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full moon thursday harry potter
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Disclaimer/ I do not own anything Harry Potter, It all belongs to J.K. Rowling, but I do own everything else including my creations such as the different spells I had to come up with, the characters that are not Harry Potter characters, my plot, some of the setting, and many other things including the talking punching bag. I do not own Harry potter but also J.K. Rowling has no claims on my stuff. Please do not take these character and extra and claim them as your own, I do write pure works of fiction which these characters came from and am in the process of trying to get the novel published. I wrote this story thinking that it would be interesting to see how I could make a story with my characters and the Harry potter ones, actually I didn't think it would work. I was wrong I can't stop writing, Having never wrote fan fiction before I thought I would give it a shot. So here it is tell me what you think I would appreciate it. Just let me say one more thing, I had a bad case of writer's block while working on my novel so when I started on this story it was like a floodgate was opened. Cool hun? SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES Prelude "What do you mean they're from another planet?" Shock clearly registered on the potion masters face. Dumbledore chuckled his eyes twinkling merily. "Where do you think Avelon went when it went into the mists?" "I have no idea, I thought it was destroyed." Snape frowned angrily. "My friend, it went the way of Atlantis, Median and many other magic based socites, it went to another planet." Snape raised an eyebrow. "And what planet would that be?" Dumbledore smiled. "It went to Sayde. Not so advanced in technology but quite advanced in magic. The others went elsewhere of course." "Great," mumbled Snape, "Our scholl will be the only one visited by little green men." Dumbledore chuckled. "Actually, they look like any other human being. Believe me." Snape frowned not so sure he liked the idea, especially since all his life he had thought Avelon was on earth. Chapter 1 Snape gets an assistant Snape watched as the other teachers crowded into the conference room. They gossiped among themselves each wondering why Dumbledore had called the meeting. Snape frowned thinking more likely than not it was to introduce another lame brained untrained defense against the dark arts teacher. He glared at the others sullenly. He hated these meetings mostly because Madam Trelawney kept glancing at him like a love sick cow. She leaned over and whispered into Madam Sprout's ear sending them both into a fit of giggles. He raised his eyebrows really not wanting to know what set them off. "Silly women," He thought, "Why me?" He wished he were invisible then she couldn't see him, but alas she could still talk about him and he would hear. He sighed and settled down into his seat. Dumbledore came in with three young men, "I called you all here to let you know we will be graced with the presence of four young people from the university of Avalon. They will act as teacher's assistants to some of you for awhile until their criteria is finished. I hope you will make them welcome since they will be with us awhile. One will stay here permently to add to our staff with a new class, enhancing our school since we will be one of the first in several centuries to have a Magical weapons smithing class and enchantment there of." A murmur rippled through the group. "Wonderful," thought Snape, "Just what we need more bumbling fools." The headmaster motioned for a young lithe blonde haired man to step forward. "This is James Tempest, he will be under Professor Mcgongal." James and Mcgongal shook hands. The other young man with black hair and blue eyes, stepped forward. He bore a striking resemblance to the first. "This is John Tempest he will be under Professor Sprout." The young man shook the professor's plump hand. Snape frowned in thought. "Great another set of mischievous twins." Dumbledore put a hand on the last young man's shoulder. "And this is George Knight, he will be under Sirius Black, our new defense against the dark arts teacher." The young man was tall with dark curly hair he scanned the room with flint gray eyes. Sirius stood behind him and put a hand on his shoulder smiling. Snape fumed wishing at that very moment that Sirius would fall over dead. He was disappointed when it didn't happen. There was a knock at the door and someone slid a letter underneath. Dumbledore picked it up and opened it. "It seems our fourth assistant will be late arriving they are escorting a new student who will be taking classes here." Another murmur rippled through the assembled staff. "This assistant will be put under Professor Snape's watchful eye. Snape groaned as he noted the twinkle in the headmaster's eyes. The other professors gasped. "I don't want to be bothered by some collage ninny." thought Snape. "and another student, how wonderful." Madam Sprout cleared her throat, "Aren't you afraid that Severus will scare them off?" Snape shot her a withering glance which she pointedly ignored. Dumbledore chuckled, "If I had thought that I wouldn't have done it , my dear." Sprout gave him a doubtful look but kept silent. "Great the man has it in for me!" Snape thought glumly. Snape frowned as he watched George whisper into the old man's ear. Dumbledore chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. He turned to the rest of them. "You are dismissed." The potions master steepled his fingers. "A new student too, how strange we don't get many transfers, I'll have to look into this later." He stored the thought in the back of his mind to examine later. He watched the others make their way out and head back to their classes. Snape glared at Sirius one last time for good measure and retired to his chambers for the night. He drew his bath and relaxed, when he was done, wearing only his silk pants and smoking robe, black of course, he reclined on the couch lost in thought. Things had taken an unexpected turn for him today. "A new assistant." He mused. He had always had an interest in the schools of Avalon but either you had to be born there , extremely brilliant, or sicken rich. In most cases it was the second option even though there were a lot of the latter especially since birth don't necessarily mean talent. "Yes," he thought , "The school was intriguing ." He had at one point in his life wanted to go but had none of the qualifications except brilliance , so he had passed it off as a