "Red suits you." He mocks and keeps on leading my steps. The dance floor isn't really full because nobody wants to dance the classical way. "Don't be that tensed, if you tease I tease, thats how I play." He murmurs into my ear and with his low voice it gives me really bad shivers and I feel myself getting even more exited, and nervous. Luckily in that moment the faster music starts and the couple dancing stops, he smirks at me once more and sits back down next to McGonagall, Draco as Snape coming up to me, grabbing my hand and pulling me into a not so full part of the dance floor, where it's even more dimmed than before but the music fully blasting. He pins me against the wall, just like he did in the Slytherin common room, and grabs me by my throat. "Naughty student... you obviously deserve a hard spanking..." he looks me deep in my eyes and kisses me incredibly hot before stepping back and transforming into Grindelwald. "So you really like that..." He grins and I do as well, but I also think about what the real Snape told me about... his game and how he plays. If he is still the way I saw in his memories I can easily top him, but I still don't know what he meant with seeing me as a submissive bottom. This evening will be teasing until the end of this ball.
I drink two shots to be a little more sure with myself and walk to him from behind, my right fingertips tracing up and down his neck below his ear as I stand behind him, he sits on his chair but the back of the chair on his left side, his arm lying on top of it, his eyes following the movements on the dance floor. He smiles slightly and turns his head towards me after enjoying the touch for a moment. "Somebody looking for attention?" He smirks at me and takes a sip of his fire whiskey. "I don't know, are you?" I smirk at him too and my fingers slowly wander down to his chest and back up, but now I place them around his throat, not chocking or anything, just placing them there and slightly stroking his neck. He lays his head back a little, so he can look at me and his head lies against my stomach. He looks amused by my touch. "Cute... and innocent..." he lifts his head again and looks at all the dancing people, all in their own little world. I take my hand from his throat and trace down his spine with one finger while I bend down to be able to whisper in his ear. "I like bad boys... with them I have reasons to leave marks." My chin sits on his shoulder and my hand sneaks around him to play with his belt. As I finished my words his lips form to a grin. He grabs my hand and holds it down on his thigh, while that he turns his face towards mine. "First of all shouldn't you start something you can't finish and second of all...", his eyes pierce mine and he grabs my chin to pull my ear to his mouth, "only good girls get to leave marks, and good girls don't play around with belts." His voice is darker and rougher on my ear and a shiver runs down my spine as he says this. With his hand still on my chin and the fire whiskey in the other one, my hand is free and slowly strokes between his thighs. His hand rushes down and grabs mine. "Behave." He growls in my ear and I grin at him. "Or what?" He only warningly raises an eyebrow. "You should go and dance before I tie your hands down." "If you say so." I shrug and walk towards the dance floor, well knowing my ass looks amazing in this trousers and the heels are pushing it even more. On the dance floor I go to the other Slytherins and enjoy it really much. At 11pm Draco turns the music a little bit more quiet and I and the Headmistress announce that year 1-4 are now going to go to bed, every house walks off and as soon as we're alone with 5-7 Draco starts 'Candy Shop' by 50 Cents. It's an amazing atmosphere and as I look towards Mr. Sexy he isn't on his seat, so I immediately start looking around. "Are you looking for somebody? Maybe somebody you'd love to be tied up from? Or somebody you think you can top? Somebody who can't stop thinking about these red lips and that amazing ass?" My eyes are getting big and I turn around trying to keep my face under control. "Maybe... but I don't know if he can't stop thinking about my red lips and amazing ass..." I grin at him and so does he. "Hmm... we could look outside if we find him, don't you think?" "Thats a good idea" I put my arm around his and take my glass before we walk out of the great hall, unnoticed, and we walk out into the warm summer air, it isn't even completely dark yet and it smells like flowers and summer. I hear crickets in the fields and he shows the way. "So little Ms. Perfect thinks she can top me?" He smirks down at me and I can't suppress a grin. "Well what I saw didn't look so difficult to top." He nods a little. "I mean what I said... submissive bottom... now I'd say also a brat, but brat doesn't mean top." "Wait a second..." my heels keep sinking in in the grass, so I take them off and take them in my hand, he smirks again. "What now? Another analysis?" I grin up to him. "Nothing... you're just short." "Or you're a giant, I'm 1,76m, that ain't short." "I like your repartee." I grin cheekily and turn to him. "So a brat you say?" "100%, maybe not always, but def-" my teeth found their way into his neck and my hand found its way between his legs while the other holds him close at his belt. He growls deeply and grabs my wrists with one hand and my neck with his other. "Always a brat, 100%." I grin and squeak as he throws me over his shoulder and carries me to a wall of the castle. He sets me down and pins my hands with one of his above my head. He looks at me for a second and then starts to kiss my neck. His free hand strokes under my suit and slightly scratches my waist before sliding down and grabbing my ass, unisono to that he bites and nibbles my neck, my breathing gets way heavier and I push myself to him. "Somebody seems to be a little desperate..." he grins at me and I shake my head. "Alright, thats good, because in there is a party and I think you don't want to miss it." He steps back a little and gives me my heels. I am so horny and just want him, but I also don't want to look that desperate to him, so I put my heels back on and walk inside in front of him.
