Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Assistant ❯ Awkward ( Chapter 3 )

“I don't want to wake up…just one day off, please.” Snape pleaded to himself keeping his eyes shut. His eyes opened slowly and the ceiling was the only thing he saw, but then he felt something rustle on his chest. When his eyes darted towards the source he saw a large bundle of dark hair, and keep in mind it wasn't chest hair. Trying to remain silent he looked to Charly's bed, and noticed it was empty. She started to move some more, pressing her face into his chest even more, but Snape had to stop this. He nudged Charly a bit until her eyes flittered open, and then he heard her laugh silently.

“Good morning.” She said and then grabbed one of his hands.

“What the hell?” Snape thought as she kissed his hand softly. He could then feel her lifting her body off of him. All the heat that she had been providing him vanished as she stood up, but there was a surprise for him. She was naked. Awed by the sight of her body he could feel the blood rushing to his nether regions. Charly turned around and then walked over to him. Although he was fully clothed she pounced on him and attacked his mouth with her own. This was by far the most passionate kiss Snape had ever received, but it was a shame that he had no idea why Charly was doing it. Closing his eyes, he went along with it just to see what would happen, but when he reopened his eyes he was kissing air.

“Ugh…” Snape heard something groan in the bathroom. It was Charly, but she sounded like she was sick.

“It was all just a dream…but it was so real.” Snape thought to himself as he headed over to the bathroom door. He knocked on it and received a grunt in return, “Are you all right?”

“Does it…ugh…does it sound like I'm alright?” Charly snapped, and then vomited into the toilet.

“That's what happens when you drink too much alcohol. I have a potion that will make you feel much better. Are in a state where I can see you or would you prefer me to wait.”

“Just bring the potion in, please.” She sounded desperate, so Snape retrieved the potion. He slowly opened the door and peered over to where Charly was bent over the toilet. He ignored the smell and walked over to her, but she didn't respond at first.

“Here you go…” Snape said hesitantly as he handed her the vile. As fast as she could, Charly drank the potion and gave a sigh of relief. She turned to face Snape and gave a reluctant smile, but Snape gave her an awkward look.

“Thank you…I think I can handle myself now.” She said, giving him an excuse to leave. As soon as he was out of the bathroom Charly stood up and looked into the mirror. She looked fine, except for the dark circles underneath her eyes. She stopped looking at herself just long enough to notice the door was still open, and Snape was sitting on the edge of his bed staring at the ground. “Are you alright?” she asked and he looked up drowsily.

“Yes, I'm fine.” He lied and then felt a slight burning on his left arm. “No, not now.” The Dark Mark was tingling, and he knew what it meant. A Death Eaters meeting was established, and he still had to go. He looked up at Charly who was staring at him with a look of concern, but he had to go see Dumbledore. “I have to go talk to the headmaster about some recent issues…erm…I should be back half way through breakfast.” Snape explained while gathering up his robes, “Just in case I don't return by the first class…have them do what they did yesterday. Except have them summarize the chapter instead of writing what they thought of it. It should be Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff first years”

“Umm…sure.” Charly replied slowly, and by this time Snape was starting to open the door, “Wait…why are you so rushed?” Snape rolled his eyes and then remembered she didn't know his situation.

“I'll explain later…now I've got to go.” He said and with that, he left. Charly was baffled, and was still registering the situation. After she had gathered her thoughts she got ready for breakfast. Since she didn't feel like picking up after herself she left all her clothes on the floor, and then changed into her regular day robes. She put her hair in a loose ponytail last, and then left for breakfast. It was awkward walking without Snape next to her. Her strides were quickly paced so it didn't take her long to get to the Great Hall. Once she made it to the staff table she put a small amount of food on her plate, but was more focused on her thoughts.

“I wonder where he went to in such a hurry…this is strange.” She thought to herself and noticed she was fiddling with her food. After taking a few bites she convinced herself she wasn't hungry, and then stood up. Feeling light headed she grabbed the table and waited for her vision to become clear again, “I hate that…now back to the dungeons.” She started walking towards the dungeons without making eye contact with anyone, but on her way down the corridor she ran into Dumbledore.

“Good Morning Charly.”

“Good Morning, sir. Is Snape through talking with you?”

“Oh yes…he wanted me to tell you that he won't be back for a few days,” he explained and Charly's stomach churned. She didn't want to have to teach all the classes by herself, and she didn't even have a lesson plan to go by. Dumbledore continued, “He conjured up a few lesson plans on his desk.” The weight was lifted off Charly's shoulders with those words, and a grin was placed on her face.

“Alright, I'll just go look them over.” She said and started walking, “Thank you, sir.” Dumbledore merely nodded and continued walking in the opposite direction. Charly was dancing down the hall, that's how excited she was. The comparison of her not having Snape around was like a teenager not having they're parent(s) home for a weekend. She walked through the classroom to her bed and then started jumping on it. After a few good jumps, she sat down on her bed. Now her stomach was growling and class would start any minute. “I should have eaten more…” she thought and then remembered she had packed some snacks. Charly walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer slowly, but all that could be seen were undergarments. Reaching to the bottom, she felt around until she heard crackling; and with that she grabbed the granola bar. She tore off the wrapper as if it were a present and scarfed it down. Feeling satisfied for the time being, Charly went out into the classroom and noticed three students already sitting down. It was going to be a long day without Snape helping.

