Mistress of Slytherin | By : RickyRoo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 5223 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s Note: I’m sorry I didn’t mention this before, but as this
fiction is set during the Chamber of Secrets, there is a fiction preceding
Mistress of Slytherin. It is called Journey to Passion. That fiction will
include all of the details pertaining to Jessica and how she became involved
with Snape. I hope that you’ll read it before continuing with Mistress of
Slytherin!!! It didn’t receive a single review stating that it was a waste of
time, so I can guarantee that if this fiction sparks your interest, Journey to
Passion will as well! Thanks! … and enjoy! ~ Lara
Chapter One – The New Professor
It was already the first
of September.
Silhouetted on the dark
horizon, high on the cliff over the lake, stood the many turrets and towers of
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Its spotless corridors, classrooms
and dormitories hadn’t been as sparkling clean as they were now since the
previous September 1st. Each painting and suit of armour stood or
hung gleaming in the empty, moonlit corridors. The professors had all prepared
classroom lessons necessary to educate the witches and wizards of tomorrow.
The unique and
exceptional professors of Hogwarts had all congregated at the Head Table
overlooking the four House tables stretching down along the vast length of the
Great Hall. They were all chatting amongst themselves and were eagerly
anticipating the arrival of their students – all exceptionally eager, except
for one.
Professor Severus Snape
was hardly the one to look forward to the beginning of a whole new year of
teaching at Hogwarts. It was almost easier to look forward to a Death Eater’s
meeting than it was the first of September. Condemned to teaching at the
acclaimed school of witchcraft and wizardry for the last eleven years and what
for he thought would be eternity, Professor Severus Snape, Master of Potions,
Head of Slytherin – dread the first of September more than any other day of the
year.
Snape hated every day of
the school year, but each less and less as every new day meant it was one day
closer to the last day of classes. The last day of school meant two months of
either time of solitude, or time spent in the company of the one person in his
life who he considered a true friend. Even more than a friend, she was his
adherent, his conscience, his soul deep desire, and oddly enough, she was
determined to be the bane of his existence.
Her name, Jessica Van
Eden.
Snape had met her the
previous school year, on Halloween night to be exact. After practicing medicine
in the Muggle world for six years, Jessica had been taken into the safety of
Hogwarts for protection from the Death Eaters who had murdered her mother,
Espiranza Van Eden, the daughter of Albus Dumbledore’s youngest sister,
Guinevere de Marquis. Not only was Jessica the grandniece of the famous and
powerful AlDumbDumbledore, but also the undisclosed and illegitimate daughter
of the world’s most feared dark wizard, the villainous Lord Voldemort.[1]
With a renowned and
quite remarkable pair of emerald green eyes like her mothers’, skin like ivory
and a long, dark curtain of silky hair, it took no effort for Severus Snape to
melt in her tender embrace. In fact, that was precisely where he had spent
of
of the last two months. With Headmaster Dumbledore’s permission, Snape had
taken Jessica back to her native London, then on to Paris, Rome and then
Athens. They had returned to Hogwarts with enough time for Snape to prepare for
the coming school year, but to his utter pleasure, they had returned with not
quite enough time to meet this years new professors – the Defence Against the
Dark Arts professor particularly.
“Come on now, Severus,”
Jessica whinged as she squeezed his hand and practically dragged him along the
wide, open corridor. “He simply can’t be any worse than the last one,
can he?”
Snape glanced over at
Jessica and rolled his eyes, bearing a look of doubt. “One cannot compare the
likes of a babbling imbecile to someone as smug and self-righteous as Gilderoy
Lockhart,” he said, slowly sounding Lockhart’s name out as if he had a
mouthful of dirt. “The Headmaster’s decision to appoint that
superous ous son of a Bludger as the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is
incomprehensible! I find it both
insulting and humiliating to think that the Headmaster believes he is
the most worthy and knowledgeable contender.”
Jessica quietly cleared
her throat and ran her hand up and down along the sleeve of Snape’s black
robes. “Well, I’m quite certain his expertise in the area of the Dark Arts
exceeds that of Potion making. He doesn’t have the patients you do, Love. He’s
quick, eager and risky it seems. It’s rather obvious he has an absence of
caution, care and precision.”
Professor Snape bent his
brows together and looked down his shoulder into Jessica’s emerald eyes. “And
just how might you know so much about him?” he asked irritably while
making a face that made Jessica think he really did have dirt in his mouth.
“I’ve read some of his
books,” Jessica retorted. “Haven’t you?”
“Of course I have,”
Snape hissed, his uncanny words slipping off his tongue reassuringly. “Know
your enemies better than your allies,” he advised again in his low, velvety
voice that was both delight and torment to her ears. “Did your uncle not teach
you that?”
“Gilderoy Lockhart is
NOT your enemy, Severus!” Jessica assured in the most confident tone she could
muster. “Where do you get such an idea?”
“Straight from his
published work,” Snape said. Jessica watched as his pace quickened and his long
strides became even longer. Even as his anger and frustration escalated and his
pace became heavier, Snape still moved smoothly and soundlessly while his cloud
of black robes billowed dramatically behind him in his wake.
“I began by reading ‘Voyages
with Vampires,’” he continued. “A rather catchy title, I suppose.
Nevertheless, I felt that it would be in my best interest to continue
familiarizing myself with his accomplishments should he and I ever cross
paths. Rather ironic now, I say.” He cocked an eyebrow and looked shrewdly at
Jessica.
