Post by Anjelica on May 20, 2010 11:35:41 GMT -5
A/N: This was inspired by the little role-playing that me and my friend Nicole had when we were chatting last week. We agreed t make this a fanfic and here it is. Her version is far better, you know. 
I must warn you though. This has some mary-sues so if you don't like it, you may push the 'back' button. *waves goodbye sadly* But before you do that, why don't you try reading it first?
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything that belong to this universe. Although I would love to switch lives with her with my consciousness in tact…
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When fans meet fiction
Chapter 1
"Sinclair, Walters. Stay." Two girls were grunting their heads off after being asked by Professor Snape to stay after their potions class.
"What does he want now?" Zoe Walters asked the other girl who was also asked to stay.
Locky Sinclair just shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe he wants to ask us about Alan Rickman again." She started playing with her eyebrows.
Locky and Zoe are two muggleborns who were surprised to be even owled to study in Hogwarts. That's not the case. You see, most of the students nowadays are muggleborns too; their parents chose to marry muggles because they thought that inbreeding produces bad eggs. Just look at Draco… What's different with these girls is that they are not your ordinary muggleborns—they are well versed with the so-called works of J. K. Rowling . Oh, yes, they are aware of what muggle and wizarding worlds are and the story behind each one. What surprised them most is that they didn't knew the latter world is real and existing until an owl with their admission letters to Hogwarts arrived.
After four years, here they are in Scotland, taking their potions class with the infamous (well, famous) Professor Severus Snape. He does look a bit like Alan Rickman, you know.
Zoe, the chubby Gryffindor with long brownish-black hair, was still packing her parchments in her bag as the other students left the dungeons.
"Zoe, you know what your problem is? You're so messy and slow. Some people might suggest you should've been sorted in Hufflepuff." Locky, who sports short dark-brown hair and always wearing a red and gold scarf (which represents their house), loves mocking Zoe on how slow she could be most of the times.
"I'll say." The two girls focused their attention to the person who just spoke. "The sorting hat sometimes gets distracted and confused. Just look at how he sorted" he sneered before finishing his statement, "Potter."
The two girls just rolled their eyes. In an unexplainable manner, Snape also knew about "Potterverse" and J. K. Rowling. With that, he became the two girl's acquaintance (and possibly, friend) as they share the awareness which remained unknown to the rest of Hogwarts, and probably the wizarding world.
"So Professor, what do you suppose we did again?" Zoe asked as she raised an eyebrow and gave a smug expression. Now, she must have been sorted in Slytherin.
Snape raised two parchments that looked as if it had been stabbed with an icepick and left to bleed in a corner. "These papers are exact copies of one another. I assume that both of you are aware that cheating in my class…"
Locky cut him off. "Look, Professor. We did not cheat with our papers. I know what you think of us Gryffindors and you're being unruly. It just so happened that we both worked on our papers and we helped each other finish them. Together."
"And may I add that if you would look closely, my dear professor, that the handwritings are completely different. I even had smudges on my paper."
He seemed to be moved by their explanation. His mouth pursed into a thin line as he checked the papers again. They were right.
He gave a sigh as he handed them the papers. "I suppose you two are telling the truth. Now run along before I change my mind and decided on pouring a few drops of veritaserum on your pumpkin juice later."
"Let's go Zoe." Locky tugged her sleeves as she tried to pull her along to go back to their dormitory. "I'm feeling a bit lightheaded with the smell of the boiling cauldron of the half-blood prince."
Snape snorted. "Seems like Sinclair can't live without her fat brunette."
In just a split second, a loud thump was heard. Locky just kneed Snape's groin. Severus Tobias Snape's groin. Zoe took a hold of Locky, being the bigger one, on the shoulders as she tried to calm her down while Snape clutched onto his crotch and was holding on to a nearby desk. "And that's for calling my friend fat, you git!"
"Locky, calm down. There you go. Now breath in…" Zoe encouraged her to inhale. "And out. Breath in… there you go… and out. You shouldn't have done that, he's the teacher. And that's alright Locky, I've been called that way several time. I'm kinda used to it."
"You insufferable chit…" Snape said in a low voice as he tried to stand up. "You think that you could kick professors anytime?"
"Professor, I'm so sorry about Locky here. You know that she had some sort of anger management problems and she was just protecting- uh, defending me."
"You girls are lucky I'm in no mood of taking house points but once you do that again I swear Gryffindor would be zero this year."
"By hell I would! If ever you call her that again" Locky was pointing her wand a bit low, "I swear those dangly bits of yours sure won't be flying at daylight again."
"Wait a minute. What do you mean you're in no mood? Just an hour ago you took twenty points from that cauldron explosion." Zoe asked as she grab hold of Locky who is ready to shred the potions master into pieces.
Snape spoke in a hardly audible voice. "I just… I just don't want my favorite fan girls get a bit mad at me." Zoe blushed a bit.
