Tirza rolled her eyes. "What, you're gonna hit me with a stick?" Draco laughed. "No you idiot, it's my wand." "What ya gonna do with it?" she asked. "Maybe I'll turn you into a toad," Malfoy replied. "Ya know what? On Scooby Doo, Witch McCoy said she could turn people into toads but she really couldn't, so how do I know you're telling the truth?" Malfoy frowned, trying to think if he had heard of Witch McCoy before. Tirza took that opportunity to kick the wand from his hand. Goyle ran after it as Malfoy grabbed her and pinned her to the ground, sitting on her legs. "Not this time little girl. No one messes with a Malfoy and gets away with it." Goyle handed him back his wand and Malfoy pressed it to her throat. With her arms and legs pinned, Tirza only had one defense left: her mouth. "Help! He's gonna kill me!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Malfoy slapped her across the face to shut her up.
Suddenly Malfoy was lifted clean off her and held three feet above the ground. Snape's eyes were narrow and his face was dangerous. "I thought I told you to stay away from my daughter? And who taught you it was alright to hit girls?" His voice was low and deadly. Malfoy didn't bother to try and say anything in defense. "200 points from Slytherin Mr. Malfoy. Apparently the detentions you are already serving seem to be doing no good. I am sure Madame Pompfrey would enjoy having you clean the bed pans-with out magic!" Malfoy's face wrinkled in disgust. "Oh, I'm not through yet Mr. Malfoy. You can also clean every restroom in the school, mop every dungeon floor. You will also spend the next two Saturdays with Mr. Filch, who am I sure will have many unpleasant jobs for you to perform, all without magic. And consider your privileges to visit Hogsmeade permanently cancelled for the rest of the year." Draco struggled against the firm hold Snape had on his robes. "My father will," he started to squeak. "I am not afraid of your father Mr. Malfoy and think of how very upset he would be if you were expelled. As the head of your house I have the right to expel you if I see fit, so DO NOT press your luck." Snape released him and he, Crabbe and Goyle took off down the hallway.
Tirza watched them run and laughed. "Are you always this much trouble, child?" Snape asked, exasperation evident in his voice. "I don't try to be! How much did you see?" Snape shook his head. "I saw him holding his wand to your throat and slap you." Tirza smiled. "Well, I'm glad you were here this time. I don't know how to fight against magic. Can I have a wand?" "No!" She pouted. "Why not?" "Not until you start school here." She sighed. "Alright, alright. Can I go to the Quidditch game? Please?" "I think not." "Pretty pretty please, with a cherry on top?" Tirza whined. "Only if you sit with me so that you have less of chance of causing trouble," Snape decided. Tirza started jumping up and down. "Yippy!"
"Are you ready to go?" Snape called. Tirza bounced out her room in her usual jeans and a white shirt with the saying 'I want attention-just not yours!' written in black inside a pink heart; her hair pulled into a long braid tied with a fuzzy pink band. "Yep!" "It will be cold, you need to dress warmer than that," he told her. "Nah, I'll be fine." "Suit yourself." They sat high in the stands with the rest of the teachers, who all greeted Tirza warmly. "May I see your hand?" asked Sybill Trelaney. "Sure." Sybill held her hand and read the lines. "Child, I see something in your future. Yes-you will experience tragedy on the 9th." "Sybill," Snape growled. "That's silly, I don't believe in that kinda stuff. The fortune teller on Scooby Doo was a fake and I think you are too." Sybill looked extremely insulted; Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore fought the urge to laugh. "Smart child," McGonagall whispered to Dumbledore. He nodded.
"Tirza, what is 'Scooby Doo'?" Snape asked. "Whoa, how can you not know who Scooby Doo is? He is the coolest dog ever! He and the gang of Mystery Inc. solve all sorts of mysteries." Tirza told him."Lemon drop, dear?" Dumbledore asked her. "Sure!" "Severus?" Snape looked disgusted. "No, headmaster, thank you." "Dude, lemon drops are the best things ever, next to chocolate! Did you ever see Willy Wonka? That would be so awesome to be a mermaid in that chocolate river, don't ya think?" Tirza asked. Snape and the rest of the staff (save the Muggle Studies teacher) looked utterly confused. "You don't know who Willy Wonka is? Do you know who the Umpa Lumpas are?" They continued to stare at her. "How about James Bond, good old 007?" To their immense relief, Lee Jordan announced the start of the game; Slytherin against Gryffindor.
Tirza watched the game closely, her head moving side to side as the players moved. Slytherin was the first to make a score. "BOO!" Tirza stood and shouted; Snape just shook his head. Katie Bell caught the quaffle and headed for the Slytherin goal. "Yeah! Go Gryffindor! Woo hoo! Slytherin SUCKS!" "You know that I am the head of Slytherin, correct?" Snape whispered in her ear. "Duh," she replied, her eyes never leaving the field. "Do you not want to cheer for my house team?" "Nope," she told him. Snape sighed. "Why?" "'Cuz I like Gryffindor better!" Dumbeldore and McGonagall couldn't hold back their laughter this time. Snape grimaced.
An hour later, Gryffindor was up by three points. "Oh yeah baby! Let's do the wave!" Tirza looked around her and realized they had no idea what she was referring to. "Oh brother," she muttered. The sun was starting to set and the air was growing colder, causing Tirza to shiver. "You are cold, aren't you?" Snape asked. Tirza nodded. "I asked you to dress warmer." She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." Snape took off his heavy robe and wrapped it around her shoulders, then fastened it. She flashed him a smile. "Go Harry! You rule, Slytherin drools!" she screamed. McGonagall nudged Dumbledore. "Look at him. Did you ever imagine Severus as a father?" Dumbeldore shook his head. "No, but I imagine he's never met a child quite like TJ." "So where are the cheerleaders?" Tirza asked. "What are cheerleaders?" Snape asked. "The girls that cheer for their teams. They wear their teams colors and do cool cheers." He raised an eyebrow. "Such as?" "Well, like 'Burr, it's cold in here. There must be some Gryffindors in the atmosphere' kinda thing?" She caught the look on his face and slapped her forehead. "Oh man, never mind dude!"
"And Harry has caught the snitch again! Gryffindor wins!" Lee yelled. "Yea!" Tirza screamed and started bouncing up and down. "We won! Hurray!" "Hey cheerleader!" someone yelled. It was Harry. "Want a ride down?" She nodded and looked at Snape. "Please?" He motioned with her hand for her to go ahead. Harry sat her in front of him on the broom and he wrapped his arms around her and took off. "Thanks for all the cheers and yells. It was great!" he told her. Tirza smiled. "You were awesome," she told him.