Jessica returned his
glare with a harsh look of her own. “You’re worrying for nothing, Love.”
“I am not worried,”
Snape retorted sharply. “You know damned well that I will not lose any sleep
worrying about that bloody imbecile.”
“Then stop getting so
uptight about meeting him!” Jessica demanded rather sternly. “You’ve put it off
long enough. Now is the time to forget about all the things you’ve read about
him and start paying attention to the real thing. Perhaps then you’ll figure
out why he got the job, and you didn’t.”
Snape’s heavy footsteps
came to a sudden halt, his outstretched hand grasped Jessica’s arm tightly and
spun her around to face him. Glowering down at her, Snape angrily flickered his
gaze back and forth between each of Jessica’s emerald eyes and his brows drew
together in a menacing scowl. He held Jessica’s arms tight in his hands as his
black, empty eyes bore into her.
“Don’t you dare look at
me that way Severus Snape,” Jessica said without even flinching under his
intensity. With one swift motion she freed herself from his grasp and took one
step back. “You know I don’t mean that to insult you. The point I’m
trying to make is that there is a good reason my e che chose Gilderoy Lockhart
instead of you, and the sooner you find out what that reason is, the better.
You’ll most likely have a better chance at the job next year,” she said more
softly.
Snape relaxed the
muscles in his face and even let the corner of his mouth turn up into a half
smile. He lifted his hand back up to Jessica’s arm and affectionately began to
rub her where he had grabbed her. “Perhaps I will just have you find out
everything for me,” he suggested teasingly. “Merlin knows that would be
an easy task for you to pull off.”
“Oh stop it, Severus. If
you’re so concerned about representing your own House, then why don’t you
wear a touch of green instead of that dreadfully depressing colour all the
time?”
“You know wot.”ot.”
Jessica shrewdly raised
her eyebrows. “And I also know that Minerva isn’t too concerned about wearing
her colours either. I already saw her this evening dressed from head to toe in
dark green robes.”
A silence followed
Lockhart’s introduction. Jessica looked up angrily at Snape and saw his lip
curling slightly. “This is our Potions Master, Severus Snape,” Jessica
announced once she was sure Snape had no intention to introduce himself. “He has
been anxious to meet you, Gilderoy.”
Snape released a heavy
breath. “Anxious, indeed.” He then reached his hand out and shook with
Lockhart.
“Ooh, that’s quite a
grip,” Lockhart said. He pulled his hand away rather quickly and Jessica looked
down at Snape’s white knuckles. “What a sport! I like that!” Lockhart recovered
enthusiastically; although Jessica could see him tenderly rubbing the hand
Snape had shook. “Wow, what a year this is going to be! You’re quite an
adventurer yourself, aren’t you, Severus? You’ll have to tell me all about
yourself one of these days. I have met very few men in my travels like you.”
Snape’s left eyebrow
curved slightly. “I somehow doubt that.” The cruelty in his voice was brutally
evident now, yet Lockhart didn’t seem to realize that he was the target of
Snape’s bitter behaviour. Jessica could feel Snape’s loathing for the new
professor escalate with every passing moment and knew that if she didn’t try to
end the conversation soon, the grudge would only intensify.
“Well Gilderoy, I do
hope that you’ll enjoy it here at Hogwarts,” Jessica said sincerely. “You
certainly deserve it.”
As she could have
predicted – and had been counting on - Jessica’s last comment earned her a
particularly snide look from Snape, which she ignored. After the audacity Snape
had to start talking about her like that, Jessica intended to ignore him
throughout the duration of the evening. And, to ensure that it left a scar in
his memory, Jessica had it in mind to devote her attention to someone who
wouldn’t try to demean her heritage.
“Why thank you my dear,”
Lockhart said full-heartedly. “And I do hope that you and I will have plenty of
time to meet again. I do intend to write a book all about my experience
teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts.” He leaned a little bit closer to her
and whispered into her ear, “I certainly look forward to dedicating an entire
chapter to you, my lady. I hope that later this week you will stop by my
chambers to arrange an interview.”
“We’ll see.” Jessica
smiled again and allowed for Lockhart to kiss her hand one more time. His lips
were soft and warm and felt exceptionally gentle against her skin.
Lockhart winked as he
backed away from her and then whipped his wand out from his aquamarine robes
and mred red a quick incantation before a single red rose appeared in his hand.
Lockhart bowed as he held it out for Jessica to take.
“Goodness,” Jessica
whispered as she hesitantly stretched her hand out, “it’s beautiful, Gilderoy.”
“But not nearly as
beautiful as you are,” Lockhaaid aid in his most charming voice.
“What a lovely shade,”
Snape hissed derisively. “It matches your gown perfectly, and it is just as
appropriate I might add.”
Hg mig missed their
previous quarrel over Jessica’s attire, Lockhart failed to hear the intended
insult in Snape’s voice. He just stood smiling, bearing his bright white teeth
until Snape could no longer bear his company.
“Come along Miss Van
Eden,” Snape said and began leading Jessica away. “I will gladly help you find
a place to put that.”
[1] For details
pertaining to Jessica’s conception, se fan fanfic titled ‘Journey to Passion’
chapter 6 and 17. To learn all about Jessica, just read the whole bloody thing.
*wink*
[2] Jessica had
been cursed in Chapter 16 in JtP.
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