"Then why do you have to call her that?"
"It's in my genes, Sinclair. I can't help sudden tongue slips."
"That's alright professor. Even though it didn't sound like an apology, I take it as one." That's how much I love you, you old git.
Snape looked a bit confused. He noticed Zoe's cheeks are burning. "Still, you two have to see me later after Astronomy for detention. You think you could get away with what you just did?"
"B-but that's after midnight!" Locky was able to escape Zoe's grip and was now standing.
"Yeah, professor. Madam Hooch won't allow us to leave Gryffindor Tower after twelve."
"I'll inform your head of house of our appointment later at dinner. Now go. You're both dismissed."
"Come on Zoe. I'm going to barf with the smell here."
"Don't forget to bring toothbrushes later."
The two girls were able to hear Snape as they got out of the dungeons. "Toothbrushes?"
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At dinner
"I saw you blush over there when we were talking to Snape." Rice grains were shooting from Locky as she told Zoe what she just realized.
Zoe picked a rice grain that landed on her right cheek as she turned to Locky. "No, I did not."
"Oh yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did." Locky gave her sinister grin as she teased her friend.
"Okay, fine. What's it to you? I mean, he clearly said we are his favorite fan girls. It just sounded sweet, that's all. Who wouldn't blush at that?"
"Well, I didn't. And eww. Snape and sweet is not appropriate to be in the same sentence." She took a spoonful of rice to her mouth as she munches over fried chicken. She loves eating rice ans she even requested some house elves to serve her fresh-steamed rice.
"Why not blush over that? You're a fan too, right?"
"Not anymore. Me now likey a glittery idiot."
"You mean that jerk who took credit of the other witches and wizards' achievements and told that it was his, and the one Sevvie hates because he was chosen to be the DADA professor instead of him?" Zoe took a sip of pumpkin juice.
"Yep. That's him alright." Zoe sprayed pumpkin juice across the table to the poor first year, and laughed. "What's so funny?"
"It's just that all images of Lockhart came rushing back in an instant… Sorry about that, Jervee." The first year just nodded and wiped her self dry.
"He doesn't look funny! He's so gorgeous…" Locky's eyes turned dreamy. "Oh, that smile…"
"Locky, I was like that too. Crushing over him was sooo four years ago… Well, if he's who you want now, go and get crazy."
Zoe clearly is still obsessed with her snapey-wapey.
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Guess who I am in the story… I hope you liked it.
Tell me what you think about my latest work. Just push that rectangular button below and speak up your mind. Go ahead. Please? Thanks so much.
I must warn you though. This has some mary-sues so if you don't like it, you may push the 'back' button. *waves goodbye sadly* But before you do that, why don't you try reading it first?Disclaimer: JKR owns everything that belong to this universe. Although I would love to switch lives with her with my consciousness in tact…
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When fans meet fiction
Chapter 1
"Sinclair, Walters. Stay." Two girls were grunting their heads off after being asked by Professor Snape to stay after their potions class.
"What does he want now?" Zoe Walters asked the other girl who was also asked to stay.
Locky Sinclair just shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe he wants to ask us about Alan Rickman again." She started playing with her eyebrows.
Locky and Zoe are two muggleborns who were surprised to be even owled to study in Hogwarts. That's not the case. You see, most of the students nowadays are muggleborns too; their parents chose to marry muggles because they thought that inbreeding produces bad eggs. Just look at Draco… What's different with these girls is that they are not your ordinary muggleborns—they are well versed with the so-called works of J. K. Rowling . Oh, yes, they are aware of what muggle and wizarding worlds are and the story behind each one. What surprised them most is that they didn't knew the latter world is real and existing until an owl with their admission letters to Hogwarts arrived.
After four years, here they are in Scotland, taking their potions class with the infamous (well, famous) Professor Severus Snape. He does look a bit like Alan Rickman, you know.
Zoe, the chubby Gryffindor with long brownish-black hair, was still packing her parchments in her bag as the other students left the dungeons.
"Zoe, you know what your problem is? You're so messy and slow. Some people might suggest you should've been sorted in Hufflepuff." Locky, who sports short dark-brown hair and always wearing a red and gold scarf (which represents their house), loves mocking Zoe on how slow she could be most of the times.
"I'll say." The two girls focused their attention to the person who just spoke. "The sorting hat sometimes gets distracted and confused. Just look at how he sorted" he sneered before finishing his statement, "Potter."
The two girls just rolled their eyes. In an unexplainable manner, Snape also knew about "Potterverse" and J. K. Rowling. With that, he became the two girl's acquaintance (and possibly, friend) as they share the awareness which remained unknown to the rest of Hogwarts, and probably the wizarding world.
"So Professor, what do you suppose we did again?" Zoe asked as she raised an eyebrow and gave a smug expression. Now, she must have been sorted in Slytherin.