I start to dance as I'm in the great hall again and I can't hide my grin as Mr. Sexy stands on the side and talks to Snape aka Draco. I can't hear what they're talking about, but Draco isn't the best in keeping the stone cold face of our potions master, especially when he already drank a little too much. They both look at me at the same time, grin and keep on talking, but I ignore them and keep on dancing with Pansy, if Mr. Sexy wants me he needs to show it a little more. As more and more older students start to make out, McGonagall turns the music down a little and switches the songs out, so the atmosphere isn't that heated anymore. I turn towards Mr. Sexy and he gestures to come to him, so I walk over. He bends down a little to whisper in my ear. "If you still think you can top me, I'll see you in 15min outside, where you took off your heels last time..." his low voice breathes into my ear and I feel a light kiss right below my earlobe, it's just a small tingle and he stands in front of me again, a little smile on his lips. "I'll see" is all I say and walk back to dance with the others, about 5mins later I walk out of the great hall to use the toilet and afterwards I walk down to where I took off my shoes. Nobody there. Even 20mins after he told me 15mins he isn't there. Just as I want to walk back in, because it's rather chill out here, a tall silhouette with a bottle in the hand walks to me. "You're late." "And you're here... which brings me to the conclusion you waited... like a good girl would wait for her top... and you listened to a request... like a good girl would do." I cross my arms and look up to him. "I think you drank enough... you already talk nonsense." I try to take the bottle out of his hand, but he just grabs mine and starts walking towards a little hill, where you can perfectly watch a sunrise. With those heels it is really a quest to get up there, which he first declares with a snicker, but after a few minutes he stops. "Come here." "Do I look like I'm not trying?" "Come here to me I meant." "I'll get it..." He walks down to me and just lifts me up and carries me all the way to the top. "Thank you..." "It would have taken you ages otherwise", he sits down on one of the big stones, "so what exactly makes you think you're a top?" I sit down on the stone next to him. "I just like to be in control." "In your normal life, alright, but in bed?" He chuckles and opens the bottle of fire whisky. "Come here." He pats his thighs and looks to me. I need a second to understand but then I sit down on his lap, back to him. "I like your backside too, but for talking it might be easier to see your face, don't you think?" I grin and turn sideways, he just sighs. "Hold this for me." He gives me the bottle, makes me stand up and sits me down with my legs straddled on his thighs. I immediately feel the warmth of my face as I turn red and he takes back the bottle. "I think you would be a amazing top for little boys who don't know anything about all those things and who want to obey. But not for me. Also you're a perfect little brat, which I like very much, and in addition to that you look amazing." "If you say so..." I grin a little and put my hand around his to also get some liquor out of the bottle. His eyes follow my motions and I take a few sips before I shake my head a little. "And you enjoy that stuff?" "Occasionally I do" he grins and also drinks something before closing the lid and putting the bottle on the grass. "The jewellery suits you... and that suit looks amazing..." I smile at him and open one more Button of his black shirt, as well as the only button of his suit. He looks what my fingers are doing and opens my suit with one hand as well, but it has a little magic in it so nothing would slip, so my suit stays in place. "Gold and black suits you... especially that little snake..." he takes a look at the pedant, one hand on my thigh and one on the golden snake. I get little goosebumps from his touch but also the tingling air around us. "Do you want to drink more or should I cast you a spell?" He smirks at me and I grab down to the bottle. As I drink a few sips I decide to make it a little more exiting, so I let a few sips spill from the bottle all over my body and his hand towards my trousers. "That good whiskey... tztztz..." he smirks and leans forwards, looking up to me and starts licking the liquor from my body. With every stroke of his tongue he leaves a tingling sensation behind, followed by goosebumps and shivers on my back. I sit down a little closer to his hips and I pull his hands to my waist, otherwise I would go mad at his stroking of my inner thighs. He licks and kisses my body while my hands find their way into his hair. With every little tug and quiet sigh he gets closer to my nipples, but just before he reaches them he kisses upwards towards my neck, testing how I react at certain points and as I whimper a little he starts sucking and giving me a bad hickey. It feels bloody amazing, my whole body is craving for him but his hands still lay on my waist. He slightly bites the place where he just sucked and I whimper a little, which turns to a moan as he licked the spot again. "I'm surprised your hands aren't already