Marriet took Bellatrix's advise to heart.
After all, Snape is the only guy who ever talked to her with out cringing. It would be nice to spend holidays with him. She will finally understand what all her friends are saying when they said they had a great Christmas. It completely evaded her brain that trying invite your self over holidays to is usually unwelcome and bad manners. No one ever accused her of having any manners, so that's just fine.
Now, if she is any one other than Marriet, they would have employed some tact when asking to spend holidays with their friend or brother. Hell, if it's any one else, they would have known some one have to invite you for spending holidays, you don't ask.
But, she is Marriet. So, she just went ahead and asked.
In a fairly loud corridor at that.
In presence of Lily Evans at that.
"Hello Severus. Can I spend Christmas with you?" Marriet asked in her usual slow speak.
"What!?" Severus answered.
"Can I spend Chirstmas with you?" Marriet repeated her question.
"Why in the world would you spend the holidays with me?" Severus asked. Looking at her as if she's an idiot.
Marriet did not exactly know what to say to that, so she stayed silent.
It was Lily Evans who interrupted him.
"Severus! Be polite." she admonished snape.
"Marriet, what Severus here intends to say is, you are not exactly close enough to spend holidays with each other." Lily explained to her gently.
Marriet did not like this Lily girl. Who is this Lily girl? If Severus did not want to spend holidays he should say so. Not some girl.
"He did not say it." she answered back mulishly.
Not many could have noticed the difference with her usual monotone, but Severus did.
"Don't speak to her like that." Snape scolded the Marriet immediately. After all, Lily has been nothing but kind to this girl.
"For the record, you can not spend the holidays with me Ms. Dolcow. Rumors do not make us brother and sister when we are not, we are not friends. Is that understood?" he asked in his usual authoritative voice.
Marriet nodded in response. She stomped back to her dormitory.
She would have continued sulking too, if not for the letter from Bella.
She is sure Bella can find a way to make Snape agree. Bella can make any thing happen. She is smart and beautiful.
So, Marriet set to packing with brighter spirits than earlier.
Bellatrix met Marriet at platform as she indicated previously.
All of Marriet's hufflepuff friends stared at Bella.
They heard Marriet go on and on about her friend Bella, but they thought she was bragging when she talked about Bellatrix's beauty.
They are surprised to be proven wrong.
"Did you ask?" Bellatrix asked Marriet.
"He said he can not spend holidays with me." Marriet informed her.
Bellatrix nodded in understanding. After all, this guy is a teenage boy. They are remarkably focused on a girl's beauty. How ever, she has a plan to catch Didulus red-handed, that plan required Marriet to be out of the way.
"Think about the time he told you no." she told Marriet.
"Why?" Marriet asked in response.
Bellatrix is impressed. Even before a month or so, Marriet was more prone to not answer back and just do what Bellatrix ordered. She could only assume this new change was brought on by her acquaintance with Snape.
"I am going to enter your mind. See if there's a way you can force him to take you home for Holidays." Bellatrix told her.
If it was any one other than Marriet, they would have balked at the idea. Marriet just nodded and thought back to the time she asked Snape.
Bellatrix thought about what she has seen.
"Ask that other girl to help you go to Snape's home. You will only need to stay away for two days. I will come to pick you up after that." Bellatrix told her.
Marriet nodded in answer.
"Now, I need a lock of your hair, and a vial of your blood." She told Marriet. Marriet gave both of them with out a question.
Bellatrix raised her eyebrows at that. Marriet doesn't seem to have an idea how many awful things people can do with a lock of hair and a vial of blood.
"From now on, you are to not give a blood, hair or any kind of bodily parts to any one with out my permission." she told Marriet.
Marriet nodded in acquiescence.
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