Sonakshi Roy, a muggle, end up in the wizarding world with her cousin out of no where. She is a devoted Potterhead, determined to change the history. Will she be able to survive when the Dark Lord himself and the Death Eaters are running wild?
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"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation"
-Oscar Wilde
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SEVERUS'S POV:
"I just can't believe she will be staying with us. You know very well that stupid ring won't be of any help to her. Today or tomorrow the ministry will find about this with the women lurking around, and in no time the Dark Lord will come hunting for her. She is in so much danger here. We already have enough on our plate already to look after another person's safety. Why can't we use some time turner to send her back? She's not fit for this world."
I didn't expect to have a visitor on the first night of school. As I was sitting calmly in my personal chamber still thinking about the events occurred today, when I suddenly had a knock on the door. With the most foul face I could muster I opened the door to see the headmaster at the doorstep. Generally it would be the headmaster talking but today I broke this past record.
"I get it completely, Severus, that you are worried. But we still have no clue as to how she came here. There is always a reason behind every action."
"Yes, yes I know what you are hinting at. But we need to keep her under cover. Not in the middle of chaos."
Dumbledore chuckled at this." Don't worry about her. She's an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind. She knows her way out very well. And along with this I completely trust you, Severus." There, there. I knew it. This old man goes on adding on problems on my back for no reason at all." Do you have any idea that you demand more than enough of me? Thank you. But I don't require any more duties." Dumbledore sighed resignedly." She could be of great help. Now, the rest is on you. She can be sent to 12 Grimmauld's Place to stay with Sirius tomorrow, if you think necessary." And with this he left.
I couldn't help the scoff the name brought. How am I supposed to leave her to that canine? Dumbledore is really sharp enough to leave in such a state. I couldn't sleep the whole night. Only when the rays of the sun were out, I rested on my armchair before hurrying of to meet the girl. Forget it. She's staying here no matter what. That way I'll be sure of what's becoming of her.
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She was trouble, chaos really, but her smile, her smile dared me to fall in love with her. I kept on thinking about her throughout the breakfast, but she didn't even turn up on her first day of school. That is why, I just can't tolerate these young people. She didn't even have the slightest bit of respect for the school or the person helping her. Ungrateful little mice.
My mood was worst the whole time and not only the students but the staffs tried to keep a distance from me. Great. Stay away and you'll be alive. I smirked at the thought. I waited for the whole breakfast and even delayed handing out the timetables. The girl however have solemnly pledged to annoy me. Well, if that is what you want, You will have worse than that. I happened to have my first class of the day with the fifth year Slytherin and Gryffindor, which leaves me with a whole free period. Great ! That will give me the opportunity to teach her a lesson. But, what if she doesn't even know about her class? I sighed at the thought. Fine. I'll give her a quick visit in the mean time, and even a good wake up call which she will dread all her life.
This is why muggles shouldn't be allowed in here. I headed back to the dungeon, grumbling all the way. I just don't get it why does all the problem in the world, had to find me? However, it has been years since I have entered the house common room. This somehow manages to make me excited. Did I say, excited! Okay, this is a new term in my vocabulary. To be truthful, I was once excited when, I first lay my hands on dark arts. A smile crept on my face unknowingly.
Magnificent! Beautiful! My throat went dry as I looked around the place which was supposed to be the girl's dormitory. How could there be glass windows and ceilings? Well, yes I haven't entered the dorm for a long time, true, but I don't ever think I've heard the dorms had been changed. I walked into the adjacent dorm of fifth year Slytherin. No, it was just like the boy's dorm back then. Covered with the majestic painting and its dark aura- the place soothed my nerve. What the hell is happening here?
I returned to the girl's room, avoiding all the creatures and fishes swimming around us in the black lake without paying any heed. The fourth bed in the far corner was still inhabited. The girl looked so cute, curled up like a little cat. I tried all the means I can but she kept on snuggling in her quilt. My patience was wearing thin and I was about to use water on her when she jumped up and started screaming. Shut your mouth up, you idiot. You'll give me migraine.
I was already in a bad mood and covered her mouth, only to be pulled to bed with her and kissed good morning. I felt a lump growing in my throat. And after what seemed centuries, I heard my heart beat. It was beating rapidly like a little teenager in love. I was sweating and even felt my hands were shaking by my side. The girl let me go, blinked several times as if in a daze and smiled shyly," So, Mr. Hottie, thank you for waking me up. This was the best wake up call till date. However, I wouldn't mind if you wake me up everyday like this." The girl rolled over with a bright smile.
I couldn't believe her audacity. When I was about to retort, I heard giggling and footsteps meaning someone was coming. I threw her timetable towards her and ran from there without a word. However, every step was being harder for me. A very charming yet enticing fragrance was still lingering all over me. I really can't compare it to anything cause, I never had come across one like this. It was divine. I never even realized I had crossed my classroom, and was back in my chambers?
I dropped myself on my armchair, and finally let off my breath which I didn't even know, I was holding. This is not a good sign. I can't be distracted by such a small activity. How am I suppose to face the upcoming war, which seems quite inevitable. Has my nerve really been so excited even with all these years of practice? God! I really need help, with a capital H.