on my belt..." he smirks at my neck as he whispers the words into my ear. I grin and grab his hair to pull his head away a little. Again he has that amused smile on his face and I start kissing his torso, my hand gliding from his hair to his shoulder. "Hmm a tattoo..." I smirk up to him and my fingers are tracing along the outlines of a heart, medical style, and I place my lips upon his chest, feeling his beating heart clearly. "I think you did it a few centimetres too far left and too far down" I grin at him and he pulls my hand in slow motion down his torso, not breaking the eye contact, only my fingertips touching his skin, and his lips twitch a little as my fingers touch him just above his belt. "There are other things... down... that have a few centimetres..." He smirks again and I do too, looking down I pull his shirt out of his trousers and stroke just below his slightly visible six pack. "May I?" I raise a brow at him and gesture towards his belt. "You surprise me... yes you may." He keeps grinning and I fumble his belt open, also his trousers and grin at him. "A little devil... I see..." Just above his right groin he has little red devil horns and he looks so damn sexy... open suit and shirt, the jewellery glistening in the moonlight, his dark eyes and hair in contrast to his light skin... and those tattoos... "Are you waiting for something? Because I become this devil if you wait too long." He raises warningly one eyebrow and I move a little closer to him, one hand on his chest, one right above his boxers and my lips are right in front of his, our noses almost touching. "I like devils..." while whispering the sentence against his lips I push my hand inside of his trousers and grab his dick not too harsh, but tight. He clenches his teeth to suppress the moan and his eyes grow a little wider. His hand grabs my throat and I grin cheekily at him. "You can't tell me you don't like this." "I can tell you that you will be over my knee in a second if you keep on playing with me." I move my head towards his ear, his hand still on my throat and his other around my wrist. "Please fuck me..." He didn't lie with his words and I am over his knee a second later. "You better count these..." he keeps on my trousers and after every swat I count. At 20 I feel my bum being warm and probably a little red, but with the fabric between my ass and his hand it's really okay. At 25 he grabs around me to open my trousers, pulls them down and snaps the fabric of my dark green thong against my hip before giving me another 15 slaps he helps me sit up and I can clearly see his bulge. "Be good I told you... one more chance." He pulls me to straddle his bulge and I moan a little as I feel his hard on below me. I immediately circle my hips and kiss his neck, he feels amazing. He grunts and sighs a little and travels with his hand between my thighs, his thumb stroking my pussy in slow motion while I keep on straddling his dick. His gaze wanders up my body, throbbing with lust and desire, enjoying every millimetre of his view. He mumbles a spell and my hair gets back to my normal structure, it only keeps the darker color. "Better to grip, I know..." I give him a wicked smile, sink down on my knees between his thighs and immediately start kissing his bulge. His eyes are darker and are following my motions. With my teeth I bite his boxer and pull it down until his hard on is free. Looking innocently up at him once more I trace the tip of my tongue along his shaft, his hand grabs my hair in a ponytail and before he can do anything I suck his head while my tongue dances around it. His eyes get even darker and he moans while trying to keep his eyes open to not miss anything. He adjusts his hand in my hair and while he isn't completely focused on my face I let him slip into my mouth. I have never heard a deeper growl and I get goosebumps everywhere. My eyes wander up to him, I meet his gaze and relax my throat to take even more of his hard on, his eyes grow big and he throws his head back while his hand keeps my head right there. I can't breathe right now but shortly before I push myself away he pulls my hair so his tip lays on my tongue and I look up to him. "By merlins beard..." he breathes heavily and his skin glistens a little in the moonlight. My lips pull into a smile and I lick his tip again, but he pulls off my suit, gets down on the grass with me and kisses besides my ear while being on top of me. "This was the best blowjob I've ever gotten you little minx." He grins and bites my neck while pushing my string out of the way. His grazile fingers stroke my clit and I push my hips towards him so I get more friction. A low chuckle blows towards my ear and he whispers with a dark undertone: "Ask nicely..." I have to catch my breath for a second and turn my head to whisper to his ear. "Please fuck me so I can't walk straight anymore... so I think of this everytime I move... sit... breathe..." He grabs my chin to make me look deep into his eyes. "Promised." He holds the eye contact and I feel his dick entering me. My breath hitches, my eyes grow big, I bite my lip and grab his neck to pull him closer. I moan. He grins. Bites my lip. I moan even louder. With one move