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Chapter Five: Part Two
Osanna snorted, it was true, but it was also just a perfect excuse for Ivy to get in there herself.
The two women were about to enter the Sweete Shoppe when they spotted their students inside, also inside however was Narcissa, and her sister, whom Narcissa was trying to ignore as if they did not know each other, Lyrica seemed to understand this and was minding her own business, sneaking curious glances at Draco every few minutes. Osanna glanced at Ivy and they were about to go back in the other direction when Goyle spotted them and opened the door.
"There ya are! The Potty crew just went in the Three Broomsticks" He announced this as if he were pleased he had noticed it.
Draco glanced over and grinned, Narcissa glanced up as well and tried to hide a hateful look.
"Oh yes.... these must be your Professors Draco." She gave Ivy a cruel glance, none to impressed with her hair and clothing.
Ivy ignored it and stepped up to the counter. "Mmmmm, Deadly Charms and substitute Defense against the Dark Arts...and Care of Magical Creatures" She added, pointing at Osanna.
George had bounded in after them in hopes of getting sweets; Ivy always spoiled him on trips to Hogsmeade.
"Oh" Narcissa said, her eyes lighting up as they flickered from George to Osanna. "And WHICH is the professor?"
Ivy spun around on one heel and hissed, her face about an inch from Narcissaa's. "ONE MORE crack like that and you will wind up kissing the wrong end of my wand!"
Narcissa backed off and looked at Draco as if expecting him to say something, Draco however was busy paying for his sweets, or he at least pretended to be.
Osanna separated the two women with her wand and pointed at the case of sweets. "Get what we came in here for Ivy.... and we can be done with it." Osanna was usually the sensible one.
Ivy smirked and quickly began demanding things to be put in bag, a dozen acid lollipops, two large bags of Bertie Bott's beans, two dozen Chocoballs, two dozen chocolate frogs, 6 cockroach clusters, a large bag of Droobles gum, two large bags of fizzing whizbees, a small bag of fudge flies, two dozen ice mice, a bag of jelly slugs, a bag of licorice wands for George, a bag of Pepper imps and Peppermint Humbugs, Pumpkin Pasties, a large bag of sugar quills, two dozen peppermint toads, a few squares of pink coconut ice, and several different kinds of chocolate.
Satisfied with the ton of sweets she had picked out she fished the money from her pocket. "There you are, 20 silver sickles, and 15 bronze knuts." she said, plunking the coins down as she gathered up her sweets, Osanna began to help pick up the bags as Ivy offered a large lump of creamy toffee-chocolate to Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy. It was then Draco saw Lyrica staring at him; he made an awful face and glanced at Ivy.
"Do you SEE that MUGGLE woman staring at me? Filthy thing!" He shook his head in disgust and smirked. Narcissa however was not so pleased. She rushed across the store and grabbed Draco by his jacket.
"I NEVER WANT TO HEAR YOU SAY THAT AGAIN!"
Draco looked shocked.
"YOU SHOULD NEVER BE SO RUDE! I raised you BETTER THAN THAT!"
Draco shook her hand off and turned his nose up and defiantly walked out the door, leaving his mother looking confused and hurt all at once, Ivy and Osanna followed their trio of students back into the narrow road.
Draco gave both Ivy and Osanna apologetic looks as Ivy handed George a Licorice Wand, with a pepper Imp, which true to form, made him breathe green fire.
"I'm sorry, my mum is losing it, she hasn�t been...well right lately."
Ivy nodded in sympathy and offered an acid lollipop to each of the boys. Osanna was digging for a Bertie Bott bean that didn�t resemble vomit or curry.
Draco huffed in annoyance as his mother stormed from the store, completely ignoring all of them.
"She does seem...a bit...moody" Osanna commented, finally popping a bean in her mouth. Ivy watched anxiously as her friend chewed.
"What did you get?"
"Toffee" Osanna said, obviously relieved. "Or maybe Coffee, not sure, I know it was brown...."
Ivy managed a chuckle and without even realizing it she placed one of her hands on the small of Draco's back and guided him from the road towards the Three Broomsticks. Osanna watched in awe...she expected Draco to revolt and say something indescribably nasty to Ivy, but it never happened...and what was this? Ivy had little or no instinct when it came to things like this. Crabbe and Goyle trailed along behind trading chocolate frog cards.
"So" Osanna said, turning to Goyle. "You said Potty...ehm, Potter was in here?"
Goyle nodded and the trio of students and the Professors walked towards the Three Broomsticks, Osanna hurried to catch up to Ivy and Draco, if they were talking, she had to hear it. She desperately hoped Potter, Weasley and Granger were in here; she needed some fun.... of course Snape would be there as well.
