Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Assistant ❯ First Day = Hell ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: Helllllllo! I didn't put one of these in my first chapter…Tee Heeeee…oh well. Just wanted to say thank you for taking the time reading my story…okay I can't exactly add more to this but Read and REVIEW!!!!!!

 

 

Charly woke up the next morning to water running in the bathroom. She sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes until she could see clearly.

“Arr!” she screamed randomly and started laughing. The water stopped running and a few moments later Snape appeared in the door frame fully clothed. “I would love to know how you do that!” But Snape just stared at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Breakfast is in a half hour, so I'd get ready if I were you.” He said and then sat down on the couch.

“So I'd get ready if I were you.” Charly mocked as she closed the bathroom door, “I'll show him how to get ready fast.” She took out her wand and turned the shower on, then took off her clothes. She felt the water to make sure it was warm, and then stepped into the shower. Charly washed her hair and body in a record breaking five minutes and then hurried out. She took her wand and dried her hair into curly locks, and then got dressed. As fast as she could, she cleaned up the bathroom and opened the door to see Snape sitting on the couch reading a text book.

“I underestimated you. You were done a whole 20 minutes earlier than I thought you'd be.” He said without looking up from the book. Charly gaped at him and then smiled discreetly.

“He underestimated me…that must mean he thinks highly of me now... what am I thinking? I don't even know the guy.” She thought and watched Snape stand up. “Where are you going?” she asked and started following him.

“To breakfast, where else?”

“Why are you going so early?”

“This way I can patrol the corridors.”

“What do the students do that makes you have to patrol the corridors?”

“They have the tendency to…misbehave.”

“But what…” Charly started, but then she had a finger in front of her face.

“Ms. Chip, you don't need to bombard me with questions.” Snape snapped. Charly moved out of the way of his finger and looked him straight in the eye, anger running through every single one of her veins.

“I think I'll go to breakfast myself then, Professor Snape!” she emphasized his name as if it had a horrible definition. She then walked away from him, but Snape caught himself smirking. Charly looked back and noticed the smirk on his face, and then she gave him a rude hand gesture. Snape's smirk turned into a chuckle, but then Charly was out of eyesight. “Does he honestly find humor out of that?” she screamed in her head, and then saw Harry with two of his friends. She walked past them unnoticed and made her way to the staff table.

“Good morning Charly.” Dumbledore greeted and noticed her anger, “Is everything alright?”

“Yes sir, everything is just fine.” She strained a smile.

“Surely something is agitating you? Perhaps you should talk to him?”

“After what just happened, I don't think he'll want to talk to me.”

“So there is a problem…” Dumbledore smiled and Charly gasped. She gave him a look that said “you weren't supposed to figure that out” and then said, “I know of many things Charly.” Mystified by his knowledge she looked down and then when she looked back up he wasn't there. (UH OH! Where did he go?) She ate her food and then went back to the dungeons without seeing Snape. She noticed some of the first years in the classroom already. They stopped talking when Charly was at the front of the room. “You can keep talking. Class hasn't officially started, and Professor Snape isn't here yet.” She said and the students immediately went back to talking. A few minutes passed and Snape still wasn't there, and there were only two more minutes until class started. Once the class was full and the signal (so people knew that class had started) went off Charly rose and the room fell silent.

“She's pretty.” She heard on of the girls say and couldn't help herself from smiling. (Self centered!!))

“Good morning class. As you may know, I'm Professor Chip and this is potions.” A few students snickered in the back, “now that I've stated the obvious for you two in the back, you will open your book to page one. Professor Snape did not leave me a lesson plan so bare with me.” She laughed at herself and then one of the students raised their hand. “yes?”

“Where is Professor Snape?” the boy asked.

“That, my dear boy, is an excellent question. I'll ask him whenever he gets back.” She replied and continued with her lesson, “Read chapter one and take notes on whatever you feel is interesting. Keep in mind I expect at least six inches of parchment. When you're done bring it up to me, and when everybody is done (unless Professor Snape returns) you can have the rest of the period to chat” With that the whole class put their nose to the book and Charly sat down waiting for one of them to finish. After 20 minutes a small boy with glasses walked up to her with his notes and she smiled at him. He blushed as he walked back to his seat and then a few more people brought up their papers, and within ten minutes the rest of the class had turned them in. “Was it easy?” Charly asked and then there were mumbles throughout the room. “As promised you may all talk amongst yourselves now.” The class slowly started to increase their volume when Snape threw the door open causing the room to fall completely silent.