he completely glides into me and I slam my head into the ground because he feels so bloody amazing. My moans are getting louder and louder, faster, pleading for more. His left hand holds my hip and he starts pounding into me. All I hear are his moans, my moans, his grunts, my grunts and pleadings. "Please..." "Please what?" He pants against my lips. "More..." He grins and gets even faster, harder, deeper. I feel like he's ripping my organs, but I've never felt higher in my whole life, it's like I'm floating and exploding at the same time. He pins my hands above my body and his other hand finds my clit. With the slightest touch he strokes my clit, every touch gives me shivers and with a scream I come on his dick. He moans and grunts loud and low, but he doesn't come. I keep on panting and have my eyes closed, he lets go of my hands, slips out of me and a second later I feel his hot breath between my legs. I look down to him and raise an eyebrow. He smirks at me, blows his hot breath over my glistening and as I shiver I feel his tongue on my clit. I arch my back and moan again as he starts with a speed I've never felt, his arms wrap around my thighs to keep me in place and he keeps on going. I jerk in his steady grip and only a few seconds later I scream and moan again while I come. "Fuck..." my eyes are closed again and I take a few seconds to calm down a little. As I open them again he leans against the stone and watches me. "You better watch your mouth... the next time I'll correct you." He has one eyebrow raised and smirks a little. "But for now I enjoy this view." I grin and notice the sun rising behind me. "Hmm I think I can give you a even better view..." I crawl up to him, slowly, and lay down between his legs. My fingers trace the bulge in his boxers and I look up to him again. He smiles down to me and strokes my hair behind my ears. "I like it." "You're going to love it." I smile and pull out his hard on again. He has his hands in my hair as I start to suck him. I feel that he's close to coming and moans while he jerks forward so I take more of him. He pulls my head down and I choke a little on his dick, but again shortly before I push back he lets loose. He gives me a second to catch a breath and shoves me back on his dick. My tongue strokes his downside and he comes in my mouth while keeping my head pushed down. I swallow all of it and grin up at him as I lick my lips and sit down next to him. "You're so amazing in doing that..." He puts back on his trousers and with a wandless spell he casts me a blanket. "Come here." He pulls me into his lap and wraps me up in the blanket. "Aren't you cold?" I lean against his exposed torso and my head lies on his shoulder. That sunrise before us is the most amazing and beautiful one I've ever seen in my whole life. But with him holding me it's even more beautiful. He shakes his head a little. "I'm fine." We both look at the sunrise, the purple sky slowly turning into pink and then into orange, the clouds like light grey cotton candy in contrast to the orange and the warm shine of the sun tickling my face. His arms are wrapped around me and I hope he enjoys this sunrise just as I am. Slowly I realise how tired I am and I yawn before cuddling more into his neck. "Tired?" "Just a little..." "Only the right eye, I get it." He smiles a warm smile and strokes me over the blanket. With this wonderful memory in mind my thoughts drift away as I fall asleep in his arms.

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In the morning I awake in my bed, a black shirt on and under my own blanket. I need a few moments to recall the events from the evening but as soon as the smell of the shirt reaches my nose I remember every little detail. I enjoy the smell and the memories for another second and then sit up, some other girls are still sleeping but most of the beds are empty. The shirt is a little oversized, but not that you could assume it's from somebody else.
Today many students are going to Hogsmeade, but I just want to enjoy a quiet sunday.
I get up, put on a pair of leggings, I do my hair in a loose bun and grab my grey jacket to wear it over the shirt. It's just between breakfast and lunch, so there shouldn't be many students. As soon as I stand up I feel the headache even more. I get a little dizzy, but I hope it gets better as soon as I have eaten anything. My head isn't the only thing that I feel, also my legs are trembling a little and my pussy is still recalling the previous events.
I make my way to the great hall, it's really quiet and I don't see anybody. The great hall is almost empty and I sit down at my usual spot on the Slytherin table. Magically I get a toast with jam for breakfast, just as always when I drank the night before. While I eat Snape is coming in and he sits down at the teachers table. He is not wearing his cape and he seems like he is a little tired. I give him a little smile and keep on eating my breakfast. As I finish eating a black owl flights by and drops a letter into my hands. I open it and in a cursive like handwriting it says "My chambers, 20 minutes. SS". A slight smile comes onto my lips and I look up at him shortly, but he still doesn't give me any attention.
