A/N I know. I'm sorry. Sneira used to be weird & creepy. I have learned the error of my past cringe ways. Have two goofy consenting teenagers jus' hanging out & being awkward.
"I'm afraid to inform you that my parents... My crazy mother in particular absolutely adore you…"
Severus Snape rose his eyebrows his head tilting from his best friend's couch.
"Erm… Why exactly is that bad news, Keira?"
"Because they're keeping us here," the small girl continued nervously, biting her lip as the paler teenager's dark eyes widened in alarm.
"M'sorry.. They're, er, making us stay til Saturday. The front gate is warded locked," she confessed, scratching the back of her head, green eyes glazed over with tense focus.
"Merlin's sake, Keira! If I didn't hate Tobias so much I could report them for a bloody kidnappin'! What did I do?!"
"You made them like you," she muttered gravely, before looking her friend up & down curiously.
"Yes, how can I assist you, Black?"
"You need clean clothes, prick. How tall are you?"
"Six seven, if the marks on my wall are correct."
"Great. I can just raid my own closet, we'll share."
Severus coolly regarded all of the five feet & one inch that made up the silver haired young witch in front of him before sighing.
"This Fortress costs more money than I'll ever dream to scrape even a fourth of in a lifetime & yet you still have to lend me your clothes to wipe my arse..." he chided as she began walking away.
"You know how to wipe your arse? I heard they didn't do that in Cokesworth! You must be a proper good egg," she countered without looking back at him. It didn't take her long to cross down to the house's dungeons & into the room she shared with her twin brother Ariek (as well as her drudge Vladimir), grab some of his clothes fully prepared to deal with his whinging afterwards (since it was clear he secretly thought Snape was alright) before changing into her own night clothes. (Which was barely anything at all but she didn't quiet care.)
She turned, & began heading up the stairs preparing to hand Severus the bundle of stolen pajamas before her head tilted & she wandered up the houses levels, heeding her father's unspoken call to the roof.
Marcus Black smiled & gestured his daughter over, smiling widely as she muttered "Oh, for fuck's sake…" under her breath as she wondered what he wanted.
"I see the way you look at Severus-" he paused, turning his deep violet eyes her & taking the blank look on her face for denial, continued "-when no one else is looking. He's your world,"
"Nope," she deadpanned, her voice as dry as sand on a hot day in Hell.
"Keira. You love him. It's about time you realised that. I see it. Your mother sees it. Even Tyler's not blind to it. The only ones oblivious are the two of you."
Keira's right eyebrow rose so high it disappeared into her glimmering hairline as she wrapped her arms around the clothes in her lap, turning to stare at her father.
"I never thought I'd see the day where I get to be condescending to you! Fuckin' finally! Some justice!"
Marcus' serious, concerned expression dropped into a warm fond smile at his eldest daughter's abrasiveness while he sat back, allowing her to snark at him. He supposed he'd underestimate his own children every now & then. Mistakes happen.
"I know damn well I love him, Da. Ever since that day I dragged him away from all those people laughing at him by the Lake that year… Fuckin' hell. But I'm his friend before his love interest. He's not over Lily & I'm not taking advantage of his downward spiral for my own gain. Any other dickhead bloke I wouldn't care. But him? He's not just my world… He's-" she swallowed, her jaw clenched tight as she looked away from her father & Marcus suddenly understood how far off his prior assessment was & he reached out to rest a comforting pale hand against her shoulder.
"It can't turn out any worse than Met-"
"Don't," she sighed softly, standing & walking away from her father while all of the ways her best friend affected her started to turn in her head.
The way he sometimes flustered her thoughts whenever their hands brushed accidentally, the feeling she got in her stomach when she looked into his a bit eyes too long, the way her speech impediment threatened to return whenever he scolded her while tending her wounds from a recent fight over someone calling him a foul name with her in ear shot.
"Fuck's sake," she mumbled again, before almost flying headlong down the steps, only stopped by a strong pair of arms scooping her up.
