I'm just a normal girl with a normal life. I'm a Gryffindor, befriended with Neville and Ginny. I write confession letters for people who wants to confess their feelings for the person they love. It's basically my part-time job. I'm known as 'The Love Maker.'
It's just what I do. Well, it's a secret job. It's against the rules, but I love money. Ching ching! I started my job after one of my best friends named Penelope Wisefeather asked me to write a confession letter, and so I did. IT WAS A SUCCESS.
"Dang, Suzie. How many letters are you writing today?" Neville would always ask me that question. I would look at him, with a grin planted on my face. No one knows where I write my letters.
But, where do I though?
Headmaster Dumbledore gave me a private library for me to study. But, I used my library for something else and he doesn't know. But, it's awesome to write confession letters. I know who likes who, why they like them, when they started to like them...
The only thing that sticks in my mind is... Who do I like?
Funny thing, I like... no one! Sadly. I try my best to like someone, but I just can't...~ present ~
Neville and I walked to Professor Lockhart's class... Oh my god, I love his writings. It's so amazing. Neville and I continued to talk about plants, and spells... We laughed, and then we arrived.
I saw Lockhart in his desk, signing autographs and girl students were in front of him, squealing and smiling. I chuckled until Lockhart called me. The girls looked at me, and then narrowed their eyes.
I gulped and Neville sat down, I walked to his desk and he said, "Headmaster Dumbledore wishes for your presence in his office. It sounded quite urgent."I nodded my head, and so... I grabbed my stuff and headed upstairs to the Office... I didn't do anything, what did I do?
As I was heading to the Office, I felt as if someone was following me. I slightly turned my head around, I met my eyes with Professor Snape. He scoffed, and then continued to walk but faster, passing me by. I rolled my eyes, and started to walk fast, I caught up with Professor Snape and then we both rushed to the entrance. There was no stairs... Yet. Until, Professor Snape whispered something, and I heard something rumbling from the ceiling.
I looked up, seeing the stairs going down, Professor Snape and I looked at each other's eyes and then... We both went up the stairs, silence was surrounding us. I gulped, and scratched the back of my neck... My back was feeling tingling.
We arrived to the door, Professor Snape opened the door going in and I went in... the last. I gulped, and then Headmaster Dumbledore dropped his newspaper. I gulped, and went over to his desk.
"You called me, sir?"
He looked up to me and then I felt chills in my vein, I gulped again and I felt Professor Snape's eyes was on me. "We have found out about your secret business... You, writing confession letters, and getting money? I have expected better from you, Ms. Essyth... I gave you that library to study, not for unneccessary things."
I sighed, and I placed my hand on my chest because I was nervous. "You are serving 4 months detention with Professor Snape. You listen to what he says, follow his rules. I am expecting more from you."
"H-Headmaster! B-" I was interrupted by Snape, he replied to Headmaster Dumbledore, "All right, you.. Follow me. Detention starts now."
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Letters (Severus Snape Fanfiction.)
FanfictionEvery since she came, he felt more. Ever since she happened, she became his afterglow... Suzanne Essyth is known as the Love Maker. She makes confession letters for people as a job. One day, she got detention with Profesor Snape for the whole 4 mont...