Snape raised two parchments that looked as if it had been stabbed with an icepick and left to bleed in a corner. "These papers are exact copies of one another. I assume that both of you are aware that cheating in my class…"
Locky cut him off. "Look, Professor. We did not cheat with our papers. I know what you think of us Gryffindors and you're being unruly. It just so happened that we both worked on our papers and we helped each other finish them. Together."
"And may I add that if you would look closely, my dear professor, that the handwritings are completely different. I even had smudges on my paper."
He seemed to be moved by their explanation. His mouth pursed into a thin line as he checked the papers again. They were right.
He gave a sigh as he handed them the papers. "I suppose you two are telling the truth. Now run along before I change my mind and decided on pouring a few drops of veritaserum on your pumpkin juice later."
"Let's go Zoe." Locky tugged her sleeves as she tried to pull her along to go back to their dormitory. "I'm feeling a bit lightheaded with the smell of the boiling cauldron of the half-blood prince."
Snape snorted. "Seems like Sinclair can't live without her fat brunette."
In just a split second, a loud thump was heard. Locky just kneed Snape's groin. Severus Tobias Snape's groin. Zoe took a hold of Locky, being the bigger one, on the shoulders as she tried to calm her down while Snape clutched onto his crotch and was holding on to a nearby desk. "And that's for calling my friend fat, you git!"
"Locky, calm down. There you go. Now breath in…" Zoe encouraged her to inhale. "And out. Breath in… there you go… and out. You shouldn't have done that, he's the teacher. And that's alright Locky, I've been called that way several time. I'm kinda used to it."
"You insufferable chit…" Snape said in a low voice as he tried to stand up. "You think that you could kick professors anytime?"
"Professor, I'm so sorry about Locky here. You know that she had some sort of anger management problems and she was just protecting- uh, defending me."
"You girls are lucky I'm in no mood of taking house points but once you do that again I swear Gryffindor would be zero this year."
"By hell I would! If ever you call her that again" Locky was pointing her wand a bit low, "I swear those dangly bits of yours sure won't be flying at daylight again."
"Wait a minute. What do you mean you're in no mood? Just an hour ago you took twenty points from that cauldron explosion." Zoe asked as she grab hold of Locky who is ready to shred the potions master into pieces.
Snape spoke in a hardly audible voice. "I just… I just don't want my favorite fan girls get a bit mad at me." Zoe blushed a bit.
"Then why do you have to call her that?"
"It's in my genes, Sinclair. I can't help sudden tongue slips."
"That's alright professor. Even though it didn't sound like an apology, I take it as one." That's how much I love you, you old git.
Snape looked a bit confused. He noticed Zoe's cheeks are burning. "Still, you two have to see me later after Astronomy for detention. You think you could get away with what you just did?"
"B-but that's after midnight!" Locky was able to escape Zoe's grip and was now standing.
"Yeah, professor. Madam Hooch won't allow us to leave Gryffindor Tower after twelve."
"I'll inform your head of house of our appointment later at dinner. Now go. You're both dismissed."
"Come on Zoe. I'm going to barf with the smell here."
"Don't forget to bring toothbrushes later."
The two girls were able to hear Snape as they got out of the dungeons. "Toothbrushes?"
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At dinner
"I saw you blush over there when we were talking to Snape." Rice grains were shooting from Locky as she told Zoe what she just realized.
Zoe picked a rice grain that landed on her right cheek as she turned to Locky. "No, I did not."
"Oh yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did." Locky gave her sinister grin as she teased her friend.
"Okay, fine. What's it to you? I mean, he clearly said we are his favorite fan girls. It just sounded sweet, that's all. Who wouldn't blush at that?"
"Well, I didn't. And eww. Snape and sweet is not appropriate to be in the same sentence." She took a spoonful of rice to her mouth as she munches over fried chicken. She loves eating rice ans she even requested some house elves to serve her fresh-steamed rice.
"Why not blush over that? You're a fan too, right?"
"Not anymore. Me now likey a glittery idiot."
"You mean that jerk who took credit of the other witches and wizards' achievements and told that it was his, and the one Sevvie hates because he was chosen to be the DADA professor instead of him?" Zoe took a sip of pumpkin juice.
"Yep. That's him alright." Zoe sprayed pumpkin juice across the table to the poor first year, and laughed. "What's so funny?"
"It's just that all images of Lockhart came rushing back in an instant… Sorry about that, Jervee." The first year just nodded and wiped her self dry.
"He doesn't look funny! He's so gorgeous…" Locky's eyes turned dreamy. "Oh, that smile…"
"Locky, I was like that too. Crushing over him was sooo four years ago… Well, if he's who you want now, go and get crazy."
Zoe clearly is still obsessed with her snapey-wapey.
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Guess who I am in the story… I hope you liked it.
Tell me what you think about my latest work. Just push that rectangular button below and speak up your mind. Go ahead. Please? Thanks so much.
