Unfogging the Future

The Midnight Duel

ActualWeeb: Oh, look, an update that is not super late. (Meaning an update 15 days later, I'm sorry for how slow I am guys ;-;)

Before we start this chapter, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Alan Rickman- may he rest in peace.

I don't own Harry Potter.

"What the hell was that?" Lily snapped as soon as Snape entered.

"I...was angry," he explained, not bothering to sugarcoat it. Lily would be able to tell if he was. "I heard that Isabella Potter would be in my class, and I was upset that I would be teaching James Potter's child. So, I took it out on her."

"Did this behavior continue?" Lily asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

"...Yes,'' he sighed after a pause. " Slowly, I became less harsh, but I admit that my behavior has been...unsatisfactory. "

"Unsatisfactory?" Lily scoffed. "It's childish, unfair, and unprofessional. I won't allow you to treat my daughter like this." Snape nodded solemnly.

"I'm sorry."

"You're sorry that you upset me, not that you bullied my daughter," she snapped. He flinched at the word 'bully'.

"Whatever," she huffed. "I'll be civil with you, but whether or not we stay friends depends on your behavior- both in the books and from here on out." And with that, she stormed out.

Upon reentering the main room, they saw Susan Bones holding the book. Without a word, they sat down where they had been, before Susan began reading.

...Chapter Nine, The Midnight Duel.

"Hey, we won't be punished for things we did in the past right?" Neville asked nervously.

"Why do you ask?" Molly narrowed her eyes.

"The school will not punish you for things you do in the books, as long as they are not recent," Dumbledore said. "We cannot speak for your parents and guardians, however."

The Weasleys all looked extremely nervous.

...met Draco Malfoy.

"You hate me more than him?" Draco said, looking genuinely hurt.

"Dudley only bullied me, for the most part," Bella shrugged. "You bully my friends all the time."

"So you hate him because he's a jerk to us and not just you?" Hermione blinked.

"Yep."

"That's horrible logic."

...fool of myself on a broomstick in front of Malfoy."

Everyone who had seen her fly- aside from the teachers and Malfoy- snorted.

"What?" the ravenhead blinked.

"You weren't gonna make a fool of yourself- you're the best Seeker Gryffindor's ever had!" George exclaimed, before adding, "Sorry, Charlie."

"Really?" James grinned.

"The only game she's ever lost is one where she fainted because dementors were right under her," Cedric quipped.

"Okay, first of all, how did that even happen? Actually, nevermind, I don't want to know." James started. "Second of all, I'm so proud!" he squealed, hugging his daughter. "My daughter, a Quidditch prodigy!"

Bella couldn't breathe, but didn't say anything, not wanting to tell her father to let go of her.

"Mr. Potter, she can't breathe," Hermione said politely, saving Bella's life, not for the first time.