“What have they been doing besides,” he paused and looked around the room, “talking?”

“Well, you see, I had them read chapter one in the book and write six inches of parchment on what they thought was interesting about it.” Charly explained

“On what they thought was interesting?” Snape repeated

“Did I stutter?” Charly replied slightly annoyed and the class started smiling.

“No, but why would be of any use to me to know what they `thought' was interesting?”

“Maybe because it would be easier for them to learn if they actually enjoyed what you were teaching them!”

“Who do you think you are?”

“Professor Snape, you don't need to bombard me with questions.” And with a feeling of triumph she left the dungeon. Snape was left speechless in the room; he had never felt like that before. He dismissed class and ran after Charly, but didn't know where she went. He took a right and then saw her robes billowing behind her as she walked.

“Ms. Chip! Ms. Chip, I am calling you!” he yelled and Charly finally listened.

“What do you want?” she asked as she whipped around to stare at him. For the first time Snape noticed that her eyes were a murky green color. Quickly he came back to reality and tried to scold her.

“For what you did back there, I should have you sacked,” Snape started and noticed her confidence deflate some. He actually pitied her and said, “But since it is only your first day and that was a clever display, I will let it slide.” Charly was so relieved that she could have hugged Snape, but thought that would be pushing her luck. Her confidence built up again and she smiled.

“I knew you wouldn't sack me.” She beamed, “You can't resist the competition.”

“The temptation is killing me.” He said unenthusiastically, and Charly rolled her eyes. The two walked back to the dungeons as all the students started filing out of their classrooms. The next class went by a lot easier, but the students were expecting an argument that the first years had described. After that class was dismissed the two of them had a free period before lunch.

“This is quite stressful.” Charly sighed and then sat down in one of the desks. Snape was grading some of the papers from the first years and glaring at the results.

“Some of the students wrote about insignificant topics.” He said reading a paper from Henry Jacobson.

“What does it say?” Charly asked and Snape handed her the paper, “Potions for me is uninteresting and unnecessary. The things I find important are Quidditch and health. Without health there would be no Quidditch and…” The paper went on about his interest in Quidditch.

“This is why I don't care much about what they think is interesting.” Snape stated and Charly gaped at him.

“Things like this should be taken into account though.” She said changing the look on her face to make it more professional. “You should give him a `P' and tell him to stay on the topic assigned.”

“Why not give him a `D'?”

“He at least told you that he thought potions was uninteresting.” She stated matter-of-factly, and Snape shot her a glare. They continued to grade papers, and finished right when lunch began.

“Shall we go to lunch, Ms. Chip?” he asked as she put her last remark on the paper.

“Yeah, just let me put this paper away and then we'll be off.” Charly said standing up. She put the paper on Snape's desk and pushed the hair out of her face. She followed him down the dark corridor and then into the Great Hall. The journey was in silence and Charly tripped over her robes a few times since Snape walked so fast. Once they reached the staff table and had food on their plates Snape started speaking.

“How's your first day going?” he surprised himself

“Had a rough start,” she laughed and noticed a smirk on his face, “but all in all it's been nice and enjoyable.”

“I'm glad to hear that.” A familiar voice said. When Charly looked around she saw Dumbledore smiling as he sat down for lunch. Snape finished eating and stood up, but Charly hadn't finished.

“I'll go get the classroom ready for the next class.” He said as he left. Charly was smiling as she watched him leave and Dumbledore took notice.

“I noticed you two are seeing eye to eye now.” He smiled but didn't make eye contact.

“Yes, he almost sacked me, but then he said I was clever.” She put on a puzzled look, “Rather strange, eh? He doesn't seem like the person to comment like that.”

“Maybe you two are seeing more than eye to eye.” His words came out almost in rhythm and then Charly noticed she was done eating.

“I'm not sure what you mean…”

“In due time my child.”

“Good day sir.”

“Good day Charly.” Dumbledore said and then Charly left at a rather speedy pace. She was almost out of the Great Hall when Harry, Ron, and Hermione stopped her.

