Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters/ideas created by the lovely J.K Rowling

So, I've decided to rewrite my Harry Potter fic. I bet you're proud. Anywho, nothing spiffy to say. It's 2 in the morning, I should be sleeping, I have to go to school in the morning. Good night!

I will always remember my last year at Hogwarts with the fondest of memories. The wonderful teachers, the trips to Hogsmeade, the end of the year dance, but…most of all, I remember you, Severus Snape. Your presence at Hogwarts made life much more pleasant. Life was good in those days, I can still remember when we first met.

I remember our first meeting, back in our first year of Hogwarts. I had been friends with Cissy and the Black family for many years and in preparation for my and Sirius' first year, we all were off to Diagon Alley. Sirius and I were the best of friends, and his family was like my second. I miss the days we spent at his home, torturing Kreacher, spending time with little Regulus, and learning life lessons from Cissy and Bellatrix. But anyway, before my tangent continues…shopping at Diagon Alley. It was a few days before our first day of school when we met. I had just left Madame Malkins with the Blacks (only Sirius and Regulus), happy that I had my new robes, and was now on the way to the next destination, the Owlery. I remember that especially. Sirius, Regulus, and I had separated from the others so they could "secretly" buy an early birthday present for me. I was so excited! I had been pestering Sirius since I had received my acceptance letter by owl, begging for one of my own for my birthday. Finally, I was getting one, but it was a surprise. I met you that day, being shooed away by the sneaky duo, in between the snowy whites and tawny owls. You were so silent and small, kind of scrawny, but adorable all the same. I remember the impatient look you gave me when I smiled my best smile, holding out my tiny hand and saying, "Hello." You were so reluctant to answer, but I suppose I won you over.

"Hello, looking for an owl?" you asked.

It was then that I got to see a bit more of your face, well, somewhat. I could see your lovely dark eyes, somewhat hidden behind your midnight locks. I can't begin to tell you how cute you were back then.

"No. My brother is getting one for school. I'm just here looking around, admiring." I remember my voice had a sort of sigh to it. "You?"

"Just looking, thinking of getting a tawny for school…" you paused, looking off to the front of the store, then, catching my look of confusion, returning your gaze to me. "That's your brother? I saw you all come inside the store together…"

I turned to see Sirius, catching my eye then turning away quickly, busying himself with the cages of the more expensive owls. I returned to you with a grin, shaking my head lightly. "Well, technically he's not my brother, but we're so close that he could be."

"I see…"

I didn't get to hear whatever else you had going on in that pretty little head of yours. Sirius and Regulus had finished their shopping and called for me from the front door of the store. I turned to wave to them, letting them know I would be there soon, then looked back at you.

"Guess I have to go…see you at school?" I asked, extending my hand. "I'm Michela, by the way. Michela Ricci."

You put your hand in mine, returning the gesture. "I guess…most likely. And, I'm Severus Snape."

I don't remember much that was said after that, I suppose the excitement of finally getting my owl got to me. He was a handsome barn owl, so regal and elegant. My beloved little, Varius, what a faithful owl. Ah, but let me continue. I'll skip the shopping and move on to the first day, my first ride on the Hogwarts Express.

The first time I saw that scarlet train, all I could think of was one word: "Wow." I was so childishly amazed by the train that Sirius had to drag me off to find a seat. Oddly enough, he picked the only compartment that wasn't completely full, the one that you were occupying. I was so excited to see you, but…you seemed preoccupied by a certain someone in the next compartment. That mudblood, Lily Evans. I learned her name later in the years, but enough about her. You'll find out more later. Aside from that, the train ride was one full of light conversation, periodic appearances by Sirius, usually followed by the occasional over-protective glare towards you. It was rather interesting, and I began to like you, Sev, just a little more. Eventually, we arrived at our destination, the magnificent Hogwarts castle. I was a little disappointed after realizing I couldn't ride the "horseless" carriages, but the boat ride was more entertaining. I even got to ride with that loveable oaf, Hagrid! The most exciting and frightening part though, was being taken in by McGonagall and being sat on a stool, the old, mouthy hat being placed upon my head.

"Hmm, I can only see two choices for you, young lady. Perfect for Ravenclaw seeing that you're a very intelligent girl, however…I do see qualities of a Slytherin within you also. Hmm…" There was a pause. I could hear my own heart thumping frantically in my chest. Then… "SLYTHERIN!"

My memory fades a bit after that, I just suddenly remember being at the Slytherin table, being suffocated into a hug by Narcissa (I was told later that my face had a sort of stunned look and I sort of stumbled over to the table). Before my arrival to the Slytherin table, however, we did suffer a bit of disappointment. As Sirius had crossed the Great Hall, making his way to the stool, our fingers were crossed, hoping he went to Slytherin like the rest of the Black line. Our hopes were dashed as, before the hat even touched his head, it screamed; "GRYFFINDOR!" The whole Slytherin table became silent as the Gryffindor roared with their approval. The Black family had always been Sorted into Slytherin, this sudden occurrence was a shock for everyone, but no one more than Narcissa and Bellatrix. The three of us were stunned, I later learned to cope, but the other two didn't. My sadness disappeared when your name was called and you left from my side to go up to the stool, sitting down and having your eyes disappear beneath the rim of the Sorting Hat.

"SLYTHERIN!"

The entire Slytherin table burst into a cheer, clapping loudly for the new addition. I'll skip the rest of the ceremony from there, it's not as important. I don't think the Feast is as important either, thought I will admit it was interesting. Let's just say…it took a while to get the Yorkshire pudding from my hair. A Prefect was kind enough to let me go and wash it out before the feast ended. I felt a bit special inside, being the only First Year (as far as I knew) to see the Slytherin Common Room and Dorms before everyone else. I know it's not that wonderful, but forgive me for being a silly little eleven year old when I was younger. I was easily swayed by trivial things. Continuing on. After I finished cleaning, I had sat on my four-poster bed, enjoying the silence of the room. It was nice, at least for a while. Before I knew it, the sounds of a shuffling feet and muffled speech drifted up from the Common Room, announcing the arrival of the other students. Deciding to at least be present for the Prefect spiel, I made my way downstairs, in my lovely green robe, and found a spot on the couch, half-listening to the instructions of the Seventh Year.

"-and that's all you need to know about the Dorms. Remember, boys are not allowed in girls dorms, and don't even try to break that rule. You'll find out if you do."

There was a sort of uneasy silence over the students, mainly around the male portion. I smiled a bit at the thought of a spell that turned the sneaking boy into a girl for the rest of the day, holding back a soft giggle.

"The password is Salazar, and don't forget it. If you're outside and forget, you'll be stuck until someone enters or leaves."

With that, the Prefects left for their own dorms, leaving the students to themselves. As if pulled by some force, they all piled up the stairs to their dorms, ready for bed. I, feeling refreshed by my shower, remained on the soft couch, pulling my knees under me and sighing softly. After a moment, you just happened to plop down next to me with a gentle grunt.

"…So…"

"So?" I replied, half-smiling.

"Enjoying yourself so far?"

"I suppose. We haven't actually seen anything yet, and classes start tomorrow." I paused. "But yet, I'm am enjoying myself."

Our conversation was shortlived, and both of us slowly found ourselves falling asleep. We both needed our rest for our new life at Hogwarts.