fantasy , especially since he had found that they refused outsiders. When they had finally opened their doors to the select few who could pass their tests, he was already settled into his career at Hogwarts. "Still," he thought, "As interesting as it is I am not prepared to deal with an assistant, especially after meeting the other three, they are of the same make as that damn Sirius and Potter." He doubted he could tolerate anyone of them for a day let alone for a couple of years. Exhaustion washed over him as he ran his hands through his wild black hair. "Well I'll deal with it as I can." he thought and let sleep take over. The next two days came and went. Snape began to think he had become the butt of someone's joke making him snappier than usual. By the third day he began growling at everyone not liking the idea he was the butt of the joke. He swooshed into the potions lab and set his books down on the desk. The class stared at him in silence as if sensing the mood he was in. Gaining his composure he cleared his throat. "Today we will begin by making a draught for strength. Please prepare your herbs." He noted with satisfaction that Harry was having trouble so turned to ask Hermonie for help. "Potter, is there a problem?" Snape boomed. Harry frowned. "I seem to have the same two herbs." Snape growled, "Well let me see." He bent over the table. "Yes one has to have purple fibers while the other one is blue, if you had read the lesson you would know that." Harry looked at Snape as he moved away. "Twenty points from Griffindorf, next time read the lesson." Snape began to explain the difference in the effects of the potion and how long it would last. He was interrupted by a deep musical voice. "Sir you should also mention that it can have a toxic effect on the system if taken too many time as it will eat away at the kidneys and can be potentially fatal hence should not be used except as a last resort." Startled Snape eyed Hermonie who shrugged and pointed to the doorway. He turned to glare at the person in the doorway who happened to be a woman. A strangely dressed woman at that. She had a black bandanna on her head, huge hoop earrings, a black robe with blue jeans and a tee shirt asking him if he wore boxers or briefs , she also wore black combat boots on her feet. Hanging from her waist was a painted leather pouch, her wand and a large bone handled knife that was tied to her leg. Her reddish gold hair curled its way down past her waist. He met her wide blue green eyes set in a clear freckled face. "Who are you?" he growled at her. She straightened, "Merlina Pendragon, sir, your new assistant." He raised an eyebrow. "How dare you interrupt me?" She met his smoldering gaze with a cold calculating look. "Would you want to be responsible for a student's death by not telling them the dangers of the potion?" He bit the inside of his cheek knowing she was right. "How did you know I wasn't going to tell them?" She pursed her lips. "I didn't." He growled. "Then don't do it again." She nodded. "Yes sir." He gave her another long look. "And please try not to come to my class dressed like that again." She looked down at herself. "What is wrong with my clothes?" He pointed to her shirt with his wand. "I would prefer not to have your shirt asking me stupid questions all day." The class snickered. "Those things hanging around your waist are a nuisance also , they will get in the way." She looked up at him frowning deeply. "The shirt I will change but I will not remove my tools." They glared at each other for a moment. "Fine but I will see you better dressed tomorrow." Snape could have cared less about how she was dressed. He didn't like the fact that she had caught him in a mistake. "The shirt is annoying anyway." He thought. "I wonder though professor," He looked at her. "Which do you wear?" The class snickered much to his annoyance. "Miss Pendragon my underwear is not the topic in this class and you will do well to remember it." He could see her struggling with herself trying not to smile. "Now if you will make yourself useful by assisting my students." She nodded and set her clipboard on his desk. The day went by quickly with Snape barley noticing she was there. Merlina was glad when she could finally leave for her chambers. She was greeted by a large gray wolf. Snape stopped on the way to his chambers watching her. She knelt down to hug the animal burying her face in it's mane. "You want to go for a run, girl?" The wolf barked happily. "O.k. Let me change." The dog followed her into the chamber. Snape shook his head. He proceeded to his chamber wondering why he had been blessed with such bad luck. Merlina dressed in sweats and the wolf Zoie, made their way outside. They ran together down the field playing tag. Snape wandered the dark hallways as was his usual nighttime activity before retiring for the night. Pausing to glance out the window, he saw Merlina wrestling with the dog. She was laughing as the silly animal licked her face. "I will never understand why people think that's fun." He thought, continuing to watch them until they disappeared from his line of sight. He went to his chambers deep in thought. In the morning he found Merlina in the lounge drinking coffee with the wolf resting her head in the girl's lap. She was so involved in the book she was reading she didn't hear him come in. He settled in his usual dark corner with his own coffee and watched her. She was reading a muggle novel proclaiming the author was a man named Piers Anthony on the blue cover. He turned to see Sirius and the three other teacher's assistants come in. "Merlina!" They cried in unison and crowded around her. They took turns hugging her causing the wolf to jump down barking at them as if reprimanding them. "How disgustingly sweet." Snape though, but found himself intrigued anyway. "Sirius," said James, "This is Merlina, Pendragon." He shook her hand smiling. "It seems I remember another Pendragon who was a year ahead of me." She nodded. "That was my brother Dale." Sirius was astonished. "Really?" She nodded again. "Big man, really big close to seven foot? Dark hair real light blue eyes?" She chuckled. "He's seven two now though but that's him." Sirius's eyes grew wide. "Damn, but you don't look like him." She smiled. "He takes after mum in looks, dad in build. I'm the reverse." Sirus chuckled. "So how come you went to Avalon?" She shrugged, "He went later when we moved." Snape racked his brain trying to remember her brother but came up blank so he continued to drink his black coffee. "So where is he now?" Sirius asked. "They sent him to patrol the