Chasing the Sun

Just as a warning I am planning on this story being LM/SS slash, so if you don't like don't read. I however absolutely love this pairing but have yet to attempt writing it.

If people like it, it will be the first in a series of stories about the lives of them and their friends and family and how I like to believe they act around each other. I am completely forgetting about the seventh book and Snape's crush on Lilly along with that I am also changing their age difference slightly, as I said, it's in my head and it was like this before I read the seventh book.

Constructive criticism is always welcome I don't know everything about writing and as such constructive criticism is always welcome, it will help me to improve.

Now, I am aware that the prologue is not very exiting, but I needed to set the scene, I promise you it will get better.

Please let me know what you think

Prologue

The First day of first year

Severus Snape was finally free. Free from his pokey little home in Spinners End, free from his mothers constant crying and best of all, free from the father who was never happy without a bottle in his hand.

He was on a train which was whisking him away from his home and his parents and taking him to a new life at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and wizardry and he had never felt so happy in his life.

It was already quite a daunting prospect. He had arrived alone at the station and after finaly working out how to get onto the platform he was faced with hundreds of people bustling around. Parents saying goodbye to their loved ones – this caused Severus to bristle slightly with jealousy – friends greeting one another, cats, rats, frogs, floating trunks. He felt extremely small and out of place (not that this was something he was unused to) and as he made his way to the train he even managed to trip over the foot of a small black haired boy who glared daggers at him.

The train had started moving a few minutes ago and he was still trying to find a free compartment to sit in. Every one seemed completely full and those that weren't full contained kids that were much older than him and as such far too intimidating to talk to. He eventually found one that had three – what he thought to be – first years occupying it. He recognised one of the boys within to be the one he had tripped over earlier.

He took a deep breath and slid the door open, "Excuse me, do you mind if I sit in here?"

The boys inside looked at him and then started whispering to one another. Two of the boys were skinny with black hair, one whose was short and messy, the others was slightly longer. The third boy was larger than the other two and had mousy blonde hair and a nasty face. They eventually turned back around and the boy with the messy dark hair spoke, "are you joking?" He asked him.

Severus was confused, "Sorry?"

"Why would we want you sitting in here with us?" The other dark haired boy all but spat at him.

He took a step back and glared at the boys that were sitting down, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He asked offended.

"Look at you," The boy he had tripped over glared at him as though he was a piece of dirt, "if you're not an evil Slytherin I don't know who is and by the looks of you you're bloody poor too. Why would we want to associate with you?" The boys laughed cruelly.

Severus felt a bit put out; he wasn't sure what to reply to that. In fact he didn't have a clue why the boys were being so rude, he didn't even know them.

"Look at his hair, I bet he smells," the short fat one chimed in and Severus had had enough, he slammed the door on the laughing boys and continued down the train.

Right at the end of the train he found a cubicle that only had one person in it, a small boy with dark brown hair who was reading the Daily Prophet. Almost afraid of what might happen Severus opened the door and asked if he could join him.

"Yeah sure, go ahead the train's packed." The brown haired boy didn't smile but his voice was kind and he folded up his paper and put it to the side, "are you a first year too?" he asked.

"Yeah," Severus sighed slightly in relief that he wasn't being insulted again,

"My name's Walden McNair, what's yours."

"Severus Snape."

Severus managed to avoid the three boys when they got off of the train and all the first years were called away together. They had to ride tiny boats over a giant lake and they all got completely soaked and when they finally entered the place that the sorting ceremony was going to occur Severus kind of wished they hadn't. The great hall was absolutely huge and there were four long tables of students in different colours staring right at them. The house flags were flying over each respective table and the ceiling had been charmed to look like the outside. Severus was walking next to Walden and could feel his face burning as he saw all of the other students in the hall staring at the new first years. They were led to the front of the hall and all he wanted was for the ground to open up and swallow him.

At the front of the hall on a raised platform was a stool with an old looking wizards' hat on top and they were told that they had to sit on the stool and place the hat on their heads in order to be sorted. He stood silently as he watched person after person go up and put the hat on as it shouted out the name of the house they were to be in, Walden McNair, his new friend from the train was placed in Slytherin while the boys from before were placed in Gryffindor. He found himself hoping he would be in Slytherin and as far away from Gryffindor and those bastards as physically possible, even if that did mean he was evil. Luckily enough as he sat up on the stool the hat had barely touched his head before it was shouting SLYTHERIN and Severus went and sat next to Walden while his new house cheered. He scowled at the Gryffindor table as he went.

When everyone had finished the giant feast that they were given after the sorting the prefects from each house were told to lead their new first years to their new dorms and Severus reached the unfortunate decision that he must be one of the most unlucky people alive as his bumped straight into the boy he now knew to be called Sirius Black.

"What a surprise," the boy along with his two other friends James Potter and Peter Pettigrew were leering at him while a smaller blond boy watched quietly, Remus Lupin Severus remembered his name to be, "I knew he'd be an evil Slytherin."

"I didn't doubt you James," Black glared at him, "you'd better stay away from us you evil git, we don't want people like you anywhere near us." And with a final glare the four boys were gone, Lupin trailing after them, leaving Severus clenching his fists and scowling at their backs.

"What's their problem?" Walden came up behind Severus, "Do you know them?"

"Nope," Severus was still glaring at their backs, "I met them on the train today and they just started insulting me."

Walden joined him in glaring at the backs of the Gryfindor's, "Ignore them", he said, "what tossers."

"Oh well. Come on, the prefects are leaving." Severus grabbed Walden's arm, leading him towards the other Slytherin first years and the doors of the great hall.

