Consolation Prize

Summary: All Severus ever needed was a friend who would listen.

Hear ye, hear ye, in this court, we pledge Starry guilty of borrowing characters from JK Rowling, but as she is mentioning it in the story, she's not guilty. (HINT, HINT, WINK, WINK). Starry also doesn't own Spaghettios or the phrase "Ahh! My feets! They is burning!!"
This piece of ultra-fluff is a birthday present for the one and only, super-amazing FireGoddes13! She's a Snape fangirl, and so one day she was being random, and drew a pic of a girl in Slytherin. "It's Snape's girlfriend!" was the answer I got upon asking. So of course, I just had to write a fic for her. Here's the result!
Chapter 1: The Meeting

"Snape, Severus!" The scrawny boy with stringy black hair disentangled himself from the group of eleven-year-olds and walked apprehensively up to the rickety stool upon which sat the famous Sorting Hat. He placed the scrappy-looking hat over his head, and as soon as the hat felt his head, it screamed, "SLYTHERIN!"

Damn, he thought (he had a large vocabulary for an eleven-year-old), looking longingly at the girl with red hair seated happily at the Gryffindor table; she smiled sadly. Ah well, he thought. Mum and Dad'll be happy, then.

He strolled over to the table decked in green and silver and took his seat next to a girl with stylishly short, choppy black hair. Her blue eyes were uncharacteristically warm for a Slytherin.

"Hello," he said, by way of introduction. "I'm Severus. What's your name?"

The girl smiled at him and extended her hand. "My name's Isabella. But you can just call me Bella."

Severus looked around at the Gryffindor table. There sat Lily Evans, in all her beauty and splendor, joking happily with a brown-haired girl next to her. A taller boy with unruly black hair and glasses sat next to her. Severus felt a twitch of pure jealousy.

"What's her name?" inquired a voice beside him. He jumped.

"Eh?"

"The girl, with the red hair," Bella asked again, "who is she?"

"She's…uh…a friend of mine," said Severus, all too aware that he was blushing. Luckily for him, Isabella nodded and smiled.

The Headmaster stood up and addressed the students. "Prefects, lead your House to the dormitories, please. Try not to lose the new students." Hurriedly, Severus looked around for the Slytherin prefects; one, he knew, was Lucius Malfoy, the son of one of his father's friends. Lucius was directing the students as if on a podium, yelling, "First years, over here!" He shuffled them out of the Hall and to the right. Severus followed the crowd down to a blank stretch of wall.

"Leonomort," said Lucius clearly to the wall.

Immediately it flipped, revealing a spectacular, white-stone room with a large green rug, emerald velvet chairs and sofas, and tables here and there, lighted by a roaring fire. Severus gasped; Bella, beside him, looked awestruck.

Lucius proceeded to give instructions to the first years. Once they were over, Severus bade Bella good night and retreated to his new dormitory.

I know, it's short and not SSOC yet, but it's getting there... R&R! Starry