lay lines around stone hedge, demons keep trying to tear it down." Sirius sat down. "Wow, so how old are you now?" Thinking she was a teenager he stared at James open mouthed when he said, "Twenty nine." She glared at him. "That can't be right, " thought Snape. "She looks no older than seventeen or eighteen." He knew an enchantment spell when he saw one and she wasn't using one. Sirius shook his head. "Yea right." She nodded, "He's right ." Snape watched her for any sign she was lying but she was relaxed. Convinced Sirius leaned back. James patted her hand. "You know she was confronted by the beast who guards the tree of Odin and won." She gave him a withering look. Snape frowned, no one except a magical weapons master confronted that monster and most that did died, there was no way she could have survived. The boy is silly as are his friends, Snape thought. "Yea," said John, "She was stabbed through the heart." Sirius looked at them unconvinced. For once Snape agreed with him. What are these boys trying to prove? He thought. "We thought she was going to die." said George quietly. "Show him the scar, Lina." She rose from the table. "No, you guys are blabbermouths , you will end up telling the whole school my secrets, then I will be pissed off." She swallowed the rest of her coffee, picked up her book nodding to Sirius. "Nice meeting you." She said and turned to leave frowning at Snape before she stormed out the door with the wolf at her heels. George shrugged, "She gets like that sometimes, must be a woman thing." John nodded. "No." James said. "She gets tired of you guys making a big deal out of her scar, women don't talk about that shit." Sirius grinned. "Like he said it's a woman thing." James sighed. Snape watched them leave. I think our dear girl just might be hiding the truth and that is why she refuses to talk about her so called scar. Snape thought, he knew she was lying but had to find proof. He knew that she had to be a fraud, there was no way a woman could do what they claimed she had done. Men twice her size had been killed by the beast. I have to find proof, he thought, and show it to the headmaster, otherwise he will never believe me. He proceeded to his class finding Merlina writing the potions list on the black board. In the corner lay the wolf with her nose buried in her fluffy tail. He watched her in silence noticing the dragons tattooed on her forearms. As an after thought he slammed the books down on the desk. She turned startled. "Oh." She said and turned back to the list. "What are you doing?" He snarled. She looked at him confused. "Writing the list I thought it would help you." He crossed his arms over his chest glaring down at her. "I do not need any help from a little girl." He saw the flash of anger in her eyes that caused them to go dark momentarily. Nice effect, he thought pleased. "And further more get that mutt out of here." The wolf's ears perked up. "No." She growled. He locked eyes with her. "Listen here child." he snarled. She slammed the chalk down on the desk smashing it into pieces. "No Dracula, you listen here, Zoie will stay, she is my familiar and my friend. Something you know nothing about." He towered over her. "If it attacks one of the students I will make damn sure you are held responsible, understand." She continued to glare at him infuriated. "Fine Vlad the impaler." She hissed and turned away from him. He smiled to himself. She is still irritated with her friends so she lashes out at me, Snape thought, well now I know how to push her buttons which could prove interesting. That was one of the things that made him such a good spy for Dumbledore, that and the fact he was relentless in digging up people's fears and secrets. He looked down at his arm rubbing the mark of the dark lord. He was branded forever for those extraordinary gifts. He watched Merlina roll up her sleeves exposing the dragons and set out the beakers. So is she, he thought, unwillingly. He watched the students file in with his usual glare. He heard several of them say hello to Merlina. She smiled at them her beautiful eyes lighting up. He felt a pain knowing he had never seen anyone's eyes do that for him. Even Draco got a smile from her. She treated them all as equals even Neville Longbottom, the sniveling brat, blushed when she smiled at him. How disgusting, Snape though scowling deeper. When they were all seated she stood at the wall like a silent statue, helping students and answering questions when he was otherwise occupied. By the end of the day he wasn't sure if he liked her silence towards him, feeling as if she thought he was beneath her. He stood in his chambers contemplating her strangeness when he heard a knock at his door. "Yes who is it?" He hollered irritably. "It's Sirius." Muttering he opened the door. "What do you want?" Sirius handed him a medium sized box. "This came for you." Snape took the package. "Thank you." He said and shut the door in the other man's face. He sat the box on the little table and began his nightly ritual by drawing a bath. He checked the address on the box while the tub filled. It read Camelot library. Amazing, he thought, I wonder why it took so long? He shook his head and got ready for his bath. Chapter2 dreams Merlina sat at her little table working on one of her sketches she had started earlier in the day. Zoie watched her from the sofa. She jumped as a series of knocks sounded at the door. She opened it, her three friends and Sirius pushed their way in. They settled on the couch while she settled back into her chair. Zoie jumped on the bed putting her head between her paws. Merlina looked up at them. "What did you deliver to Snape?" Sirius shrugged, "Don't know, but I'll tell you that man needs help, he shut the door in my face." The trio agreed. Merlina shook her head. George watched her. "What do you think Lina?" She gave him a smile. "You don't want to know what I think." Sirius chuckled, "Sure we do." The twins shook their heads. "Oh no you don't." They said. She chuckled. "It can't be that bad." Sirius looked at George who nodded. "Yea right," he scoffed, "Come on tell me." She looked at Sirius with a straight face, raising one eyebrow. "He needs laid." They all burst into wild laughter. Sirius gained enough composure to speak. "Where would you find someone to do that?" When she shot him an evil grin, Sirius knew he was in for it. "Madame Trelawney." He cracked. "No, that's not nice." But he was still chuckling. "I do agree with the fact that he probably does need laid." She chuckled. "Well I'll tell you this, Madame sprout likes him too but she's also scared