 

 

Snape had apparated to Malfoy Manor, and was waiting patiently for Lucius to call him forth. A whole hour had past when he finally appeared at the top of the stairs.

“Sorry to take so long. I had to make sure everything was arranged.” He smirked as he walked down.

“What does the Dark Lord wish us to do?” Snape asked sounding agitated.

“Surely his top ranked follower would know before me?”

“Lucius, I'm not here to play games. Now what does he want us for?”

“I'm not playing games Severus. I'm sure he wants us for something truly important, but we'll find out when we get there.”

“Get where?”

“You idiot. The muggle house he has in Belgium!” Lucius barked and Snape's eyes glared evilly at his face.

“Don't call me an idiot. I'm the one risking it without getting caught.” Snape retorted and smirked.

“Before we start getting into a brawl, why don't we start heading towards the meeting.” Lucius growled and Snape agreed. They both apparated in front of a crappy looking house and started walking towards the door. The paint was fading away and the door looked like it would fall off as Snape knocked on it

“Nice to see you Severus!” A hooded man said when the door opened, and shook hands with him. As Snape walked into the house he was shot with a flash of light, and when he looked down at himself he was in a Death Eaters uniform. Behind him, another flash of light was seen and Lucius also had a uniform on. Apparently they were the last to arrive because the man standing at the door locked it and then led them into a different room, but this room was filled with only seven other Death Eaters.

“Are we the only ones left?” Snape asked as he saw the very few people surrounding him.

“Unfortunately,” An eerie voice echoed throughout the room causing everyone to fall to one knee. Voldemort appeared in the middle of the room and glanced around, “Thank you, my loyal servants, for coming to this meeting. You may rise, and I would like to speak to Severus privately.” He drew a square on the floor with his wand and a stair case leading into a dungeon of some sort appeared. Motioning Snape to follow him, Voldemort went downstairs with Snape at his ankles. When they reached the bottom it was like an underground temple with a set of stairs leading to a high back chair made completely of stone.

“Yes sir?” Snape finally managed to get out.

“I hear you have a new assistant.” Voldemort began and then conjured up a chair for Snape to sit on. He was curious why the Dark Lord would have interest in Charly, but let him continue before interrupting. “Describe her for me, would you?”

“Of course, my Lord. She is a bit shorter than I with long dark hair and…”

“No, no, no. I mean personality attributes…or better yet; do you think we would have any use of her?”

“Use, master?”

“Would she be a good Death Eater?”

“Oh…I'm not sure. She hasn't done much in order to prove any of her characteristics, and personally, I think she's a fiery little…”

“Fine, fine. Your mission for the next few weeks is to get close enough to her where you can tell if she's of any use to us.” Voldemort instructed and Snape nodded.

“But sir, what of Potter?” he asked

“I need him to think he's safe…so we'll just leave him out of the picture for a while. Now go back upstairs and discuss our matter with the others. Also, ask them to try and recruit as many people as possible.”

“Yes sir.” Snape replied and then headed back up the stairs, but Voldemort stayed on his throne.

“We need more followers…” he thought and then Charly popped into his mind, “She could be of great use…possibly better than Severus. No trace of anything on her record…perfect.” He continued to contemplate her into his mind while Snape was still making his way up the stairs. The square that he stepped out of disappeared, and then Lucius greeted Snape.

“What are the Dark Lords wishes?” he asked and the other Death Eaters surrounded him.

“He wants the rest of you to try and get as many people as you can to come back to the Death Eaters. As for me, he wants me to get my assistant to join us.”

“That `chip' woman?” Lucius asked and Snape nodded, “Draco's told me about her…says she's quite the looker.” Not being able to see the awkwardness on Snape's face (due to the hood) Lucius continued, “Mailed me an owl yesterday telling me how she was found underneath your desk after you came from under it too. He also mentioned she was a snapper.”

“Yes, yes…she is a foul little thing.” Snape mentioned, trying to get the desk situation out of his mind. Lucius, on the other hand, wanted to continue the topic.

“What was she doing underneath your desk?”

“She's an idiot, and doesn't know how to manage her wand,” Snape stammered, “She somehow got my robes attached to the desk, and then when she tried to undo it she managed to get herself stuck under it too. After your son's class walked in, she figured out how to undo it…so it looked…awkward.” A sly smile was spreading across Lucius' face as he pressed the subject further on.

“Not like you wouldn't have enjoyed it though, eh Severus?” He paused and then an idea popped into his head, “The Dark Lord said he wants her to become a Death Eater right?”

“Yes, but I have to get closer to her…so she trusts me.”

“Of course, but why don't we have a ball…like a Yule Ball sort of thing. This would give you the perfect opportunity to get `close', and the best part is…she would have no idea!”

