Author's Note : So Bascially, this story is a five chapter story for Harry Potter. It is to be entered in a contest which is held by id rape carlisle. If you like the story, just review, and I'll continue it on and make a sequel If you don't, well, then don't review. Obvious and easy enough. This story will be a Severus Snape/OC during the Maurader time period. So, both Snape and OC will be students. Please, enjoy!

Chapter One

He was a strange person, as some would say. He let his hair grow long and greasy, and flopped against his face uncharacteristically. He wasn't know for his looks, but for his smarts in Potions class, and for his witness and rudeness. People hated him, for he treated others how he treated them. But, he had let things slip.

He called his friend a mud-blood. Now, he had no one. This lonely person, was named Severus Snape. He was a lonely Slytherin who usually kept to himself, avoided the Marauders, and read about Potions.

I on the other hand, was a lonley Ravenclaw, who no one bothered to meet. My brown hair was kept in a bun on top of my head. My eyes were a boring grey, and my skin was dotted by freckles. I was smart, but had social issues that came with this.

Sometimes, I can be a smart ass. That had been my major down fall with the friends I had, leaving me alone. I had a cat. It died though. So now, I'm left alone. But being alone, with no cat and no friends, I had time to myself to think.

That was when I met Severus Snape. It was a snowy winter day. Many had left home for the holidays, I deciding to stay at Hogwarts- to avoid getting a Death Eater's mark. I mostly spent my time reading over by the now frozen over Black lake. I had carried a large stack of books over to the dead tree, and sat under it.

I kept warm with leg warmers, a scarf, leggings and a hat. Hoping that I wouldn't catch hypothermia and die alone. I flipped open my Potions books. Slughorn has been grinding me about my grades and how ' One such as myself shouldn't fail such a simple class.' But whenever I tried in that class, things just blew up in my face. Literally.

So, I decided to spend that summer studing potions. I had just flipped the page as I read on about the importance of mixing the potion well, and how to be successful in doing so. The sound of snow crunching under someone's feet. I looked up, to see the greasy Severus Snape walking towards the lake, a few meters away and taking a seat.

He pulled out a book and began to read also. I studied him from under my eye lashes. He had porcelin skin, a hooked nose, and a beautiful shade of raven colored hair. His dark eyes would look up occasionally as he felt my eyes bore onto his face. So, I shot my eyes back down and faked an interest in my potions book.

We sat there for about ten minutes. Looking back and forth at each other- studying each other.

"What are you reading?" I had asked curiously. He had been close enough to hear, and I've studied every physical part of him, and now wanted to hear a voice a person such as himself would sound like.

"Potions, of course. " His voice bored. His eyes shot to my scarf. " Ravenclaw?"

"No. Hufflepuff." He stared for a moment confused. " I'm kidding."

He simply shook his head and went back to his book. We read in silence for a few minutes, before finally decided to ask one of the most important questions.

" Hey, Slytherin?" I asked.

" Hm? " He asked sounding sort of irritated.

" Whats your name?"

" Snape, Severus. " He replied cooly.

I waited him to ask my name but he hadn't. I slipped my books in my bag before standing. i straighten out my bottoms, before turning back to him.

" By the way. My name is Mary Macdonald. Thanks for asking." I gave a one sided smirk, before turning and walking off towards the castle to continue on with my day.