20 minutes later I knock on his door and he opens a second later. "Hi" I smile a little shy and my cheeks are turning a light pink shade. "Come in" he looks around that nobody sees us and I step inside. "Sorry about that." He gives a little nod to my neck and just then I remember the hickey there. He walks towards a cupboard with many vials and hands me two of them. "For the hangover and..." He nods to my neck again. "Thank you... and thanks for bringing me in my dorm this morning." He just gives me a little nod again and looks at me for a second. "This isn't going to happen again Ms. Williams. And I hope you can keep that mouth of yours shut." "Of course I can keep my mouth shut... may I ask... didn't you like it?" "Good, you're dismissed." He ignores the other question and sits down at his table. "Is there something else Ms. Williams?" "I- no..." I turn around and leave without another word. I hope he notices how much it makes me think that he hasn't answered my question. I go outside and try to forget last night while staying in the sun. It's a bit chilly and windy outside and at the horizon I can see a few darker clouds. I just want to be alone and wander around on the Hogwarts grounds, at the gate I see two people talking and one of them apparates away. I go back inside as little raindrops start falling and while reading in my bed I fall asleep, missing dinner and all the stories from Hogsmeade.
The next morning is a little chaotic, we're all really late and sprint down to our potions class without even having breakfast. One minute before the lessons begins we sit down and wait for Snape to arrive, he would never be late. Five minutes after the lesson began a old man walks in, friendly looking but at the same time a little too nice. "Good morning class, my name is professor Slughorn and I will fill in for professor Snape while he isn't here. I will also help out as head of Slytherin, so tell me if you need something." We're all kind of surprised that Snape isn't here, but before my thoughts drift away Slughorn starts his class.

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It's silent. The door creaks as I open it. The tiles give small noises from them as my weight pushes them down. I close the door gently. My slow steps bring me up the stairs, leaving out the stages that I know are creaking. It's dark and dusty. Dirty. Sad. One door is a little open, the other ones closed. I step as silent as possible over to the opened door. I push the door open, but keep standing in the doorframe. It looks horrible. She looks horrible. A lump forms in my throat. I step towards the bed, avoiding the dirty mess on the floor. I sit down on the edge. My hand finds hers. Her eyes open a little, searching for mine. "I'm here..." She smiles a little smile and with all her power left she squeezes my hand a little. "Leave... He'll hurt you..." Her voice is a small whisper, a vulnerable whisper. "No, I'll stay with you, no matter what." "Come here... please..." I lean down to her and keep on holding her hand. "I am so proud of you. I love you." It takes a second for me to realise what she said there, but then I hug her as loving as I can. "I love you too mum... you are the best mum anybody could wish for." I hold her in my arms. It feels like an eternity until I realise that she is gone. It rips my heart apart and I stroke her hair behind her ear, just like she did. Two silent tears roll down my cheeks. I hear steps on the stairs, but I just can't leave her. The tiles creak, then the door. "How do you dare putting one foot in this house?! Get your ass out of here! Now!" I hear him, but his words don't really reach my mind. I keep on sitting by her side and looking at her. "I said you should leave!" "She is dead." He goes over to her and shakes her shoulder. No reaction. He slaps her cheek, slightly at first but then harder. No reaction, but he doesn't stop. "Stop it! Stop!" I pull him away from her and the next thing I feel is a punch in my face and my head hitting the ground. "You're a disgrace! How do you dare coming here! You killed her! A disappointment for the whole family! You were always a burden! Now get the hell out of here before I kill you!" The whole room is turning around my head and I hear his voice in a distant. "I take her. I'm not going to leave without her." I mumble at him and he gets even more angry. "You're definitely not! Fuck off!" He kicks me in my stomach and I whimper immediately. He storms out and just as I sit up he comes back again with a gun and points it at me. "You better get moving" he warns darkly and I make my way out, without her. I try to cast my Patronus but it just won't work. My hands are shaking and I just can't think straight. I try it once again, a hedgehog appears in blue light, he makes his way to help. She knows whose pratronus this is, at least I hope so. I hear him screaming and beating everything down that he sees. My sadness slowly turns into anger, he abused her all the time and now she is dead. He killed her. Not me. He killed her. A literal thunderstorm is forming over the house and I can't think clearly anymore. I walk back inside, destroying everything that belongs to him until I collapse because of a beat against my head. While falling my forehead slams into the counter and I am unconscious.

