Sometimes your one true love, turns out to be the person you initially disliked...
This man is insufferable. Pippa thought crudely to herself. Look at the way he is starring at me, It's like I have chicken pox or something, which, she chuckled, he wouldn't even know what that is! I should make a note of that. Pippa grabs out a pen and paper from her robes.
Ask, Professor Lewit, if, he, has taught, muggle illnesses.
"As dessert draws to a close, I bid each and everyone one of you a good night, as classes start first thing in the morning.Off you pop." Dumbledore clapped his hands and the great hall became just that, nothing more than a hall, as if the world surrounding Pippa became an empty canvas, ready to be repainted.
The students groan and grumbled as their prefects lead them to their common rooms. The teachers were the last to leave. Some of them even stood around to gossip about other teachers or students.
" I hear that new muggle studies assistant grew up with those poor people."
"That's probably why she got the job, she practically is one."
" The thought of someone barging into our lives like that, thinking she owns the world!"
"She's got a lot of nerve!"
" Sometimes I have no idea what Dumbledore is thinking"
" No doubt she's a mudblood"
Pippa heard the last remark loud and clear, she turned over to the gossiping witches. They just stared at her blankly, not ashamed of their true feelings. Pippa felt her cheeks getting hot, she didn't want to give them the satisfaction of their hurtful words, so she swept out of the great hall, with her head held high swinging the doors wide open as she went.
After the slamming of them behind her, she realized she had no idea where her living quarters were. So much for a dramatic exit, she thought.
Pippa fumbled around in her bag for a map. Shit, shit shit SHIT. It's on the bloody train!
"Lost darling?"
" Mr Filtch! Am I glad to see you!"
Filtch gave her a wide grin showing his blackened teeth wow, she thought.
" Do you possibly have any idea where I might be...residing"
" Well I happen to know, that I heard Dumbledore, himself, say that your very room, the room you so very much desire, is down the first floor, across from the dungeons....
Ah Professor Snape! That's where your room is, if I'm not mistaken"
Snape stops in his path and looks at Filtch quizzically.
"Maybe you could show young Ms Drake to her room?"
Oh god, anyone but him, how much more could I bare of this! Pippa sighed
Professor Snape's puzzled look turned yet again, into another one of his famous smirks.
"Of course, Ms Drake follow me" He sneered, and with a swish of his midnight cape he lead Pippa down into the Slytherin dungeons.
" You don't have to looked so strained Ms Drake, the Headmaster assures me that this living arrangement is only temporary, the house elves, being the lazy creatures they are, haven't got around to making your room up, filthy vermon."
"Maybe" Pippa was struggling to keep up with the Professors confidant stride. " Maybe, they might get things done if people like you were not so cruel to them."
The professor snapped in her direction suddenly causing Pippa to almost fall into him again. There eyes met and she felt his liquor infused breath on her forehead.
"Might I remind you,Ms Drake that while you are not a student, you are not a Professor either. And I will not tolerate such insolence from a little. Girl."
The professor did one final sweep with his robes and left Pippa stranded in front of her new room. She saw Snape enter his quarters which happened, as Filtch had said, to be right across from hers.
Snape make his final remark with his wand, as he waved his door shut.
Pippa felt something was up with the professor, something more than meets the eye. She hated his cruel words, the way he sneered and the way he talked down to her. But yet, she didn't hate him.
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An Evening with Professor Snape
FanficPippa 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...