to death of him, she said something about his sadly tragic life, the poor misfortunate boy it's no wonder he is so cold." Sirius shot her a look of surprise. "She really said that?" Merlina nodded. "Wait," said James, "She could be right I've seen Sprout almost run into walls when he walks past." Merlina chuckled. "Quit exaggerating." He looked at her a moment. "I'm telling the truth I swear!" Sirius laughed. "That isn't right." John looked at his twin. "Sprout scares me, she reminds me of one of those opera singer with the brass brassier and horned helmet. I've always had nightmares about opera singers." They all looked at him strangely. Finally George said. "I can picture it, freaky." That started another round of laughter. "You guys are screwed up." Said Merlina taking off her bandanna exposing the purple moon on her forehead. A sign of the priestess training. "You started it." Said Sirius accusingly. She frowned at him. "I merely stated a fact." Sirius smiled good naturedly. He pulled out a deck of cards and they gathered around the table. Merlina dealt the first round as they talked about mundane things. Snape was on his usual nightly rounds when he heard the laughter coming from her room. He stopped listening only catching bits and pieces about Sprout and a brass brassier. What? He thought, but things quieted down before he could catch it. Shaking his head he walked to his rooms. I will never understand why college kids find that stuff funny. He was smiling to himself as he thought on it. He sat up late that night reading his new books on medicinal potions. Some of the things Merlina had said to him earlier floated through his head disturbing his train of thought. He scowled deeply. "Do I really resemble Dracula? I thought Vlad the impaler and Dracula were one and the same. I'll have to check on that." Finally curiosity got the better of him and he walked over to the mirror. He studied his reflection for a moment then said, "Mirror mirror on the wall do I resemble Dracula at all?" He felt rather silly but the damn thing wouldn't answer to anything else. Curse Snow White! He thought. The mirror opened it's eyes and yawned. It looked at him and groaned. "Oh it's you." Snape growled. "You infernal twit who else would it be?" The mirror rolled it's eyes. "I was hoping for a tall blonde woman." Snape crossed his arms glaring. "Oh alright You do slightly resemble the vampire lord." Snape stood silent watching the mirror fade. "Why do I even bother?" He muttered. Merlina was finally alone after several rounds of losing her candy stash to Sirius. She stood in the bathroom staring at herself in the mirror. She hated the way she looked. Eldritch, her mother had called it. Bah! Merlina thought, More like childish. She stuck her tongue out at herself and flopped down on the bed looking at Zoie sullenly. "I miss home." The wolf whined and laid her head in the girl's lap as if in understanding. Merlina patted her and laid back on the bed. Before she knew it she was asleep. Snape woke unusually early the next morning with a start. He looked around the room confused. Damn, he thought as he rubbed his eyes, I must have been dreaming. He could have sworn he had heard someone scream. He swung his long legs over the side of the bed and stood. Oh well, he thought as he stretched . Scratching his stomach and yawning he made his way to the bathroom. He studied his reflection a moment before splashing cold water on his face. A loud piercing scream tore through him. He hurried to the chamber door pausing momentarily as a pitiful moan jangled his nerves. He stood in the hallway trying to orient on the sound. When he heard another loud moan he realized it was coming from the next chamber. He knocked on the door loudly. It swung open startling Snape. "Hello?" He stepped inside and looked around. On the bed Merlina was tossing and turning. Another pitiful moan escaped her. Snape feeling as if he were invading her privacy turned to leave when another loud moan escaped her. She'll wake the whole damn school! He thought. Bloody child! He walked over to the bed and shook her shoulder. She turned away exposing her back and causing the sheet to fall off her long tattooed legs. She was quite close to the edge and as tempted as he was to push her off and be done with it he didn't want to be responsible for hurting her. He shook her harder. "Miss Pendragon! Wake up!" After several shakes her eyes shot open. She jerked away and fell off the bed. "What in the hell are you doing here?!" Snape stood and crossed his arms over his bare chest. "You were screaming, I thought you were being attacked." He watched her try to cover herself with the sheet so he couldn't see her skimpy nightgown. He raised his eyebrow. "If you don't want anyone to see you like that you should lock your door." She stared at him wild eyed and confused. Finally she screamed. "Get out!!" He turned to leave finding himself face to face with Sirius. Snape glared at him. Sirius growled low in his throat. Merlina began pushing Snape then Sirius out the door. Sirius paused, "But I….." She pushed him hard still clutching the sheet to her breast. "Get out!!" She growled angrily slamming the door shut. Snape heard the lock slide in place. Snape and Sirius looked at each other. "Damn nice legs." Snape rolled his eyes at Sirius. "Why must you act like a teenager?" Sirius grinned sheepishly, "I know you looked too." Snape grunted. "The woman is covered in tattoos, how attractive is that? She belongs in a circus." Sirius tried not to laugh. "It's a sign of her status." Snape frowned. "I have no interest in her." He waved his hand dismissing the thought. "What were you doing in her room then?" Asked Sirius. "She was screaming you fool." Sirius sobered. "Yea she scared me too." Snape frowned and went back to his chambers. Sirius chuckled