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Deep in the night Pansy wakes me up. "Come on! Everyone is already awake!" "What is going on?" I sit up and rub my eyes. "McGonagall called all Slytherins to the great hall, somebody said Snape was attacked." "He-?! I'm coming." I put on my jacket and follow her into the great hall, the headmistress is trying to calm the students. "Alright everybody, for the next weeks professor Slughorn will be head of house and will teach you potions. There is no reason to be concerned about professor Snape, he'll be back in a few weeks. Please don't panic and keep calm... now please go back to bed and anyone who has a question can ask me in a minute." "What is wrong with professor Snape?" Dracos voice halls over the quiet chatter. McGonagall looks up to him and raises an eyebrow. "That, Mr. Malfoy, will professor Snape tell you by himself, there is no reason to worry." Draco just nods and the tension is easy to feel, even the paintings are chatting and wandering around. A tight knot is forming in my stomach and we agree that this definitely isn't normal, if it isn't anything to worry about, why then telling in the middle of the night? "Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Pakinson please bring your house back to your dorms." The headmistress calls out and we're heading back down into the dungeons, nobody wants to sleep and on the way down some talk to the portraits, in the dorms and common room is chatter to be heard and I think the whole time if I should talk with Pansy about the night of the ball. "Eileen is dead!" Peeves screams as he flies through the dungeons. Within an instand the bloody baron appears. "How do you know?!" He asks Peeves in a stern voice. "Elizabeth Burke heard it in the Manor of our barbies dad and Salazar got it from her" he does a spin and flies through Draco. "The professor isn't doing well... that muggle of his father beat him up." "I see Peeves, professor Snape getting beaten up, now stop bothering." "Bloody Baron it's true!" The portrait of professor Basil Fronsac gets back into his frame. "Dilys Derwent has seen him in St. Mungos and Salazar said the same, Snape doesn't look good." Fronsac adds as an explanation. "Juliet and I will go talk to the headmistress, alright Pansy?" "Yeah, I handle it here." Daco looks at me and I follow him immediately. He knocks on her door as we're at her private quarters. She opens, her hair surprisingly not in a tight knot and only wearing long robes. "Malfoy, Williams... I thought we discussed this..." "Well we did, but Peeves, Salazar, Elizabeth Burke, Fronsac and Dilys Derwent all agree, Snapes mother died, he got beaten up by his dad and now is in bad conditions laying in St. Mungos, right? But we shouldn't worry about him, sounds like an excellent plan." I hear from his voice how fed up he is with the behaviour, it's his godfather and they have a very strong bond now. McGonagall keeps her silence a moment and then looks up. "I am sorry Mr. Malfoy, but to keep this night calm I decided it would be the best to keep quiet. I know how close you two are and I definitely didn't want you to get to know about him like this. Yes he is in a bad condition, his mother died and his father has beaten him up badly. The doctors don't know if he will fully recover, but right now nobody is allowed to visit him. I am sorry Mr. Malfoy. I will make an announcement tomorrow morning. Is there anything I can do for you?" "I want updates... and open communication." She nods. "I promise. Now try to get some sleep, should I send Slughorn to you or is it calm?" "It's okay... yes we will." He nods too and starts walking back. "Night headmistress" I give her a little smile and walk after Draco. "Draco... Draco wait." He stops and turns around to me, obviously sad and in his thoughts. I walk up to him and hug him. "I'm sorry for you... He'll make it..." I don't recognise how he doesn't know how to handle the hug. He and his mum looked to intimate so I would have never thought that they don't really have physical contact. "Mhm... I hope so..." He slightly places his hands on my back and pats it before we break apart. "He will." I give him a smile and walk down the stairs with him, even though I have the same worries in my head.

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A few weeks later, which were full of rumors and chattering, McGonagall finally announces that Snape is coming back to Hogwarts. Slughorn gave me many extra lessons and also the other classes are going really well. Draco is often anywhere else with his mind, but since todays morning he seems like a new person. We all wait for the evening to see him again, 'we all' is a little too much, everyone hopes that he is in health again soon but many enjoyed the time with Slughorn. He will keep on teaching because Snape can't be back at 100% already.
At dinner I am a little bit shocked how he looks, his hair is cut short, like when he transformed it but in not that well cut, so it makes him a good 5 years older than he is. His left eye still has a green shadow around it and his chin has a few shades of purple, blue and green. A big stitching is on his forehead and his arm is in a cast. He walks with a little limp leg, but I can see that he tries to ignore it. He keeps his stern expression on his face while all the eyes lay on him. The dinner is rather silent, nobody wants to talk about Snape, but there is no other business going on right now, so everyone keeps being by themselves. After dinner I make my way down to his chambers, the potion against the hickey in my pocket. I knock at his door and he opens, later than normal, but with the same fierce. "What is it Williams" he looks me up and down and slightly raises an eyebrow. "I- I just wanted to give you this back... I didn't use it and it was the last from your stock if I remember right. I though you maybe would like to use it and professor Slughorn also brewed with the 7th years for your stock... and... and sorry for your loss... and all..." "Thanks." He grabs the potion from my hand and looks at me with an raised eyebrow. "Anything else?" "Draco worried a lot about you... have a goodnight professor" I leave before he can say anything else and go back to the common room.

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Everything hurts, no matter if I stand, walk, sit or lay. These little morons keep looking at me like I'm sort of an attraction in a zoo or something. Nobody cares. Minerva does, but only for being friendly. The only one who cared died. She died and now I have nobody. I can't even attend her funeral because he will be there. He killed her.