“Then how am I supposed to get her to become a Death Eater? She seems like the sort of person who would be on Potter's side.”

“We'll deal with that later…at the moment all I care about is getting her closer to you.”

“Why don't we make this interesting then…I say 50 Galleons she'll avoid me and go help Potter.”

“As for me 50 Galleons go for her…falling in love with you and joining us.”

“Deal…and you'd better be a man of your word.”

“Severus, you know very well I am.” Lucius said and then walked out the door. Snape did the same, but first zapped (ha-ha) on some regular muggle clothes. He didn't want to go back to Hogwarts just yet, and he did say he would be gone for a few days. Snape started walking down a street towards a town of some sort and while window shopping he thought about what he was doing.

“Charly couldn't possibly want to be a Death Eater…hell, I'm not even a loyal one. Or am I? I do all the dirty work as to not raise suspicion, but I do it with Dumbledore knowing…that's not being faithful, but what if I do this and don't tell him? He'd be furious…or maybe he'd understand…this is ridiculous. As if I'm not going through enough as it is…now I have to bring my pitiful, easily drunk, stupid assistant into this.” Snape had all his thoughts rushing through his brain when he realized his stomach was yelling at him. He hadn't eaten breakfast, and it was well past noon…so it had a perfectly fair reason to be yelling. He spotted a small café, ordered a small lunch, and continued to think.

 

 

Charly was in the middle of observing some Ravenclaw 7th years make an exhilarating calmer potion, and had completely forgotten Snape.

“Well, not completely,” she thought and then looked at a tall blonde girl's potion. “Another `O'…how am I supposed to teach these kids anything if they know everything?” Charly dismissed the class early and then started walking down one of the corridors. That was her last class and she needed to take a stroll. Only a few students were roaming the corridors and Charly was enjoying the peace, but it was all shattered when she heard bickering.

“What are you doing out of class, Mudblood?”

“That's none of your business, and stop calling me that.”

“I don't think so, it suits you well.”

“I believe arrogant git suits you!”

“Both of you need to stop.” Charly interrupted when she found Hermione and Draco around the corner. Hermione turned bright red but Draco just scoffed.

“What are you going to do about it, tell Professor Snape?” He hissed and Charly was ready to take disciplinary action.

“Excuse me? 15 points from Sl…”

“Go ahead! Not like you're a real professor anyway.” This last comment sent Charly over the edge.

“That is complete disrespect!” she exclaimed and then grabbed his ear. She started pulling him down the corridor when Charly remembered Hermione, “Erm…Granger right? You're free to go; I just need to deal with this one.” Hermione graciously left and Charly continued dragging Malfoy along. When they finally reached the dungeons she shoved him down into the seat closest to Snape's desk.

“Wait until my father hears about this.” Draco mumbled under his breath just loud enough for Charly to hear.

“I don't care for your father, but I'm sure he would like to hear of this mess.” She stated while taking out a piece of parchment.

“Go ahead, he'll probably congratulate me.” Draco commented while Charly scribbled down a message to his father.

“I'm sure he will…” she uttered and then folded up the piece of parchment, “You can leave now, but I will see you tomorrow at 6 for detention.”

“But that's during dinner…”

“Precisely!” she cut him off and shoved him out the door. Charly did not want to deal with anymore students that day so she headed off into the bathroom. With a flick of her wand some candles were lit and the bathtub was filling up with different scented soaps. Looking at the tub she thought, “This tub is enormous! And all the bubbles make it smell wonderful!” As she took off her clothes she inhaled the scent of the lilac candles that were spreading around the room. Slowly, Charly dipped into the tub and began her relaxation.

 

It was getting dark and Snape was tiring of Belgium, but he wasn't quite sure what to do.

“I could stay here for a night or two, but then the students will probably be lacking with Ms. Chip. I'm just wasting my money here anyway…I could be using it for better use.” He thought to himself and then made his final decision. Snape was heading back to Hogwarts…unexpected. He apparated to the outside of the castle and then strolled his way through the front gates until he made it through the front door. Taking his time he paced himself into the dungeons with his robes billowing behind him as usual, but when he walked into the private chambers it was different. The aroma was different, it was…lilac-ish. Then the clothes on the floor were a problem for him, but since there were only a few he picked them up. Once he thought he put everything in the hamper he noticed something pink sticking out from underneath his bed and he went towards it. Snape bent down to retrieve the object, but when he picked it up he closed his eyes and held it above his head. Shaking his head he thought, “Well, this is just great…I'm holding her knickers and…” He was stopped when he heard the door open and the he opened his eyes, but he regretted it moments later (sort of) Charly was standing in the door frame with her hair damp, and wearing nothing but her undergarments. With both their eyes wide they just stared at each other, but Charly broke it apart. She ran to him, took her bra out of his grasp, and then bolted back into the bathroom. Charly was devastated and highly embarrassed, but Snape was confused. He wasn't sure if he should be aroused or shocked. To tell the truth, he was half and half.

 

 

A/N: Sorry it took so long…school is such a pain and I've had some sort of allergy cough thing. Oh well…you know what to do…if you care! Lol