Chapter 3 Insomnia Merlina sat on the edge of her bed as humiliation washed over her. She took a few shaky breaths. The exliar must not be strong enough. She thought. I'm still having those horrible visions. I'll have to fix that. She went to the bathroom and began to get dressed. She skipped breakfast and went to the potions lab. Snape watched her in silence as she seated herself in a corner by the window. She stared out into the forbidden forest lost in thought. Snape watched her chew her lip. A look of concern crossed his face. "Miss Pendragon?" She ignored him and continued to look out the window. He scowled. "Miss Pendragon!" His voice was irritable. She turned to look at him. There were dark circles under her haunted eyes. "Are you alright?" She gave him a questioning look. He was silent. When she didn't answer he said, "If you are ill I don't want you messing up my classroom by vomiting on the floor or something." She sneered at him and turned back to the window. He sighed and continued to go over his papers. The girl is too stubborn for her own good. He thought, glancing at her once more. The memory of her screams still disturbed him. As the class filed in Merlina turned to watch them with haunted eyes. Snape noted her glance in silence wondering what she had seen to shake her so. The day went by quickly much to Merlina's relief. She rushed out of the classroom glad to be alone for awhile. Snape stood in the doorway watching her. There were still some students in the hall way. He heard Hermonie and a couple of other girls talking. "I heard she is engaged to Mr. Knight." They tittered. "He is sooo cute." One of them said. Hermoine piped up. "Have you seen the way Sirius looks at her?" More giggling. "I know ." said Ginny. "I think she is engaged to James." Several of the girls looked at Lavender. "Oh right." Said Ginny. Snape scowled as the girls continued down the hallway. Silly girls, but they are right about Sirus. He rubbed his chin seriously doubting that Merlina was engaged. That man would chase anything though I'm sure it's not healthy. He turned back to lock up the potions lab. Dinner time rolled by and he still didn't see Merlina or the other assistants. He turned to professor Dumbledore. "Where are the others?" The head master smiled. "They are in the gym." Snape nodded and excused himself. Sirius, Lupin, James, and the other teacher assistants sat in the bleachers watching Merlina vent her frustrations on the punching bag barely noticing their presence. Lupin whispered something in Sirius's ear. Sirius nodded chuckling. "Watch this." He said to the others. He murmured something and waved his wand. Snape made his way to the gym. He heard commotion coming from the room. "Lina calm down!" There was some smacking sounds then, "OOOH, OW, you hit like a girl." More smacking then, "Hit me again, come on you don't have the guts." More slapping then, "Oh baby that was a love tap." There was silence then, "Come on wimp." Silence fell again. "What did you do to my bag??" Laughter followed. Snape saw merlina in loose pants, a tiny top that exposed her belly and fingerless gloves to protect her hands. She wiped her forehead with her arm and tightened her ponytail. Sirius chuckled. "You got to admit it is funny." She glared at him. "Make it shut up!" "OOO," said the bag, "Don't get your panties in a knot." She glared at it. "I'm so scared." It said. She growled and began pummeling it violently. The bag moaned and groaned the whole time. Snape watched with surprise. He had never seen a woman act do violent before. It's kind of disturbing. He thought. Finally she grabbed it with both arms and tried to pull it down. "OOO baby nice chest." It said. She let it go in disgust giving Sirius and crew a wild look. "Shut it up." She pleaded. They were laughing. Snape tried to keep a straight face. She stood with her hands on her hips glaring at the group. Snape coughed. "Miss Pendragon?" She turned to give him a piercing look. "What do you want?" She snapped. He gave her an icy look. "I could use your help grading papers." Her brows knotted. "Come," He said, "Don't stand there like an idiot." She rolled her eyes and grabbed her sweatshirt. He watched her ponytail bounce. "Come on Lina, can't you take a joke?" She turned to face them flipping them the finger then walking towards Snape. She looked down and saw a ball by his foot. Bending down to retrieve it he heard her mutter, "Heavant, heavy, heavyoso." She tested it's weight in her hand and smiled evilly. He watched her in fascination as the ball flew through the air into the group and crashed through the wooden bleachers. The group scattered. "Hay! No fair!" George screamed. Lupin and Sirius looked into the hole whistling. She turned around to see Snape's questioning look. "I told them I was not in the mood." He nodded knowing the feeling exactly. He lead her to the teacher's lounge. She sat in the chair looking at the papers with dark rimmed eyes. He watched her chest heave then said, "Put your shirt on it's not appropiate behavior for a teacher to walk around like that." She glanced at him and sighed pulling her shirt over her head. Once she was covered Snape felt more comfortable and handed her a stack of papers. He became involved in his own stack, she was silent the whole time. He looked up to find her with her head on the table asleep. He watched her with his head propped in his hand. She looks like she has two black eyes. He thought. He saw the purple moon on her forehead almost hidden by a lock of red gold hair. Actually, he thought, She is a beautiful creature. She reminded him of grass and sunshine. He pursed his lips. She even smells like flowers. He thought suddenly. I don't know why Dumbledor thought I needed an assistant. He heard her whimper. "No! Don't eat me!" Raising an eyebrow at what she might be dreaming he shook her. "Miss Pendragon!" She shot up looking at him strangely. "Where am I?" He frowned at her. She held her head in both hands as it dawned on her where she was. "Sorry," she muttered. "No matter." He said waving his hand. "Curios though, I wonder what was trying to eat you?" She gave him a funny look and mumbled, "The punching bag." Tightly restraining his smile he said, "You need to sleep go to your chambers." She chewed her lip bowing her head. "Can't sleep keep having nightmares." Snape looked at the top of her head. "I doubt you will have to worry about the punching bag, but if it does decide to crawl into your room tonight, I am right next door." She was silent. Snape mentally slapped himself. What am I saying? Though deep down he sympathized with her, knowing all too well what it was like to be haunted by night mares. She sniffed and looked at him "You don't understand ." He looked at her intently. "I haven't slept in months, I feel like I'm going crazy." Her gaze became distant. "The visions keep coming horrible things end of the world things." He shivered involuntarily. "I can stop them most of the time during the day but then they're twice as bad at night." Snape was silent, feeling her look at him he said, "Come with me." She stood wearily and him down the hallway to his chambers. "Sit." He commanded motioning to the couch. She sank into it gratefully. He unlocked one of his cabinets . After mixing several herbs together, he poured hot water in the mug with some honey figuring she was one for sweet tea