Her Power | Discontinued

Shady Garlic Man

One cold November morning, Olivia decided that she wanted to go rock collecting. It was a new hobby she picked up appropriately five minutes ago; she planned to make a day of it. Some nice, peaceful alone time would do her good.

She wandered out of the castle during break, not planning to go very far. She found plenty of rocks around the entrance to the castle, and she began to zone out as she busied herself in her new activity. She supposed only twenty minutes had passed before she felt a looming presence at her back. Turning around, she looked up at Professor Snape, who was sneering down at her.

What The Hell Olivia thought to herself. She stared blankly at the professor.

"Your next class begins shortly, Grey," he glared, "I hope you weren't planning on skipping."

How on earth could he have come to that conclusion after only twenty minutes into break? Olivia wondered how one person could be so utterly annoying. This was yet another reason she disliked Snape so much-he was so suspicious of her, all the time, for no reason whatsoever. She wasn't a bad student. At least, she didn't think she was. She turned her homework in on time and she was trying her best at writing or spelling, she tried her hardest. Snape seemed to really despise her.

"Wasn't planning on it, no." Olivia said evenly.

"Then what were you doing? Lurking around the castle is suspicious behaviour.

Olivia internally screamed.

"Then I'll just head back in," she scowled at him and put the two interesting rocks she found back on the ground. So much for that hobby. Now it was tainted by Snape, and therefore could never be enjoyable again.

As Snape led her back into the castle, Olivia daydreamed of a rogue Bludger hitting Snape in the face during the upcoming Quidditch match. Or better yet, she could somehow drop her position as chaser and become a Beater and do it herself, Wood did say she would make a fair one.

Her next class was across the and Snape was not letting up a He her the entire way and didn't appear he would let up until she arrived at her Charms class. Ten minutes early, mind you. Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, depending on one's perspective, another group of students caught Snape's wrath. Of course, those three students happened to be Ron, Harry, and Hermione.

"Sup, guys," she waved at them. Harry looked up cheerfully, but his smile faded when he saw Professor Snape walking behind her.

"The warden has arrived," she said in an ominous tone.

Snape ignored her. "What's that you've got there, Potter?" he said snidely, and it was then Olivia re-noticed that he was limping over to them, it had only been a few weeks if that, but don't they have magic potions. She wondered who the lucky person, object, or animal was that managed to hurt Professor Snape.

Olivia caught Harry's eye and they shared a 'not this again' look before Harry showed his copy of Quidditch Through the Ages to him.

"Library books are not to be taken outside the school-give it to me. Five points from Gryffindor." Then Snape turned to Olivia, who was giving him a mocking smile.

"What'll it be, sir? Detention? A lecture? Both?" she said eagerly.

"If you're so eager, then detention this evening shall suit you fine," he said coolly. "I had better not catch you lurking outside the school again, either" With that, he stormed away. Olivia stared angrily at his back, but she didn't argue. Good God she despised that man.

"That's rough, Liv," Ron winced, he hadn't received a detention yet and he didn't care to, either

"He just made that rule up," Harry muttered angrily He watched as Snape's limping form disappeared behind a comer. "Wonder what's wrong with his leg"