A/N: Yay! I have a wonderful beta! I am re posting chapter one, beta-ed!
Snape's Here.
Thanks to my beta, Johanna!
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"Professor Snape's here!"
"Who?"
"Snape, you know, the greasy haired Potions Professor from school."
"Oh, that *Snape*. Tell him to hold on a minute."
I am worried.... no just, just...I dunno. I can't believe Snape's here. I know that it is nothing personal. He will never see past James Potter. I tug on my jeans; since I share a flat with Ron, I only wear boxers. I grin. I can just picture Ron answering the door stalkers. I can see his red face now.
Now dressed, I walk out of my room to see Snape there, looking like he did the last time I saw him, 2½ years ago. Ron, like I guessed, is red in the face, with Hermione's old pink robe on. She must have left it here last night.
"Yes? What do you want, I am sure you aren't here to laugh for 'the old time's sake'." I have to be rude. My heart's only desire is out of my reach.
Snape sneers like I thought he would. "You are correct. The Headmaster wants you to come to the Head quarters." His voice is cold, but it is weary.
I am mad. I know that Dumbledore wants me to join the Order, like he has been since I left school. I glare, because I know. I just know. I wanted to be left alone. It is quite strange, I must admit, that Voldemort hasn't done anything. No strange dreams, no dead family, no nothing.
"Why?" I know the answer, but I want to hear his voice.
He sighs. "What do you think Potter? What has he been doing the past three years?" I can tell that the age has taken its toll on him, but you know what? I still love him.
I honestly don't know what to do. I think about it. Maybe if I join, he'll leave me the hell alone.
"Ok, Professor." I sigh in defeat.
"Now, I guess you can call me Severus."
That gets my attention. I try not to smile.
"Great. Call me Harry?"
"Ok, Pot-Harry, we will be going by Floo."
Now Ron looks uncomfortable. I can tell. On his behalf, I know he's happy for he has been working with the Ministry and the Order.
**********Ron's POV**************
Even though I don't like Snape that much, I know that they will be happy together. Ever since he got out of St. Mungos, he has been in and out of depression. I am guessing that Snape doesn't know that much but I am sure that someone will tell him. I am happy for Harry; he has been lonely. I have Hermione, Sirius has Remus I think, and Ginny has Neville! Everyone is pairing up but Harry.
Now, I think that I am going to be late for work.
Snape's Here.
Thanks to my beta, Johanna!
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"Professor Snape's here!"
"Who?"
"Snape, you know, the greasy haired Potions Professor from school."
"Oh, that *Snape*. Tell him to hold on a minute."
I am worried.... no just, just...I dunno. I can't believe Snape's here. I know that it is nothing personal. He will never see past James Potter. I tug on my jeans; since I share a flat with Ron, I only wear boxers. I grin. I can just picture Ron answering the door stalkers. I can see his red face now.
Now dressed, I walk out of my room to see Snape there, looking like he did the last time I saw him, 2½ years ago. Ron, like I guessed, is red in the face, with Hermione's old pink robe on. She must have left it here last night.
"Yes? What do you want, I am sure you aren't here to laugh for 'the old time's sake'." I have to be rude. My heart's only desire is out of my reach.
Snape sneers like I thought he would. "You are correct. The Headmaster wants you to come to the Head quarters." His voice is cold, but it is weary.
I am mad. I know that Dumbledore wants me to join the Order, like he has been since I left school. I glare, because I know. I just know. I wanted to be left alone. It is quite strange, I must admit, that Voldemort hasn't done anything. No strange dreams, no dead family, no nothing.
"Why?" I know the answer, but I want to hear his voice.
He sighs. "What do you think Potter? What has he been doing the past three years?" I can tell that the age has taken its toll on him, but you know what? I still love him.
I honestly don't know what to do. I think about it. Maybe if I join, he'll leave me the hell alone.
"Ok, Professor." I sigh in defeat.
"Now, I guess you can call me Severus."
That gets my attention. I try not to smile.
"Great. Call me Harry?"
"Ok, Pot-Harry, we will be going by Floo."
Now Ron looks uncomfortable. I can tell. On his behalf, I know he's happy for he has been working with the Ministry and the Order.
**********Ron's POV**************
Even though I don't like Snape that much, I know that they will be happy together. Ever since he got out of St. Mungos, he has been in and out of depression. I am guessing that Snape doesn't know that much but I am sure that someone will tell him. I am happy for Harry; he has been lonely. I have Hermione, Sirius has Remus I think, and Ginny has Neville! Everyone is pairing up but Harry.
Now, I think that I am going to be late for work.