and handed her the brew. She took it skeptically. "What is it?" He frowned at her. "Drink it will take away the dreams and should help you sleep." She sipped at it. Looking at him warily over the mug. He arched an eyebrow. "If I was going to poison you Miss Pendragon, I would have done so long before without your knowledge." She sipped again the sweet brew warming her belly. "Good, stay here while I go back and collect the papers. That way I will know if the potion works or not." She nodded. He walked down the hallway confident that his potion would work. When he came back he found her fast asleep curled on the couch a half of a cup of brew sitting on the coffee table. Obviously it worked. He thought. I'll have to carry her to her room. Seeing how peaceful she was he reconsidered. Ah bloody hell. He thought not wanting to disturb her. He pulled a satin quilt off of the bed and covered her up. He sat in the chair watching her sipping on a glass of red wine. Strange girl. He thought. She looks almost like the legendary Morrigane La Fay. He took another sip of his wine. She looks so childlike in her sleep it makes me wonder if she is the same woman who tried to kill the punching bag earlier. He watched her roll on her back tangling her legs in the quilt. She pursed her lips in her sleep making her face even more childlike. It was the first time Snape had ever watched anyone sleep. He smiled finding it amusing. I need to get some sleep myself. He finished the wine and crawled into bed putting the lights out with a whisper. A whimper sounded in the dark, then a loud moan. Snape tossed and turned. A loud scream pierced the silence. Snape jumped, nearly falling out of bed. "ILLUMINSO!" He hollered. The room was washed with a soft light. He went over to the couch where Merlina was moaning softly. He shook her. "Wake up." She still slept. "Wake up!" He hollered. Her eyes shot open and she grabbed his bare shoulders tightly. Her eyes were dark and deep. He felt her nails digging into his skin drawing blood. He winced. "They're coming." She whispered harshly, sending a chill down his spine. He realized she was not fully with him and shook her once more. "Wake up." She blinked and gave him a confused look. "Where am I?" He released her. "On my couch disturbing my sleep once again." She looked around with a frown remembering. "I'm sorry." She rose to leave. Snape grabbed her arm. "Where are you going?" She pulled away. "To my room so I don't disturb you any more." She looked at the half filled cup. "Thank you for trying to help." She went to the door, he followed. "It was only to help myself, madam, since you keep disturbing my rest." She looked at him with dark, haunted eyes causing him to feel like an ass. "Then I won't inconvenience you any longer." Her voice seemed lost and distant. Snape wanted to smack himself, knowing he couldn't help it. He watched her walk down the hallway never stopping at her room.
Chapter 4 coming to an agreement Morning found Snape looking out of one of the large windows facing the forest. He hadn't seen Merlina all morning and against his better judgment he felt concern. Everyone thought him an unfeeling bastard but he knew better. He just kept the façade up so he didn't get hurt. It was something he had done since childhood. Something coming out of the forest caught his sharp eyes. Merlina, He thought. What is she doing in the woods? He felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. He turned to face Sirius and crew. "What do you want?" He snarled. Sirius looked like he hadn't shaved in days. "Have you seen Lina?" Snape pointed to the woods where she had emerged from. "There." Seeing her crossing the yard Sirius's jaw tightened. "What is she doing there?" Snape gave him a cold look. "How am I suppose to know?" Sirius gave him a nasty look and turned down the hallway. Snape watched the group wondering much the same thing. Sirius met her at Hogwart's entrance. She tried to push past him. He grabbed her arm. "What are you doing?" Her gaze swept the small group as she pulled away. Her eyes were still ringed. James gave her a soft look. "Lina you look like hell." They held each other's gaze in silence. The others felt a stir in the air as did Snape who was not far behind. He stopped knowing the stir meant a great power was converging. The last time he had felt something like that was before the war with Voldamort. James's bright blue eyes widened in fear. Merlina turned away leaving the group behind barley noticing Snape who was frowning deeply. Sirius faced the young assistant. "What's wrong?" James looked at him. "She's scared." "Of what?" Asked Sirius. James shrugged. "I don't know but it has to be bad. She don't scare easily." George grunted, "It's probably Snape." James shook his head. "No it's bigger than that." Sirius sighed. "Then we better keep an eye on her." They all nodded in unison. Snape watched them leave then proceeded to his class musing over his own dark thoughts. Merlina was the last one to arrive in class. Snape watched her pass noticing a leaf still in her hair. "Miss Pendragon you're late!" She gave him an exasperated look and set her clipboard down. "Class read your chapter then we'll start." Merlina went to sit in her normal spot when she felt a heavy hand on her shoulder. She turned with her fists clenched. Snape held the leaf up. "Oh." She said relaxing. "I would appreciate it if you would keep your friends out of my class." He watched her jaw tighten as her lips drew into a thin line. Expecting a heated retort he braced himself. "Fine." She said barley audible and went to sit by the window. Disappointment washed over him. Some perverted part of him enjoyed arguing with her just to see the fire in her eyes. He scowled deeply and began the potion lesson. She silently went about her rounds helping the students. More than one noticed her sullenness. At the end of the day she left in silence. Snape sat at his desk sipping bitter tea feeling the beginnings of a headache. Merlina sunk into the couch watching Zoie. The large wolf was gnawing at a bone Sirius had given her. Sighing Merlina stood up and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Damn , I do look bad. She thought. She set up her contact cases and removed her lenses. When she looked back into the mirror one light blue eye and one light green eye looked back at her. She splashed some cold water on her face and ran her wet hands through her hair smoothing it and undoing some of the tangles with her fingers. She undressed and inspected her body frowning at her reflection. Between her breasts was an angry red