Over the next few weeks, Serena could barely even look at Severus, much less speak to him. She was simply furious with him for doing nothing but watching as Voldemort murdered her brother; Snape’s childhood friend. And as much as she hated to admit it, Severus had been right: his words did not bring closure… They made everything so much worse.
The days passed uneventfully, and she fell from vicious anger into cold bitterness. Her temper was short, and she tended to express her pent-up emotions on the students; the House points were positively flying. It didn’t help that she wasn’t sleeping well, for at night she w
Kat remained at Hogwarts till after supper, when she and Serena went down into Hogsmeade for a catch-up and a drink or two. They talked long into the night about anything and everything – mostly concerning Kat’s recent travels in search of wand materials, as well as Serena’s experiences teaching at Hogwarts.
“So,” said Kat eventually. “You haven’t talked to Snape at all? I thought you would’ve jumped at the chance.”
Serena rolled her eyes. “Believe me, it’s not for lack of trying. He’s been avoiding me like the plague.”
Kat shrugged. “Thatȁ
Severus thought that he had arrived early for the Advanced Potions class, only to find that two of the tables had already filled with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. He found a seat at an empty table and surveyed the room. Not many students qualified to take N.E.W.T. level potions. He was one of the chosen few who had continued to this level with Professor Slughorn's endorsement.
"You're a natural at potions, Severus!" his Head of House exclaimed as he reviewed his O.W.L. results and approved his sixth year schedule. "You and Miss Evans were among only four students who achieved an Outstanding on their Potions O.W.L.!"
The mention of Lily's
The arrival of the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons visitors caused quite the stir among students and staff alike. The start of the Triwizard Tournament was finally here, and an excited and eager air settled over the Great Hall as everyone filed in for the long-awaited feast.
The Hogwarts staff entered the Hall once the students had settled themselves at their tables. Professor McGonagall led the way to the staff table while Dumbledore and the Heads of the visiting schools brought up the rear. Five extra chairs had been added to the table, and the guests sat on either side of Dumbledore; Professor Karkaroff of Durmstrang on his right and Madame Max
"I would like to introduce to you your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Serena Wolfsbane!"
Every head in the Great Hall was turned to face the main doors, through which now strode a young-looking witch. She was rather tall, slim, and pale with long, dark brown hair that swayed in time with the hem of her robes as she walked. Her head was held high and she wore a confident expression, as if she expected no less than to have every eye in the room on her. And so it was: everyone watched as she made her way towards the staff table, including a certain stern-looking, greasy-haired wizard.
Professor Severus Snape had never felt
"All right, Snivellus?" called an unfriendly voice.
Slytherin fifth-year Severus Snape dropped his school bag and made for his wand, but James Potter was too quick for him.
"Expelliarmus!"
Snape's wand flew out of his hand. He lunged for it, but was promptly knocked off his feet by Potter's Impediment Curse. Potter and his friends advanced on him, taunting him, while a small crowd gathered to watch and many others turned their heads towards the commotion. A pair of Hufflepuff second-year girls sat a few meters away, watching with rapt attention as the scene unfolded. Well, one of them was sitting. The other had jumped to her feet and was br
Hey, I'm the co-author of the fanfic. It hit a snag when this past school year came up, and we're trying to get everything sorted back out. So sorry for the hiatus