“Ms. Charly, is it true that you and professor Snape had a fight during class?” Harry asked not sure whether to smile or look serious. (So he had a pretty funny looking face. Tee hee.)

“Um…we did have a bit of an argument, but no physical violence.” She explained awkwardly and then looked at Ron and Hermione.

“Oh, these are my friends Ron, and Hermione.” Harry introduced the two people standing awkwardly in front of Charly.

“Pleasure meeting you, but I have to go help Professor Snape prepare for the next class.”

“We'll see you there,” Ron said, “We're in that class.” With that Charly nodded and then headed toward the dungeons at her speedy pace. She walked in and, for reasons unknown to herself, she smiled when she saw Snape. He was cleaning up his desk a little when he noticed her.

“Hello Ms. Chip, good to know you finished your lunch,” he paused and looked up at her, “finally.” Charly made her way over to his desk and gingerly drummed her fingers on the edge of it.

“So, are we brewing a potion next class?” she asked hopefully and when Snape nodded she beamed.

“The students should start arriving soon now.” He said as he went underneath his desk. Charly was swinging her wand around absentmindedly as she pondered of what potion they would be brewing. Whilst she was swinging her wand Snape's sleeve became attached to the bottom of the desk.

“What are you doing down there anyway?” Charly asked peering curiously over the desk.

“I dropped a vile of beetle's eyes, and I need that for the potion.” He said and then he found it. He tried to get up, but ended up collapsing back down. Charly couldn't contain her laughter, but rushed to his aid.

“What happened?” she looked at him and then saw his attached sleeve, “Okay…how did that happen?”

“I'm not sure…do you know how to unattach it without ripping my robes?” he mumbled and then Charly flicked her wand, but got herself stuck to the desk,

“Oh…now that's not fair.” She said turning a light pink. By this time the students were staring to come in, and wondering where the professors were. Snape growled at Charly and she smiled uneasily.

“This isn't exactly what I had in mind about getting close to the professor.” Charly thought to herself and then magically (Ha! Magic!) was free from the desk.

“How did you do that!?” Snape asked in a hushed whisper.

“I just wasn't focusing…I don't know…” she said and then tried to free him, but ended up tearing his robe in the process. She gasped and the whole class looked around. “Sorry Professor! Reparo!” As if it were “magic” (Again! This magic stuff!) Snape's robes were as good as new. He quickly stood up to greet the students as he usually did, but received strange looks from them. To make it worse Charly stood up and the class gave each other looks.

“Looks like Snape's assistant isn't only good at potions.” Malfoy snickered to a girl next to him.

“Excuse me, you, with the blonde hair. What is your name?” Charly asked right after his comment.

“Draco Malfoy.” He replied with a devilish grin.

“I would expect you to keep your dirty comments to yourself. Five points from your house.” She said calmly but had a look like she meant it. Harry started laughing but Snape hushed him.

“Today we are going to be brewing a very dangerous potion so I suggest you be extra careful.” He shot a look at Neville and then with the flick of his wand the ingredients and page number were on the chalk board.

“What potion are they making?” Charly asked Snape

“If they do it correctly, they should end up with Maximus Elixir.” (Don't ask) he replied, monitoring the classroom with his beady eyes. Already he could see students making mistakes, except for Hermione. (DUH!) Charly walked to Neville, who was having some difficulty extracting the right amount of snake venom. Once she got him sorted out, she walked back to where Snape was and sat down.

“How do you think they're doing?” she asked

“I'd say that if you hadn't helped Longbottom, the room would be on fire.” He said and continued to observe the room, “Ms. Granger, if Mr. Weasley wishes to pass this class then he'd better get the answers himself. He won't always have you around to help him.” The frizzy hair girl turned pink with embarrassment and Charly walked next to her.

“Hey just a little reassurance, I used to help my friends all the time.” She said with a wink and Hermione smiled. All of a sudden there was a high pitched whistling coming from Ron's cauldron.

“Weasley! What did you do!?” barked Snape

“I…all I d-did was add w-water, s-sir.” He trembled and then Snape's eyes widened.

“Everybody out! Get out!” he yelled and ushered the kids out of the room. Charly, too, helped but then took out her wand and cast a spell on the cauldron. The whistling stopped and the two professors went in for a closer look, but then the potion exploded. Charly screamed and she flew back onto a table, and Snape was knocked down to the floor. The two of them were unconscious as the students came back in.