and purple circular scar. She heard a knock at the door and threw her tank top and shorts on. "Hold on!" She opened the door to find herself graced with Snape's scowl. "I believe you forgot this." He handed her the clipboard. She took it silently and began to turn away. She felt a powerful hand grab her chin. Severous looked into her eyes. "Is that your true color?" A chill went down her spine. "Yes." She whispered. He her in his smoldering gaze a moment longer. "Disgusting, no wonder you wear contacts." Her eyes flashed. "Piss off." She felt his fingers tighten in her cheek before he released her. She slammed the door in his face. Snape smiled to himself. Her eyes didn't bother him that much actually he found it interesting, but he would never admit it to her. Unable to sleep, Snape roamed the corridors. For once much to his disappointment they were deserted. The soft sound of music floated towards him. Maybe, he thought,I was wrong. He followed the sound as it twisted and turned down the hallway. It reminded him faintly of a Celtic type music but somewhat different. The music lead him into the night air of the gardens. He stood in the shadows watching. On the stone benches sat Merlina James and a young student the potions master didn't recognize. The student was playing a guitar that overwhelmed his small frame. James helped him as Merlina played a set of silver panpipes. That child needs to be in his dorm. Snape thought angrily. She has no regard for the rules. Even though no rules had been broken something about the scene bothered him and made him want to interrupt it. Merlina was the first one to notice him looming over them. She gave him a curious look with her odd colored eyes. She could see the anger flash in his dark eyes, she braced herself mentally. "Snape." She drawled. The word made him feel slimy. Amazing how one word can do that. He thought. Out loud he said, "What this student doing up after hours?" Merlina looked at her companions before answering. "Practicing." He gave them a disdainful look. "Go back to your rooms and twenty points from your house whichever one that is." Merlina looked at the boy then at Snape trying to keep a straight face. Her eyes were filled with merriment. He growled at her. "What is so funny?" She laughed out loud , "The boy is in slytherian." As her statement sunk in his expression grew blacker. James felt a prickle of fear go down his spine. Merlina and Snape stared at each other as the boy got up bidding them goodbye. James and Merlina looked at each other then James nodded. "I will see you later." She smiled, watching him leave. "Please sit professor." Snape didn't want to sit but sat anyway. She was watching him as intently as he was watching her. The silence finally became unbearable. "What do you want?" He snapped. He could see her flinch slightly. Her eyes were still ringed and her face was still drawn and wary. She still isn't sleeping. He thought absently. "I just thought we could get to know each other." His expression never changed, making her feel like a fool. "Now why would I want to do that?" The statement dripped with venom. She sighed as if dealing with a fussy child. "Because, you are not the insufferable bastard you pretend to be and……." She grew silent, unable to stop himself he growled. "And?" She held his eyes. "To prove I am not the fraud you seem to think I am." He snorted. "How would you know what I think?" She shrugged. "There are many people in this world, you are but one of them." "And pray tell," He glared at her, "What is that suppose to mean?" She ran a hand through her hair. "There are many bastards in the world, I should know I've met many of them. You are not one of them." For once he was actually speechless. Could she see through his façade? Did she see through his illusions? He wondered. Still he refused to be baited so she could run to her friends laughing. "My dear," his voice was pure sarcasm, "I do not prefer to spend my time with happy little college freaks such as yourself." He seen her wince, almost feeling bad for being the cause of it. She nodded in resignation looking at her hands. "As you wish." She got up to leave stopping when he said, "What was that boy's name?" He could have sworn he heard her say something under her breath then louder, "Genesis Omega." He watched her disappear into the bowels of the school. "Genesis Omega?" He thought. Beginning and end? Is that a joke? If it is it's not funny. He scratched his chin. If that is the boy's real name I wonder who named him. He stood up not sure where he should go at first then decided to go to his rooms. Oh well, He thought, I'll have more than enough time to find out. The next morning as usual, Merlina entered the classroom ignoring Snape looking as if she never slept. He frowned at her. How long has this been going on? He thought, then How long is she going to last? His thoughts were interrupted by the students. He noticed a small blonde haired boy at the door. "Who are you?" He snapped. The boy handed him a parchment with Dumbledore's seal. "Genesis Omega." The boy said. Snape snorted. So that really is the boy's name. He thought as he slid a glance to Merlina. Her face was as cold as her two colored eyes. He wondered why she wasn't wearing her contacts. He motioned for the boy to be seated. "What house are you in?" He could have sworn he seen the corners of her mouth quirk but if they had there was no sign now. "Slytherian." The boy said. Snape shook his head knowing she found this funny. Her face never betrayed her emotions and finally he sighed taking his frustrations out on the class. Lunch came and went so did dinner without Merlina's presence. Snape wondered at it but came up blank. He left the dining hall hoping to run into her, disappointed when he didn't. As he approached his chambers he saw her with her head against the door to her room. Having heard his footfalls she looked at him forlornly. He fought with several feelings, wanting to help her, wanting to ignore her, wanting to kiss her, and wanting to scream at her to quit making him feel anything for her. Her eyes were dark with exhaustion as she smiled faintly. He had done some research on a new potion that was stronger than the last. He hoped she would let him test it. He approached her carefully, standing as close as he would allow himself. "How are you sleeping?" He asked. She looked into his face for something but his face was a rigid mask. "You know how I sleep sir." He nodded. "Then would you let me try something new?" She raised an eyebrow. "You want to help me?" He grunted. "No I am helping myself by making sure you do not interrupt my sleep at night and I can test a new potion I created." Confusion flashed across her face. "So you want me to be your lab rat?" A grin tugged at the corners of his mouth but he quickly hid it. "Of a sorts." She thought about it for a minute then sighed. "O.k. as long as it's not poison, but first I must walk Zoie." She opened the door and let the huge wolf out. Zoie sniffed Snape's robes wagging her tail. "Come with us then we'll perform your little experiment." Not really wanting to go but seeing no other way out he shrugged and followed them outside into the courtyard. Zoie frisked around barking like a little puppy. Snape watched in amusement. Merlina threw a stick ans the wolf brought it back. Merlina scratched her ear then turned to Snape. "Do you want to pet her?" Snape shook his head. She grinned and grabbed his hand. He gave her a shocked look his composure gone. She smiled and laid her hand on top of his guiding him. "Like this." She murmured. The animal's fur was soft and almost silky but the thing he noticed most was how hot Merlina's hand felt against his own. He buried his fingers in the dog's thick fur. This is actually quite pleasant. He thought. She took her hand away to let him pet the dog. He felt disappointed. No one had touched him in so long he had forgotten what it felt like. He realized he liked it. Probably more than I should. He thought. She watched him with amusement. He looked up seeing the merriment dancing in her eyes. "Aren't you afraid of me?" She shook her head. "No should I be?" His black eyes smoldered dangerously. "Yes." A grin broke across her face. "Maybe." She said softly. "You should be afraid of me." He studied her his eyes finally settling on her long graceful hands. They were hands that could comfort or inflict pain. He then looked at his own not seeing much of a difference. "Now why on earth should I be afraid of a child such as yourself?'' She lifted his chin to stare into his eyes. A chill crawled from her fingertips down his spine. "Because," She began, "I am not what I seem." She saw his eyes glint dangerously. "Neither am I." Her smile became almost bestial. "Ah, but I know more about you than you think. You know nothing about me." He snorted and pulled away from her. "I know enough." She frowned. "Like what professor?" Waving his hand he said. "You are at the top of your class, you and your friends are very close, you have your own ideas on how things should be done. You are a typical college ninny." She kept her laughter restrained. "Is that all?" He nodded glaring at her. "Professor, I know you are more observant than that. Tell me the truth." She touched his knee. "Please." That one word had cut him deeper than any she had ever said. He couldn't refuse. "You are a loner most of the time, you are strong and intelligent." She chuckled. "You are observant and secretive." He paused not wanting to give her the satisfaction of how much he knew. She raised an eyebrow. "And?" He looked at her thoughtfully. "You seem to have a mental link with James." He watched to see her reaction. "You're right, I do have a link with James." He couldn't help but ask. "Is he?" She watched his face. His jaw tightened. "My boyfriend? Fiancé? No." Not knowing what to say he simply said, "Is there?" She shook her head. "No, no one can stand me." How could any one not want to be with her? He thought. Out loud he said. "I don't believe that." Her smile became a tight line. "Believe it." He watched the wolf run towards the woods. "Why?" She studied his profile. He reminded her of a black wolf. "Because they say I am obnoxious, driven to the point of insanity, violent, moody, inflexible, and have unrealistic expectations of myself and others." He looked at her. She couldn't read his expression. "You also have insomnia." She nodded. "That too." He looked back to the forest. "You don't seem that bad." She laughed the sound was rich. "You obviously don't know that many women." He looked down at his hands his dark hair covering his face. "No but the ones I do know I wish I didn't." Curiously, she leaned towards him. "Why?" He turned to look at her. Their faces were inches apart. "My dear," He drawled, "I'm sure you have met Professors Sprout and Trelawney?" He could see the grin on her lips. "I have." She said. "Then you know how they act." She nodded he raised an eyebrow. "Need I say more?" Not able to keep it back anymore, she chuckled. When she composed herself she said. "You poor man." Surprising himself he smiled back. It was a good feeling not only to smile but to find someone who actually understood him. "I believe we should go back now." She nodded rising when he did. She whistled for Zoie. The dog followed trying to sniff under the potion master's robes. He shooed her away making her bark at him. "Silly dog." He muttered. Merlina chuckled. They found Sirius in the hallway. He gave them a suspicious look. "Are you alright?" His question was directed at Merlina but he glared at Snape who stood as cold and as emotionless as a statue. Sirius bent down to scratch the wolf's ear. "What do you mean?" Merlina inquired sweetly. Only Snape noticed it dripped with venom. "I told James I would keep an eye on you." She bit back an angry remark. Damn him. She thought. Out loud she said carefully. "You tell him I am fine. I am helping the professor with an experiment and he needn't worry so." She flexed her hand wanting to smack the look of concern off of Sirius's face. He felt sorry for her, she hated that. He never took the time to really know her thinking she was only friends with James and crew because they felt sorry for her and watched over her like a little sister. If only he knew the truth. She thought. Now James is an other matter, we are bonded, and he can pick up on my feelings. She thought, much to her disappointment. She frowned watching Sirius shrug and walk down the hallway. Snape saw the muscles in her jaw tighten. "You should be pleased." She shot him a look of pure malice. "He is quite good looking." She caught the mirth in his voice. "I am sure sex would never be boring, Miss Pendragon." His eyes twinkled. She snorted. "If he is such a fine catch why don't you chase him?" Surprise at how much of himself he heard in her voice he replied. "I'm allergic to dogs." She gave him an evil look. "Me too." He chuckled . She looked thoughtful for a moment. "Anyway, doggie style is not my favorite position." He raised an eyebrow. "That was more than I needed to know." She laughed as they continued down the hallway to his chambers
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