Snape's One Wish

Chapter 8: A Close Call.

***No one's P.O.V**

The school term started getting away from everyone, with Halloween just around the corner, all the students were excited. Angelica, Harry and Ron had become the best of friends, given that Harry and Angelica had similar pasts, they had much to converse about to pass the time. The spoke of games and movies and Ron, not knowing exactly what they were talking about, gave his opinion which made everyone laugh.

Hermione quickly became Angelica's best friend. At night in the dormitory, Hermione would offer her help with Angelica's studies. The pair would stay up through the late hours of the night doing all the homework and revision before they'd go to bed. During these times, the girls would joke around, talk to each other about their families and homes.

Hermione never questioned Angelica about Professor Snape nor did she give Angelica a reason to feel ashamed. For Hermione, it was strange at the idea of the school's most feared and strictest teacher's having a daughter. Furthermore, being best friends with his daughter. But, for the first time in both the girl's lives, they each had created a bond with the other to which blossomed into an unbreakable friendship.

In Charms class, the first-year students of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor sat in the bleaches of a cozzie room, listening to their Charms professor, Professor Flitwick, delivered a rather detailed and factual lecture of Charms and how to execute them correctly.

The Charms Professor stood on a pile of large books, making him reach the same eye level of his class. Professor Flitwick was part goblin and Ravenclaws head of house. He stood a few inches tall and had white curly hair and had blue eyes. Angelica sat next to Harry in the middle row while Hermione and Ron sat in the row below them.

"One of a wizard's most rudimentary skills is levitation, the ability to make objects fly. Uh, do you all have your feathers?" Professor Flitwick asked his class, Hermione raised hers to let him know.

"Good. Now, uh, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing, hmm? The swish and flick. Everyone." Professor Flitwick directed his class.

"The swish and flick." Everyone in the class recited back.

"Good." Professor Flitwick replied in a proud voice, happy with his student's progress.

"And enunciate. Wingardium Leviosa. Off you go then." He instructed them, observing them from the front of the room on his books.

Harry and Angelica both looked at each other before trying to levitate their feathers, they'd burst into fits of laughter each time they performed the spell wrong. Angelica grabbed her feather and tickled Harry under his chin causing him to laugh. The Charms professor noticed their behaviour but didn't mind, he knew about their past lives and believed they deserved to smile. Below them, Ron and Hermione were trying to get their feathers in the air.

"Wingardrium Leviosar." Ron said as he started whacking his wand about numerous times in the air.

"Stop, stop, stop. You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Leviosa, not Leviosar." Hermione said correcting him. Her comment made him annoyed, he turned to face her and glared at her in stubbornness.

"You do it then if you're so clever. Go on, go on." Ron replied in a sarcastic tone. Hermione straightened her posture and swished her wand. With a clear, crisp voice she spoke the spell.

"Wingardium Leviosa." Hermione spoke.

In a matter of seconds, the feather in front of her lifted off the desk and slowly started floating in the air. Hermione looked over to Ron and gave him a 'I told you so look.' And continued watching her feather. The entire class was now watching Hermione and her feather. Angelica turned to Harry and they both looked at each other shocked.