Ghosts (repost), Snape/OFC, 15/48
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rmGhosts (repost), Snape/OFC, 15/48
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter G
Author’s Notes:
If you don’t know what this is, please read this: http://rm.livejournal.com/727358.html
This story was originally written in late-2001; despite a recent tune-up, it is in no way compliant with the current state of the HP universe.
Your feedback and commentary are always welcome, even for a time capsule such as this.
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kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time. It is also a multimedia project.
Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
Life at Hogwarts soon fell into something resembling a routine. Severus and Allosia groused at each other over meals while students learned that her temper, while less arbitrary than his, was just as bad. And while Ron Weasley had managed to hunt down a number of photos from her years as a student, no one seemed to know anything about her past with Severus other than Albus, not that this stopped Madam Hooch from teasing her about the odd friendship they clearly had. It almost made Allosia wonder if they had a bit of a past too.
At night, when she couldn't sleep, she continued to fly. These hours in the air had, in their way, become her personal office hours, at least amongst the faculty. If someone wanted to talk to her, this was where they sought her out. Occasionally, her stealthy passage above the grounds caused her to catch students at their usual mischief. Remembering the headmaster’s opinion on it, she as often as not let it go, but it depended heavily on who the culprit was.
Draco Malfoy loudly molesting a seemingly willing fellow-Slytherin was one of the indiscretions Allosia chose not to overlook. The audacity of his response had awed her.
"You're Ravenclaw, right?" he asked as if she were a peer.
"I am."
"Then why don't you go harass," he paused, "a Hufflepuff, or something?"
"Because it's boring," she said dryly. "At any rate, that will be fifty points from you, and sixty from your plaything. She should have better taste." Allosia knew it was cruel, but she couldn't help but find it funny. "Next time, have the decency to hide somewhere in the castle. You'll be far less likely to get caught."
At the next day's breakfast, Severus, while lamenting the large number of points she had taken from his house, couldn't help but acknowledge that she had done it with some flair. He also confessed a relief at not having stumbled upon that scene. "There are simply some things I don't wish to imagine, much less see," he said with a shudder.
She laughed outright at this, but was quickly silence by a well-placed glare.
"What were you doing out there anyway?" he asked.
"Letting off steam," she said, quickly adding "Flying," when she saw the quirk of his mouth.
He lowered his head then and turned his face away slightly but whatever emotion he was trying to hide was unclear. "I remember," he said very softly.
"You're welcome, you know, to join me, if you want," she said, trying to sound normal about it.
"I'll think about it, Allosia."
She nodded. "Of course." When did the man do anything but think, after all.
Rating: G – hard-R; this chapter G
Author’s Notes:
kalichan. It features Severus Snape, Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix & Rodolphus Lestrange and Regulus Black and mostly takes place in 1979 – 1981 but has forays both significantly forward and back in time. It is also a multimedia project.Disclaimer: It’s JKR’s world, I just mess about with it.
Life at Hogwarts soon fell into something resembling a routine. Severus and Allosia groused at each other over meals while students learned that her temper, while less arbitrary than his, was just as bad. And while Ron Weasley had managed to hunt down a number of photos from her years as a student, no one seemed to know anything about her past with Severus other than Albus, not that this stopped Madam Hooch from teasing her about the odd friendship they clearly had. It almost made Allosia wonder if they had a bit of a past too.
At night, when she couldn't sleep, she continued to fly. These hours in the air had, in their way, become her personal office hours, at least amongst the faculty. If someone wanted to talk to her, this was where they sought her out. Occasionally, her stealthy passage above the grounds caused her to catch students at their usual mischief. Remembering the headmaster’s opinion on it, she as often as not let it go, but it depended heavily on who the culprit was.
Draco Malfoy loudly molesting a seemingly willing fellow-Slytherin was one of the indiscretions Allosia chose not to overlook. The audacity of his response had awed her.
"You're Ravenclaw, right?" he asked as if she were a peer.
"I am."
"Then why don't you go harass," he paused, "a Hufflepuff, or something?"
"Because it's boring," she said dryly. "At any rate, that will be fifty points from you, and sixty from your plaything. She should have better taste." Allosia knew it was cruel, but she couldn't help but find it funny. "Next time, have the decency to hide somewhere in the castle. You'll be far less likely to get caught."
At the next day's breakfast, Severus, while lamenting the large number of points she had taken from his house, couldn't help but acknowledge that she had done it with some flair. He also confessed a relief at not having stumbled upon that scene. "There are simply some things I don't wish to imagine, much less see," he said with a shudder.
She laughed outright at this, but was quickly silence by a well-placed glare.
"What were you doing out there anyway?" he asked.
"Letting off steam," she said, quickly adding "Flying," when she saw the quirk of his mouth.
He lowered his head then and turned his face away slightly but whatever emotion he was trying to hide was unclear. "I remember," he said very softly.
"You're welcome, you know, to join me, if you want," she said, trying to sound normal about it.
"I'll think about it, Allosia."
She nodded. "Of course." When did the man do anything but think, after all.
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Date: 2006-08-08 01:46 am (UTC)And yes, it is _so_ weird when you're professional life and fannish life intersect on any level. I deal with that with the acting from time to time, and it's quite weird.
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