The clock Severus had by his bed read 1:15am and he was still tossing and turning and trying to sleep. He could hear the heavy breathing of his sleeping dorm mates and was getting progressively frustrated.

By the time the clock read 1:30am the dark haired first year had given up on his bed and was wondering down to the common room, book in hand to sit by the fire. The Slytherin dungeons, Severus had decided, were fantastic, they were all stone yet they weren't cold at all because of the heating spells and they were well lit with lanterns. The beds were huge four poster beds and Severus had never even gotten close to anything so comfortable, the common room was huge with a big fire place, tables to work at and leather sofas and the whole place was decorated in green and silver.

Of course, it was becoming obvious that the heating spells weren't used in the middle of the night and Severus shivered and pulled his robe tightly around himself as he entered the common room, only to find another boy doing exactly what he had planned.

The boy looked only slightly older than him and he was one of the most beautiful males Severus had ever laid his eyes on. He had longish blond hair that was pulled back from his face by a black ribbon and a pale almost aristocratic face. He was leaning back in one of the leather chairs, his feet curled beneath him and an expensive looking silk dressing gown around him.

The boy looked up at him and the younger boy blushed a deep red at being caught staring, "I…uh…I-I'm sorry I disturbed you…I-I couldn't sleep."

The blonde boy looked him up and down in a decidedly aristocratic was, "don't worry about it," he said after a minute, giving him a lazy smile, "me neither, you can sit if you want, I always find reading by the fire helps when I get a burst of insomnia." He smiled again and Severus didn't think he had seen anything so beautiful.

"T-Thank you," he answered, stuttering slightly and sat down on the dark green leather sofa opposite the older boy. He opened his book and read, stealing glances at the blond every so often.

"Do you have any idea who that was?" It was breakfast time on the first morning of classes and Severus had just finished telling Walden about his late night meeting with the blond boy the night before.

"No. Why would I know who he is?" he asked.

"Because he's Lucius Malfoy!" Walden all but shouted, shocked at his new friends lack of knowledge.

"Who?"

"Lucius Malfoy," Walden let out an aggravated sigh and gave Severus a playful glare, "where have you been. Don't tell me you've never heard of the Malfoy's?"

"I really haven't" Severus said honestly, feeling a bit stupid.

"They're like this family of millionaires – probably billionaires actually, they're always at some huge social event or another and they're always in the papers. I can't believe you spoke to him! The Malfoy's are supposed to be completely untouchable, really stuck up. Apparently they look down on anyone who isn't as rich or powerful as them. I can't believe he spoke to you."

"Yeah, you've said that already, thanks." Severus scowled

"Oh come on Sev, if you were him, would you speak to you. Look at the people he's sitting with," they both glanced up the table at the group of second years Lucius belonged to, next to Lucius himself there was an attractive Italian looking boy with chocolate brown hair that fell in his eyes, a rich looking boy with neat short black hair and a third boy with longish light brown hair, "they're all gorgeous and no doubt all rich." Walden continued.

"You're probably right," he agreed and gave Walden a glare for the nickname, "and that's not my name."

Walden gave him smirk "Whatever, now lets go see if we can find our first class."

Overall, Severus Snape's first day of lessons at Hogwarts hadn't gone to badly, he had managed to cast a perfect levitation charm in his first charms class, had excelled at potions and even felt he had done relatively well in transfigurations, even though the teacher, Professor McGonagall seemed to have it in for the Slytherin's in the class.

At the moment however his day was taking a definite turn for the worse. He was surrounded by Black, Potter and Pettigrew. Potter and Black were pushing him and shoving him and shooting insults while the short fat one stood and laughed. He had dropped his bag after the first shove so he could guard himself with his arms and Black had trodden on it, breaking the vials of potion ingredients that he had barely been able to able to afford and will never be able to replace.

A particularly hard shove sent him to the floor against the wall.

"Poor greasy snivellus can't even defend himself," Severus curled up and wrapped his arms around his chest; bracing himself for the kick he knew was coming. He closed his eyes, but the kick never came and when he opened them again he saw Black leaning against the wall opposite clutching a bleeding nose and the Blonde he now knew to be Lucius Malfoy standing in front of him with his wand out.

"If I were you I would get out of here quickly or a broken nose will be the least of your problems you pathetic Gryffindor's" Lucius' voice was low and dangerous and Potter, Black and Pettigrew with one last glare in Severus' direction did the intelligent thing and retreated.

Lucius turned around and looked at Severus who fidgeted under the older boy's scrutiny, doing his best not to embarrass himself and release the tears that had been building up.

Then Lucius smiled at him, a real, beautiful smile and offered his hand and the tears were gone immediately.

"Thank you." Severus said quietly, embarrassed.

"No problem," Lucius picked up the younger boys bag and handed it to him, "although, if you don't mind me asking, it's only your second day, what did you do to make them start on you like that,"

"Nothing that I know of," Severus shrugged and sighed, "I guess I'm just an easy target."

"You shouldn't let them treat you like that; you should have stood up for yourself."

"Yeah, well, that's not something I'm used to doing."

"Then I guess I'll just have to teach you," Lucius grinned and held out his hand again, "I'm Lucius Malfoy by the way, second year."

"I know who you are."

"You mean you think you do." Lucius gave a sly smirk, "You shouldn't believe everything you read in the paper." He winked and Severus stopped breathing.

After collecting himself Severus returned the smirk took the proffered hand, "I'm Severus. Severus Snape."

"Good to meet you Severus Snape."

TBC

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