"I know your tiny ass isn't day drinking yet," Chaise Ares chuckled as he just carried his younger friend into the living room.
"Course not, whore. Still got plenty of cocaine in the medicine cabinet."
"So I heard you gotta boyfriend but he doesn't know he's your Aliud yet. Maybe I can get Mother to-"
"Oh no don't you dare get the Gods involved! Especially not your nosey ass mother! I've already got my own nosey parents holding us hostage! She'd try to fucking BREED us!"
"...Fair," the brown haired Godling replied, suddenly setting her down in front of Severus who was quite obviously glaring at Chaise, trying to gauge just how close this handsome young man (who was entirely too comfortable with carrying Keira about for his liking) was to his best friend.
Chaise's eyebrows rose at the instant surge of aggression from the mere way the lanky lad straightened his posture on the couch.
"I was simply carrying her because she's far too brain damaged to walk down four stairs without diving into another dimension of existence," he explained with a shrug.
Keira's responding snort brought Severus' glare to her & then suddenly he wasn't glaring at all because his eyes had widened at Keira's attire (or lack thereof).
"Shite," he breathed without meaning to, unable to stop himself from wondering how even her tan was under what little clothing was (unfortunately) still on her body & starting to feel his face heat up because these VILE thoughts hadn't ever crossed his mind about Lily Evans once, but here was his only friend he truly trusted stirring blood that should remain firmly STAGNANT in her presence.
She was noticing her affect on him, she could sense the tension shift in the room when Chaise left them to themselves & she prayed he wouldn't notice the blush starting to match his on her own face.
"Here, Sev," she murmured, handing him the clothes both of them jumping lightly when his fingers brushed against hers, both young mildly hormonal heartrates skipping a few beats. She glanced down at him shyly to see him smiling up awkwardly at her and instead of taunting him as she would usually she looked away blushing a light pink, knowing if she held the gaze she'd lose herself in those pools of black again. (They were a quiet tempest to her, an ocean rolling at midnight & their beauty made him DANGEROUS for her to be around at this point in time.)
"..I… I, er Need… I don't know where your bathroom is… I don't think it's good form to change here," he finally said softly, his eyes now fixed to her waist & the way the semi see through red lace she was wearing clung so WELL to it.
"You want me to come too?" she blurted, before just silently pointing down the hallway to the closest bathroom next to her older brother Julius' old room. He followed her direction just as quietly, shifting so the clothes he was holding were pressed to the front of his hips. He didn't look back for shame of what he was going to do before he changed but hell he was a teenaged boy who had just realised this beautiful girl's body was equally as gorgeous.
Keira yawned deeply, sitting down & leaning against the arm of the couch, (realising pretending to not be in love with your second predestined soulmate of sorts was exhausting) before what felt like an eonpassed and he shuffled from the bathroom looking just as tired as she felt. He slumped down next to her (Severus had a habit of lightly tossing himself into soft things when his mood was foul or his energy & motivation were low) & she leaned into him as she always did when he was welcoming of it, sighing with pleasant shock as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. The shock became a pleasant burn in her veins when another arm wrapped around her waist & he pulled her fully into his grip his chin lightly resting on her head.
"I love you," they mumbled in the same, sleepy breath.
"Like you know. You're my-" Keira started.
"Friend." Severus swiftly finished, knowing her hearing could easily pick up his elevated heart rate.
The awkward tension didn't for long however because when Ariek came to give his sister hell for taking his shirts he found himself instead begrudgingly smiling & shaking his head at the sight at his older twin with her "best friend, just a friend, Ri!" their fingers & legs haphazardly woven together in loose but unwavering bonds & fast asleep on the couch, deciding to take a throw blanket to cover them up before lowering the living room's torch lights & heading off to sleep himself.
A/N Expect sporadic uploads of formerly posted fics/drabbles being revised to fit all new, more cringe free Sneira backstories as well as a new drabble series also all about my trash kids & their stupid but genuine love.