This is it. I did it. Pippa sighed as she dragged her ratty old bag which contained a few meager possessions. "shit, my wand I was supposed to pick it up"she muttered under her breath, tossing aside the words to an eager first year, entering the castle door. Pippa smiled a vague apology in the boys direction as he quickly scurried off to catch up with his class mates. Strike one, Great first impression there Pip, she thought to herself.
Maybe I can't do this.... I can't, what was I thinking, who was I fooling with these cheap second hand robes, that honestly looked like a blind muggle got drunk one afternoon and was told to make ' a work of art'. Poppa scoffed at herself. No wand. No connections, no friends. She was lucky she got that interview with Mr Dialge in the first place.
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"And what exactly are your err qualifications Ms Drake?"
"Well I grew up there," Pippa clarified, noticing the strange disdained look on his face
"In the muggle world that is, I feel I can bring the right skills and passion the the position of Muggle studies at Hogwarts."
Mr Dilage smiled out of politeness.
"Ms Drake, the position is for 'apprentice', apprentice to Professor Lewit, the pay is very low and it would require to travel some distance, and I hear the Professor can be quite difficult to work with, keeping in mind his age...."
"I'll take it"
Pippa spoke with such decisiveness that Mr Dilate choked on his morning chai late.
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I should just leave, maybe they won't notice that their newest staff member has gone missing, who was I kidding.
Pippa turned around ready to make a break for it when she collided with a tall dark figure, knocking him flat off his feet.
"Oh my god" strike two, another great impression, " I am so sorry sir"
She helped him up to his feet, he looked startled more than anything. But his eyes, his dark obsidian eyes, showed such tiredness and yearning, something not reflective in his face.
" It's alright" he gruffed " In future miss, i'd take care to observe your surroundings before making such a leap of faith. I'd also suggest you get into your house before Professor Dumbledore makes his, grand début"
And with that, this strange man swept into the castle walls.
Pippa was left dumbfounded.
He thought I was a student.
Strike three.
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An Evening with Professor Snape
FanfictionPippa Drake is an Australian born witch. But the thing is, she was raised like a muggle. She spent her entire life trying to find out the truth about who she was and why her parents isolated her from the wizarding world. She decided to get a job at...