They pushed open the door and found a table in the back of the room with a good view of the rest of the Inn. Potter, Weasley and Granger were sat next to the fire with a very disgruntled Snape trying his best to pretend that the three-doo gooders didn�t exist. George seeing the fire, ran over and threw himself flat out in front of it, he began to snore. Snape looked down at him and rolled his eyes, his day was just getting worse.
Ivy sent Goyle to the bar to get them all Butterbeer and settled down with a cigarette. "I think we might have some fun here boys" She commented. Draco sneered and shot a pitying look at his Housemaster.
"Poor Professor Snape having to spend time with a mudblood and muggle lovers. I�m glad I�m with you Lady Cariad. You�re better even then my mum" He stopped himself short and a flush came to his cheeks. Osanna allowed herself a little smirk in Ivy�s direction. Ivy ignored her.
"Now how about some fun?" Osanna asked, an evil glint in her eye. The others nodded and waited to see what she had planned. She whispered in George�s direction, he perked up his ears and tipped his head on one side listening to her. He got up and wondered idly over to Potters table and crawled underneath. Snape stiffened and looked at Osanna, he stood up and went to the Bar. George let out a little puff of flame, just enough to ignite the single thick table leg. He went back his mistress and flopped down on her feet.
Suddenly there was screaming. Potter�s robe was on fire and the other two were trying to put it out. He danced up and down and eventually Hermione threw a jug of water on him extinguishing the flames.
Ivy stifled a snigger, Draco turned red. "Let�s get outta here," Ivy stammered trying not to laugh. They ran outside and erupted in to a fit of laughter. Osanna went around the back; there was a water tower that was perfect as a take off for George there. Next to an old door she bent and patted him before pointing him towards the tower.
As she turned to leave she felt someone seize her wrist and drag her into the disused broom shed. She tried to reach for her wand but her other wrist was seized and she was pinned against the wall. In the sudden dark she was blind and a strong body was pressed against her in the confined space. She started to shout but a voice stopped her. "Quiet you have nothing to fear at the moment, but scream and I won�t guarantee it." She recognized the sneer in the voice, she got angry. "What the hell do you think you�re doing to me? Let me go this instant" She hissed, trying to struggle against his vice like grip. Snape tightened his hold until Osanna had to bite her lip to prevent herself from crying out. "Very amusing trick you pulled in there, I can see where you and Miss Cariad got your reputation." He slackened his grip enough to let the circulation flow to her hands again. "However, I would ask you that you refrain from pulling such stunts when I am responsible for the welfare of those three Griffendors" He nearly choked one the word Griffendor. "I would hate to have to hold YOU responsible for any trouble I may get from Dumbledore if his favorite students were harmed." Osanna forced herself not to shake. She hated to think what he would do. "Okay," She breathed, "I�ll be more careful in the future�. She wasn�t sure if that was the answer he wanted but it was all she could think of. "That is what I wanted to hear".
His body was still pressed against her but something prevented him from releasing her. He felt her breath against his neck and felt a tingle in his spine. "NO" He screamed at himself and took his weight off her. She slipped out from the shed and walked off hurriedly. "Dammit" He whispered to himself, "What the hell am I doing". He left the shed and adjusting his crumpled robes headed back into the Three Broomsticks to find his charges.
Osanna caught up with Ivy and the Boys. Ivy noted her disheveled appearance and asked "What happened? Trouble with George?". Osanna's eyes flashed in the direction of the three Slytherins who were preparing their brooms for the trip home. "Tell you later". They flew home in silence. Ivy shooting worried looks at Osanna, it wasn�t often that she was this quiet unless she was asleep and not always then.
Sat in their cozy kitchen with her feet up on George and ciggerette in her twitching fingers, she spilled all to Ivy.
Ivy took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "Well...sounds to me as if Severus were getting a bit testy."
Osanna clenched her fists and nodded. "He has...some nerve doing that to me."
Ivy smirked through her crimson lipstick and shrugged. "Well, you may be fuming now, but we both know Severus has no lack of nerves, nor did you really mind it TO much."
Osanna tried to protest but could say nothing, so instead she shrugged and made a face at Ivy. "Well had the circumstances been different...."
"Had the circumstances been different you would be on cloud nine." Ivy quipped, a mischievous glint in her eye.
Osanna rolled her eyes, but made no real effort to argue. "It really isn�t fair, you make fun of my crush on Snape, yet I cant make fun of you...."
"Becasue I AM NOT lusting after anyone."
Osanna quirked her brows, she had suspicions that Ivy was, but then again perhaps that was completely un-founded, they had a very open relationship,if Ivy wanted someone...she would tell her.