Betterman Series #1: Severus Snape
By The Lost Wanderer
:A/N: Hey, this is a kind of odd idea I had when I saw a comic called Betterman in a store window. And then I thought, hey, what if some little thing is changed from canon (such as a certain Potterboy and a little greasy-haired kid sharing a compartment in their first year.) How much would that differ from canon? The idea kind of got in my head, and I've got to write it out of me. What other people do you think would benefit from a Betterman treatment? Anyway, enjoy the fic.:
Chapter 1: External Switch
Severus Snape sat in a compartment on the Hogwart's Express, trying to work out exactly what it was he was feeling at the moment. He was happy, of course, and nervous, and excited and a bunch of other things all running around in his head. Being a methodical bloke by nature, he wanted everything in it's right place, everything neat and ordered and labeled. He was happy, because not two months ago he had received a letter of acceptance to Hogwarts, a school of magic were he could learn to become a wizard. His mother had told him (in a dull, listless voice that seemed to hold no life at all) that she was proud of him and that he should try his best. Then his father had yelled at her to bring him another beer, and she had to leave. He clenched his fists and forced himself to count to ten, as he sometimes had too when thinking about his father. Stupid old Muggle, Thought Severus with a bitterness that was quite terrifying coming from an 11-year old boy. Stupid fucking prick always told me that I was no good, wouldn't amount to anything. Yeah, he tells me that as he sits in his goddamn chair all day, drinking beer and watching the telly. Well, I'll show him. I'll be the best in my class, and then when I go home at the end of school, me and mom will get the hell out of there.
The compartment door opening snapped him out of his reverie. 2 first years walked in, looked around, and noticed Severus sitting there, looking at them with a sizing up look on his face. The first one was a small, skinny boy with glasses and messy hair. The second one was slightly bigger and had a face that hinted at nobility. "Do you mind if we sit in here with you?" said the one with the messy hair.
Severus nodded towards the seat across from him. "Go ahead. Are you two first years as well?"
"Yes, I'm Sirius Black and he's James Potter." Said Sirius Black. They both sat down across from Severus. A silence arose from them. Finally, Severus asked, "Which Quidditch team do you favor?", leaving out the fact that he knew little to nothing about Quidditch, as his father never let his mother tell him things about the wizarding world.
"Well, I like Wimbourne," said James.
"And, call me crazy, but I've always's supported Chudley. What about you?" Asked Sirius.
" Well, you know, I do like Ireland." Said Severus, in what he hoped to be a good tone.
"Ireland? Well, you do know that they just got slaughtered by Wimbourne, right?" Said James with a bit of a grin.
"Oh, I didn't. Thank you for telling me." Said Severus, cursing himself mentally.
"Are you from a muggle family?" asked Sirius.
"No" was all Severus said. The silence decended again. The countryside blurred by as the train seemed to hurtle along at uncomfortable speed. Then James said, "what house do you reckon you'll be in ? I think that Gryffindor sounds like it might be fun. 'Course, all my family's in Gryffindor, so I guess maybe that was what I might get into. What about you-hey, what's your name?"
"Severus Snape." Sirius sniggered.
" Oh, so my name is funny? Can you at least try to be serious, Sirius?" Said Severus, laughing a bit.
" Yeah, and I haven't heard that one before, either. Go on, tell us what house you think you might be in."
Severus thought about it. While he considered Slytherin, he had heard some distasteful rumors about them. Apparently, they were supposed to be a shifty crowd. Not that there was anything wrong with not being to overt, but…
"I also believe that Gryffindor might be a good choice. What about you?"
And the train sped on to Hogwarts, carrying it's load of the future.
:A/N: I know I'll probably get utterly killed for setting up Snape to be a Gryffie, but you know what? It's my story, so if you don't like, don't read. Next chapter will go up If anyone at all is interested.: