Always Book One (Severus Snape Love Story)

Chapter Nine: Rita Skeeter

George's POV:

I watched Rhiannon go with Snape. Howler in hand. Whatever it said, it must be important for Snape to have Rhiannon hear it in another room. When the door re-opened I turned my attention back to my work. When I heard Rhiannon sit down, I looked at her.

"What was that all about?" I asked.

"Nothing." she stated, grabbing her books and putting them back in her bag. Then getting up and leaving. I noticed she looked paler than normal. I looked at Jasmine and Lindsey and they just shrugged.

"Get back to work, Weasley." Snape hissed. Whatever it was made them both in a weird mood. Well not a weird mood for Snape but Rhiannon.

Rhiannon's POV:

I walked from the Great Hall and ran smack into Dumbledore.

"Sorry Professor." I apologized.

"Go to your dorm, I have sent you your uniform for the tournament. Put it on Rita Skeeter will be here momentarily." Dumbledore explained. I nodded and did as I was told. When I got to the dorm I shared with Jasmine I noticed the uniform on my bed. I dropped my bag on the floor and held up the clothes. It was half green and half silver, with the crest of the house in the corner. I turned it over and it had my last name in a really pretty pink. I didn't really care for pink but it was a nice touch to the plain uniform. I sat it back down and began to take off my robes. Luckily no one else was here so I didnt have to go to the bathroom to change. Once I put it on, I put my hair into a pony tail and touched up my makeup. When I was satisfied with my appearance I went to find Dumbledore or at least Harry. I walked down the corridor and down towards the Great Hall. I was looking down at my shoes as I walked into someone.

"Would you watch were your going!" they hissed, I looked up and saw Rita Skeeter. Oh god! Why me, why now?

"Ms. Skeeter." I nodded, "My apologies. I was careless, I was actually on my way to find Dumbledore to find you." I smiled sweetly.

"Your one of the four champions, am I right?" Rita asked. I nodded. "Come with me I was on my way to find Dumbledore also. I can interview you on the way and then do the rest after we find Dumbledore." I nodded and walked along side her. I could help but stare at the quill that was bewitched to move on its own. I found it so interesting.

"Now, first things first. Do you have a boyfriend?" she asked, catching me off guard. I'd have to say George, however I itched to say that my new bae was Severus.

"I am currently seeing George Weasley." I finally say after a few minutes. The quill quickly wrote it down. "However I do not see how that is relevant." Rita huffed and thought about her next question. I watched her as she thought about her question. Rita's hair was set in elaborate and curiously rigid curls that contrasted oddly with her heavy-jawed face. She wore jeweled spectacles. The thick fingers clutching her crocodile-skin handbag ended in two-inch nails, painted crimson. However before I realized it we were in the room next to the High table. I noticed Fleur and Viktor standing near the fire place, while Harry and Cedric were standing off the side.

"I wonder if I could have a little word with Rhiannon and Harry before we start?" she said to Bagman, but still gazing fixedly at Harry. "The youngest champions, you know ... to add a bit of colour?"

"Certainly!" cried Bagman. 'That is if they has no objection?"

"Er" said Harry. I nodded no impatiently.

"Lovely," said Rita Skeeter, and in a second, her scarlet-taloned fingers had Harry's upper arm in a surprisingly strong grip, and she was steering him out of the room again, and opening a nearby door. I quietly followed.