I try to work as much as I can, but all these thoughts, the memories, the nightmares, the voices... I can't sleep, I'm always tired, after tired follows even more annoyed and I take more potions every day to feel anything. To sleep. To get through the day. Every day is just another day I have to get through. Not even brewing makes the day better. I push and push to get every day, every week, every month done. It is only exhausting. My wounds heal slowly, thats why I need even more potions. To keep my thoughts from racing half a bottle of fire whisky is emptied every evening. I get angry. Angry at myself. Angry at him. Angry at myself to be like him. So I drink more whisky to numb myself. Every evening it gets more. Day by day, week by week, month by month. Nobody seems to notice changes, at least nobody tells me. So nobody cares for me. I hate the man in the mirror more and more every day, I have his nose, his dammed hooked nose. His jaw. His lips. I am him. I don't want to be him. I can't be him. I won't be him.
My drunk memory brings me up to the astrology tower to end it, to just don't be him, to not be a burden for anyone.

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"Expecto patronum!" Nothing. "Expecto patronum!" Again nothing. I sigh. I don't know how everyone else is doing that, I just don't get it right. The night is cold but not frosty, a slight wind brushes against my fingertips and to be left alone I chose the astronomy tower to practice my patronus cast. "Williams leave." A low voice behind me slurs. I turn around in surprise only to find professor Snape sitting against the left wall. "I- I am sorry... I know it's past curfew but I-" "Nobody cares for me, so I won't care for you, leave." I can hear that he is really drunk and seems to be down. "Should I get the headmistress?" "I said leave before I take you down there with me!" My eyes widen a bit by his shout and I walk away from the railing, but still in a distance to him. "You... you want to kill yourself...?" "That's none of your business." He looks me up and down for a moment and then stands up to walk to the railing. He can barely stand on his feet because of the alcohol. "Wait... it is." In my old school we had kind of a training for this, so that we should kill time while talking to the person and help them in every way possible. "What makes you think that nobody cares...? The Malfoys care... Slytherin cares... the teachers care..." "What else do you say to keep me from throwing myself down there? That I am not like my father? That I didn't kill my mother? That it wasn't my fault he beat me up since I was 5? That the students like me? And my teaching? Leave those lies to yourself!" He got louder and angrier with every word and I got a little bit scared, but I keep in mind that this is only the alcohol. My mouth is a little open because of all that he just told me, his insecurities and worries. "Now keep that pretty mouth of yours shut and get your ass downstairs." This choice of words is new and I look up to him again. "What do I do wrong? I can't cast a patronus. Teach me." He rolls his eyes and walks nearer to the railing, shortly before he reaches it I walk around him and put myself between him and the railing. "Get. Out. Of the way." He spats down at me. "I won't. I care for you." He growls, grips my neck and pushes me over the railing. I gasp and grab his coat by his shoulders, he holds me and only that keeps me from falling. "You either choose to get out of my way or I'll see you down there, is that understood?!" I nod and with his hand around my neck I have a little flashback of the ball, but the fear is bigger. He pulls me back and I need a second to stand on my feet again. I really don't know what to do. Nobody knows we're here and nobody can help me from stopping him. The only idea I have left is a little risky. "Professor?" I look up to him and step a little bit to the side so he still has to pass me before falling but not that I'm completely in his way. "What?!" He spats at me. "Thank you for that night... at the ball... and the sunrise that followed... I never thought I would experience something so beautiful... and not with a gentleman like that... thank you..." I look over to the hill where we watched the sunrise that morning and back to him. "I could understand why you didn't want that to repeat, but honestly I would have liked it..." I sigh a little, rise up and give him a gentle peck on the cheek, just where he had the bruises from his dad, and walk towards the stairs. There is nothing else I could do, everything I said was the truth, but I would never have said this out loud if he wouldn't have such thoughts. I look at him once more before walking down the stairs, he didn't move an inch since I told him all that, but as soon as I'm down in the hallway I run to McGonagall. I keep on knocking until she opens a few moments later. "What is going on dear?" "It's... it's professor Snape... he is on the astronomy tower, he wants to kill himself... he's drunk..." She seems to think a moment, but she starts walking off to the astronomy tower as fast as she can. It seemed like she thought about rather looking one time too much than one too less.
