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How the other half lived	By : MusicLady2009 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 1881 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 5

Back to Work

                The next day came far too early for Chris. She bustled out of bed a few minutes later than she wanted to and was then in a rush from the moment her feet touched the floor. She dressed, like she always did on the first day, in strictly muggle clothing. For Chris, A long, denim skirt, pale blue cotton top and white flats made up her usual attire on the first day of school. She got her classroom in order and waited for the first wave of students to arrive. This was one of her easier classes, 4^th year Hufflepuffs. They tend to be a studious lot, and mostly believe what she has to say. This year proved to be no different, with no arguments when she passed out ball point pens and spiral bound notebooks. She goes through her class efficiently and to the point, they wouldn’t be starting any real teaching in her class until tomorrow. Chris spent her morning silently dreading an event later in the afternoon, her final class of the day, Fifth year Slytherins. These are kids that are in her class only because they heard how easy it is. Some of them are truly interested in the beginning but usually, by the end of the first month or 2, even they have fallen under the peer pressure and are spouting “Pure blood” nonsense in their papers.

                Sure enough, the last class of the day came entirely too soon for Chris. She watched them come in and sit, grumbling as they did so, at the fact that she had assigned them seats. She found it makes things a little easier on her if she tries to keep groups of friends apart. At least that seemed to keep the ugly comments from being whispered and giggled over the whole class. She began class by taking roll and then passed out a small questionnaire.

                “It’s not a quiz, I promise, no grades on this one, but I do want your best so that I know where we all stand,” She told them as she walked down the aisle handing out papers. She waited a little bit and then collected them. She placed them on top of the stack of papers to be marked on her desk. Might as well put the difficult ones first, so the others won’t seem as bad. She thought. She turned around and handed out pens and notebooks. There was more grumbling as they looked at them, and some even stating that they won’t use them no matter what. Chris just sighed and soon dismissed them, assigning them to read their book’s first chapter before the end of the week. She watched them go and then plopped down at her desk chair. She pulled out a red pen – if her students couldn’t use quills, neither would she – and began marking. The Slytherin papers weren’t nearly as bad as she had expected. She was beginning to feel some encouragement. It wasn’t until she got to the last paper that her faith in things changed. The name on the paper was Thomas Trenton, and the first answer was enough for her and it just got worse.

The entire page was covered with slurs against muggles and muggle borns and especially against his mother. Chris sighed and stood, rubbing the bridge of her nose where a headache was just beginning to form. She took the paper and started the walk down to the dungeons thinking that perhaps the air and a short walk would help; at least it would if Snape behaved himself.

                Chris stopped before Snape’s office door. She straightened her robes and settled her thin framed reading glasses on top of her head before knocking lightly.

“Enter,” came the cool, annoyed voice from within.

Chris opened the door and stepped into the room, she offered Severus a smaller version of her usual smile. Chris had long ago dropped her hatred of Severus Snape. She understands that a lot of things happened when they were kids that never should have. She even admitted, to herself, that some of the things they found to pick on him about may have been her friend’s own faults. The fact that he was at Hogwarts as a Professor means that Dumbledore trusts him. Those things all together were enough to convince Chris to be civil, and also enough for her to understand that it is easier for her to be civil than for him. He was the one being hurt, and maybe one day she will get up the nerve to say “I’m sorry”… but that is not today.

“Good afternoon, Severus,” she says as she entered the dimly lit office. The walls were lined with shelves. The lower shelves held row upon row of books of all shapes and sizes. The upper shelf held bottles and vials and jars, some with strange and foreign creatures floating in them. Chis tried not to look at some particularly nasty specimens as she approached the desk. “I know it’s earlier in the year than I normally have to do this, but I have a student to bring to your attention.”

Snape just nodded and motioned Chris to a chair in front of his desk. Chris took the offered seat and handed him the paper. As he looked over the paper, Chris sat, still looking around and waited patiently for him to comment. After a few moments he looked up at her.

“I will have him moved to another class, and send an owl to his parents,” he said, handing her the paper back.

“If you would, just tell them the class was full.”

“Don’t want them thinking you can’t handle your students?” Snape sneered, this was obviously his opinion.

“No,” she snapped back, her head now pounding in her ears as her headache escalated. “If you read number 15, his mother will not let him return home this summer if he doesn’t take my class. He has no desire to learn what I have to teach, and I will not force things on a student who does not wish to learn. However, I do care a great deal about all the students here, no matter their house or their beliefs, and I do not wish to see his future hindered because of an elective he doesn’t wish to take.” Chris looked him in the eye as she finished her rant, his expression was unreadable. She held his gaze, even though those black eyes seemed to cut through her, to see deep within to the things she hides…fear, insecurity, and loneliness…things no one ever sees from the outside. After a few moments Severus stood without a word and retrieved a small vial of green potion from a shelf.

“For your head,” he said as he handed it to her. “I will see to Trenton, he will not be in your class on Monday.”

Chris looked at him a moment longer before she stood and took the vial from him.

“Thank you.” She uncorked the vial and the brief thought crossed her mind that it may be poisoned. She hesitated only a moment before drinking it anyway and then met his eyes, handing him the empty vial. “For the potion and for handling this.” He nodded and stepped behind her to open the door.

“Good day, Severus,” she said brightly to him, her headache already quickly fading, he nodded, watched her go, and closed the door behind her, wondering for a few moments on the things that had been floating through her head.
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