Forbidden
Why is it that we are drawn to things we cannot have? Why does the forbidden fruit tempt us so?
A/N: I have completely edited my story, changed the title and the themes, but if you have already read it, you should be fine, just start where you left off (once I get those chapters up)
This is all JKs!!!!!! It's also my first fanfic. What do you think? Remember constructive criticism not destructive!
Prologue
A small boy by the name of Severus Snape crouched behind a clump of bushes at the neighborhood park. He was quite uncomfortable as it was very hot wearing the over-sized coat his father had given him.
He looked at it with disdain; when his father had realized that he had yet again forgotten his only son's birthday he pulled it off his back and made a hurried excuse. Severus hadn't even bothered to listen. He just took the jacket without a word. Even though it hurt that his father had forgotten his birthday (again), the jacket would at least cover the horrible smock-like shirt he wore. He wished his dad had also given him a hat, that way he could hide his horribly cut, greasy black hair that hung unattractively like curtains around his pale face.
His anger was suddenly replaced with a wave of guilt. How could he think that? His parents could barely afford food and the bills let alone clothing, a haircut and birthday presents. Although looking at his too short jeans he couldn't help wishing…..
He focused his attention back onto the deserted park. They had to come, well she, had to come. He didn't care at all for her sister. Today was the day he'd approach her, tell her the truth. He felt excited and apprehensive all at once. Truth be told he'd never met a child like himself before. Even if she wasn't born into his world, she would be entering it soon. He'd been watching her for weeks and she certainly was one, a very gifted one at that.
From the moment he saw her he new he had to meet her, befriend her if possible, something. He pictured her long red curls, almond shaped eyes of emerald green, pale face with freckles splashed across it…no doubt about it, she was beautiful, like a lily. It was odd considering that was her name. Lily Evans.
Lily was as much unlike her bony, horse faced sister as humanly possible, something Severus was extremely grateful for.
"Tuney" She was called. What an odd name. She had strange obsession with ponies. They were everywhere: her shoes, shorts, skirts, shirts….. The thought off the girl made him shiver with fright and disgust.
As soon as he finished picturing the siblings they appeared, running down the path to the park. What was the muggle saying his father always exclaimed in situations like this… "Speak of the devil!"
Severus crouched down lower and watched.
He decided that he'd wait for Lily to do some more magic and then he'd be completely sure that she was a witch. He winced just imagining what would happen if after confronting her she turned out to be a muggle. It was hilarious to think that he would be the one who enlightened muggles to the fact that witches and wizards actually existed. That he, little awkward Severus Snape, would be the downfall of the wizarding world after many great sorcerers before him had not succeeded. He let out a little snort, and then froze. Had they heard him? He peeked through the bushes and was immensely relieved to see them obliviously swinging on the swings.
Lily jumped of the swing. She soared through the air laughing, going far too high and landing far too softly. There was the proof! This was his chance!
"Wahahaha" Tuney had attempted to fly like her sister but has fallen on the sand with a thud on her wrist. Lily ran to he aid and they left immediately.
That wretched "Tuney" ruins everything Severus thought. He could faintly hear her wails in the distance and stayed there behind the bush as they faded, along with his adrenalin and excitement.
When Severus got home later that evening he told his mother about Lily.
"Do you think she could be a witch?" Severus asked hopefully.
"If what you say is true, then yes." She answered slowly.
Severus grinned, he knew he was right.
"But, I do not want too see her anymore. "Eileen said seriously.
Severus was shocked, "What do you mean? But…. Mother…" He pleaded
"It is for your and her own goods. I know that the Evan's youngest child is of the right age to go to Hogwarts-"
Severus interrupted, "Yes, that's why I thought-"
"But," His mother continued, "I also know that she will be a muggleborn, and you will be a Slytherin. You know how it is. This is for your own good." She left before Severus could argue.
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(Note that this is a later scene- one of the ones we read about in DH)
Lily and Petunia were sitting in the living room. Petunia was still fuming over how mean the ugly boy at the park had been.
"He called you a witch! Can you believe it? A witch! The little scoundrel! How dare he!"
"Maybe he didn't mean it that way. He probably just saw how high I jumped off the swing, and let his imagination-"
"Lily do you actually believe him? You actually think that you're a witch? Ha! Your ridiculous."
"No I didn't mean-"
"Lily, listen to me. As your older sister I forbid you to consort with him ever again!"
Super Special Idiotic Bonus Scene
Four years later…
Petunia: The little freak didn't listen to me, and now she's practically dating the ugly greasball…
Five blocks away…
Eileen Snape: Silly boy, tough times lie ahead…
A/N: Thank-you so much if you read it! I know the end was really odd. You may find things like that throughout the story. Sorry, it's my story so I can add my idiotic whims to it if I want! Please review! I will slowly be putting my revised chapters.