“My potion killed the professors.” Ron groaned and put his face in his hands.

“Not quite, Weasley.” Snape grunted as he wobbled to stand up. He limped his way over to where Charly was and saw that she was still unconscious. He felt for a pulse and was relieved to feel it, and then he picked her up. “Class…dismissed…” he said but none of the students left. They made way for him, and then followed him to the hospital wing.

“Hello Severus…oh my! What happened!?” Madame Pomfrey gasped as she saw the woman in his arms.

“A potion exploded and she must have hit her head on the table she landed on.” He said and then Charly started moving in his arms.

 

She opened her eyes and saw a scary greasy haired git named Snape. She screamed until he dropped her, and because of her condition she died……..lol I'm only joking

 

When she opened her eyes she couldn't see anything but blurry figures, and her mind was in a confused state.

“Don't let go…” she whispered faintly and then became limp again. The students that had followed were crowding the entrance until Madame Pomfrey shooed them away.

“Put her down on a cot, and I'll fix her something.” She said and then went into her office. Snape did as he was told and then sat down at the foot of the bed. Snape stared at Charly and watched her inhale and exhale. A few minutes later Madame Pomfrey came back with a pair of bottles on a tray. “She'll need to drink this one now,” she said handing him a small bottle with a spoon, “Then this one once she wakes up.” She put the second one on the nightstand with a rather large cup.

“How exactly am I supposed to give this to her?”

“Seriously, I would think you of all people would know!” she said in an annoyed tone, “Put a spoonful in her mouth then rub her throat…gently.” She walked to tend to the other patients and Snape looked at Charly awkwardly.

“You'd better be grateful for this.” He muttered as he poured the green liquid into the spoon. He opened her mouth with his free hand and then carefully tipped the spoon. He rubbed Charly's throat until she swallowed it and was startled when she started coughing. She covered her mouth and then her eyes shot open.

“Agh! I just got the most awful taste in my mouth!” she shouted not knowing where she was. Charly then looked around and turned pink, “Sorry…” She looked at Snape and gave him an awkward smile.

“Looks like you're back to normal.” He said unemotionally and then Madame Pomfrey was at her bedside.

“Okay, now I'll need you to drink a cup of this.” She explained handing her the bottle that was on the nightstand. She noticed the facial expression on Charly from the last potions she drank an added, “Don't worry, it doesn't have a bitter taste.” The frown on Charly's face immediately turned into a grin. The liquid that was poured into the cup was a pink color and tasted like chocolate.

“Wow…that could actually be a sweet drink.” Charly smiled and continued to sip at the drink.

“You just need to drink that cup and then you can leave.” Madame Pomfrey said and then left. Charly looked at Snape and gave him a large smile, but he only managed a split second grin.

“Well,” she started and fiddling with the comforter, “I just wanted to say…thank you.”

“You're welcome.” Snape answered rather quickly and then stood up. Charly finished the rest of the potion and stood up next to him. He was about five inches taller than her and he noticed her staring at him.

“You're really tall.” Charly blurted out and then looked down at her feet. Snape wasn't exactly sure how to react, but decided to blame it on the potion. He started walking out of the Hospital Wing and Charly followed. They took the shortest way possible back to the dungeons and got ready for the next class. Their last classes went by so fast that it seemed as if they had done nothing. After the last class had left Charly started cleaning the tables on the left side of the room.

“I'll do the right side,” Snape offered and then Charly raised an eyebrow, “Just to save time.” She smiled and continued to clean the left side of the room.

“Um…what exactly did Mr. Weasley add to the potion?”

“Water, that caused the potion to explode.”

“Wow,” she sighed and then a thought occurred to her, “Hey, why weren't you knocked out with me?”

“I merely fell to the ground, you flew onto a table.” He said pointing to the table she landed on. She let out another sigh and then shrugged. “You know you were speaking in your unconsciousness.”

“Really, what was I saying?” Charly asked and then Snape flustered.

“I…erm…I couldn't make out what you said. You were mumbling.” He said quickly turning an unnoticeable pink.