As we arrive at the astronomy tower, nobody is there. We both look around to see if somebody is on the floor, but no one is. "I will look out for him, you go back to you dormitory please." I nod at her and walk down to the dungeons as I get pulled around a corner, a hand on my mouth. My hand grabs the wrist that is near my mouth and I try to scream while I start kicking around. A grunt behind me and the hands loosening are helping me to free myself and turn around. "Oh god... I'm so sorry..." I whisper at Snape who holds his crotch with both hands. My hand lies on his back and I don't really know what to do besides just being here for him. "I'm sorry..." "10 Points from Slytherin..." he hisses trough his clenched teeth while trying to control himself in front of a student, even though he is clearly drunk he keeps his barrier now a little better than at the astronomy tower. "and 10 more for running to McGonagall like a first year, you know better than that." "But... but you wanted to kill yourself! What was I supposed to do? Let you die?!" "Probably. All those things you said were lies and now you should leave before I take even more points from my own house." He murmurs all this and now stands upright again. "Those weren't lies... about the people who care and about the ball... it was all the truth, it is the truth." I look up to him and he whispers something I can't hear, but right then I see memories flashing trough my head, like if somebody flickers through a book of my memories. I can't get him out of my head, but he looks for the ball, so I just let him. He pulls out and nods a little. "Legilimens..." I whisper with my wand risen, he still uses occlumency, but the alcohol made is easier to break through.
It's like a book again. Or a flip book, because it's always a scenery that is similar to the one before. A little boy, growing with every page a little more, sitting in a corner, somewhere hidden it seems. Short screams of a woman come from some pages. From the little boy, about 3, the pages brought me up to the same boy but now he is about 5 or 6, longer black hair around his face, deep brown eyes. Screams. Not from a woman. Whines. Sniffles. Begging. A childs voice. One page keeps open a little longer and a big male hand slams onto the cheek of the little boy. Those little brown eyes fill with tears and his cheek turns a deep pink shade. It's heartbreaking to see this child getting abused.
A few pages skip and the boy has to be about 13 or 14 years old. The great lake. He is swimming. In the distance four boys run away and his clothes as well as his towel and wand aren't at the place he left them. A page later his bag is missing, all his books hidden under the benches and tables in the great hall. He looks around the whole breakfast and can't eat anything, one book still missing as he walks to class. A red haired girl having him saved a seat, four boys laughing at him and making fun of him.
The next pages are either the ginger girl trying to cheer him up, and succeeding or the four boys terrorising him. The Hogwarts express drives trough Scotlands and Englands countrysides, peacefully.
Followed by this peacefulness is a blank page which is just like tinted black. Stopping for a second a horrible scream escapes the blackness. It's a male voice, another male voice shouting and another hurtful scream gets trough my bones. This one is followed by pleading to stop and a female plead to leave him, but the plead stops mid sentence. More shouting. Snape. Dark brown eyes. Hurtful eyes. Pleading to stop. Not much light to be seen.
"Please..." A small whisper escape the lips in front of me. I realise that those eyes belong to the grown Snape, Professor Snape, who is collapsed against the wall and holds his knees while leaning powerless against the cold stone. The moon provides little light into the corner where we are, the torch just burned off and I kneel in front of him. I've never seen him helpless and little. I rewind what I just saw and heard, only now really understanding what it all was and looking him back in the eyes. "I'm so sorry..." I whisper, my hands on his, which lay on his knees. "I didn't mean to... I'm sorry..." His black robes hiding as much skin as possible, his cloak spread wide underneath him, leaving the intimidation behind and I see his heavy breathing as well as his hard swallowing with every breath. I just can't watch him like that. I kneel down beside him, grab his wrist to take his hand from his knee and slowly and carefully hug him. I think nobody has ever seen this much of his past and he shouldn't have to deal with this alone. "It's okay... I won't tell anyone..." "Leave." He whispers with a steady and stern voice.

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After that we didn't really talk about that night again.
The Christmas holidays are around the corner and I'm still wondering where I'm going to spend the holidays. Professor McGonagall told me I could stay at the castle, but there wouldn't be anyone I know. This morning surprisingly I get a letter from a black and white owl, Pansy immediately comes over to take a look. "What is it?" "I don't know..." I look a little closer at the letter itself after I gave the owl a treat. "Draco it's from your parents... I wonder why they write me and not you..." I open it and read the beautifully written words. In the end it's signed with 'Narcissa Malfoy' and I have a big smile on my face. "Ahh Draco I get to spend Christmas and the holidays with you!" "Really? That sounds like fun, I think father is going to like you too." He says as Pansy tries to hide her jealousy at least a little bit.
In that moment professor Snape walks into the great hall, his green, blue and purple spots are gone almost completely, probably because of the potion I brought him back. His arm is still in a cast and his leg doesn't seem any better as well, but at least his hair seems to be cut professionally. He really looks good now I think to myself, also in that moment those obsidian eyes find mine and I can't deny the pain visible in those irises. His robes seem even tighter and more layered, just like he is trying to shelter himself from the world.
My attention is drawn towards the ceiling of the great hall, from the grey clouds fall big white snowflakes, the first snow of the year.