The Days of Snape
Disclaimer: This is the one and only. I don't own Harry Potter but its really fun to tinker with.
A/N: I know, I've got two stories going but agian with the computer problems. I CAN'T POST ON THEM! I don't think its the site 'cause I can post this or maybe it is, I don't have a clue. Oh well. So until I am able to post on them, I'll work on this. I think I need a new computer and soon 'cause this is really starting to piss me off big time. Right, so here it is, the Days of Snape
Chapter One: The Letter
Severus Snape was not your normal average boy. In fact, he was just about the opposite. For one he was very tall for eleven year old and very thin. For another he had long fingers and a large, hooked nose that some of the neighborhood kids said would catch a fish if he stuck it in the river near by long enough. He had shoulder lenth, black hair that was slightly greasy due to all of the time he spent with his mother over a cauldron. For that was what made Severus so different. Not the hair, although that was a bit strange, but the cauldron. What made Severus Snape so different was that he came from a large family of wizards. Pureblood wizards to be precise. There was not a drop of non magic blood in him.
So this particular day in Severus' life was very big, very important. This day would decide his future. This day would decide if he would attend his father's alma mater, Durmstrang Institute of Magic, or his mother's, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The two schools were as different as it was possible for them to be. Durmstrang was a school that had a larger record of turning out dark wizards than any school on the planet. The imfamous dark wizard Grindelwald himself attended and graduated from the place. Resting somewhere in Russia or northern Europe, Severus' mother thought it too far away for her son to attend. His father on the other hand thought distance from his coddling wife would be good for the boy, toughen him up, make him proud and strong.
Hogwarts on the other hand was the largest, most prominant magical institution in all of England, Wales, Scotland, and Ireland. Thopugh one of its Houses, Slytherin, had quite the same reputation, the place was altogether different.
So here sat Severus at the breakfast table with his mother and father, wondering what his fate would be.
All of a sudden, an owl swept into the room and dropped a letter on Severus' plate. He stared at it.
"Well," his father said impatiently. "open it."
Severus picked it up. The wax seal on the back gave no indiction whether it was from Hogwarts or Durmstrang. The front revealed nothing either. All it said was the address.
Mr. S Snape
6 Spinner's End
Eggesford, Devon
England
Severus took a deep breath and slit the envolope open. He pulled out two pieces of yellow parchment. With baited breath his parents watched as he unfolded the first sheet.
Dear Mr. Snape,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...
So Hogwarts it is.
"Well?" his father asked curtly.
"Hogwarts." Severus said simpley. His mother got up from her chair and gave him a huge hug.
"Oh that's wonderful sweetheart," she gushed. "We have to go to Diagon Alley and get all of your school things. That second sheet is probably the list, oh yes it is. Good."
During this whole display his father was silent as the grave. Severus looked over at him and if looks could kill, he'd be dead and buried at the look his father gave him.
"Father?" his father ignored him and just brushed past him. He thought he heard him mutter,
"Hogwarts rat." as he left.
"Don't mind your father sweetie, he's just disappointed. He'll get over it." Severus surely hoped so.
"Ok Mum, let's go to Diagon Alley."