“I had a dream while I was knocked out. You were in it, would you like to hear it?” she asked, but got silence in return. She sat down and then said, “I'll take that as a yes. Anyways, it was a really short dream, but you were carrying me somewhere. *Probably getting ready to throw me over a cliff* All of a sudden you stopped and I said `Don't let go.' I must've been on the bed or something because I was actually really comfortable, and when I woke up…I was on a bed.” Snape gave her an odd look, but in his mind the pieces were coming together.

“Strange…my arms are comfortable?” he thought to himself. He felt almost as if he had been complimented, but concealed it well with the frown he always had on his face. He would probably never tell her that he had carried her body to the hospital wing, but he was sure some student would idiotically bring it up. The two of them ate dinner then got ready for bed. Charly noticed a small glass of amber liquid in Snape's hand as he sat down on his bed.

“What's that your drinking?” she asked pointing at his drink.

“Just a little something that I always drink on the first day.” He said and then took a sip.

“May I try some?” Charly asked and without responding a glass floated to her hands. She took a sip and grimaced.

“Agh! Wow…tastes a lot like…brandy.” She coughed and Snape laughed.

“Seems to me like you can't handle a bit of Brandy.” His smirk noticeable.

“Hold on, if you would have told me it was brandy, my reaction would have been different.” She said then noticed his smirk and asked slyly, “Is that a smirk on your face, professor?” Snape frowned quickly and Charly began laughing. She drained her glass clean of brandy, watched it refill itself, and then drained that one too.

“You need to pace yourself…” he said quietly and Charly hiccupped.

“Do you understand the hell I went through today?” she laughed and Snape smirked some more. “Smile, you never?” Charly laughed, the alcohol going to her head. Snape took notice and grabbed the glass away from her grasp.

“I think that's enough for you.” He mumbled, but she paid no attention.

“Now, consorting with whom, you are?”

“Why should I tell you, Ms. Chip?”

“Well, if you brought her here, I could clean up the place a bit.” She said all of a sudden speaking correctly, “The place could use a good cleaning.”

“I assure you if I were consorting with anyone, they wouldn't be seeing this place.”

“So that means you're not seeing anyone.”

“I never said…” He started, but was cut off

“Actually, you said `if I were consorting'…so that means that you aren't.” she said with a sly look and Snape was at a loss for words.

“She's right you know,” a little voice in his head said, but another little voice was opposing him.

“That doesn't mean anything! I don't need a woman to deal with right now!”

“You have her around, what's that mean?”

“She has nothing to do with this! She was supposed to be a man!”

“For someone who was supposed to be a man, she's not bad looking.”

“What do you mean `not bad'? She's gorgeous! Wait, why am I even thinking like this?” his last thought before noticing Charly eyeing him peculiarly. He raised an eyebrow and she continued staring at him.

“Sorry, I was just admiring the look of deep thought on your face.” She explained, but Snape still kept his eyebrow raised.

“Alright…maybe you should go to sleep.” He suggested and then thought, “I've had enough drunk Charlotte for one night.”

“Doesn't sound like a bad idea.” Charly yawned and then crawled into Snape's bed.

“That's my bed Ms. Chip.”

“Well then, we'll just have a bloody sleepover!”

“Ugh…Wingardium Leviosa” Snape muttered and then levitated Charly to her own bed.

“Bloody hell! I forgot you could use wands…funny isn't it!?” she yelled as she adjusted herself onto her bed. Snape finished his cup of brandy, and then went to lie down. As he put his head down he noticed a sweet aroma coming from his pillow, and inhaled it in deep. Charly was trying to sleep when she heard deep breathing, and in her state she thought Snape was having a seizure. “AH! Snape don't die!” she screamed and then leapt up out of her bed.

“What!?” Snape yelled and stopped inhaling his pillow when he felt something on top of him. “MS. CHIP! I DEMAND YOU GET OFF ME AT ONCE!”

“But you're dieing! I won't let it happen!” she screamed but then Snape caught hold of her wrists.

“I assure you that I am just fine!” Snape uttered out and then let go of her wrists once she calmed. He got out of his bed, led Charly to her own, and made sure that she was laying down before heading back to his. After a hectic first day, the two for them eventually fell asleep.

 

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YAY! I finally finished this bloody chapter!!! Sorry it took so long…school sucks and takes up most of my time. Oh yea thanks SHARON my one and ONLY reviewer…c'mon guys…I know my first chapter sucked but PLEASE Review…I would deeply appreciate it…TEE HEE!