----The Black sisters, plus one, ran down the hallways giggling towards the stone steps that led to
the Slytherin common room. Barely able to make it down the stairs from laughing so hard, they
stumbled and clung to the walls, needing their strength to hold them up. "Pesky Peeves," Narcissa
giggled out the password. "Did you see the look of horror on his face!" Bellatrix exclaimed, doing
her best impression of poor Professor Flitwick's face when the dungbomb went off from under the
stand of books he used as an extra set of feet, as they clamored into the room. Bored of class,
Narcissa had brought the dungbombs that she had bought at Zonko's the other week for their
spring trip to Hogsmead to class. In a loud, messy, smelly 'poof', the little legs of the man went
over his head as he tumbled back into more books, sending sheets of paper flying everywhere
along with the extra stores of feathers the first years were learning to levitate. Covered in dung,
Flitwick stood up; the feathers sticking to him, making him look like a chicken, perfect size too. So
infuriated at what had just happened he was unable to teach and had to go to the hospital wing for
a good cleaning. Professor McGonagall, who had taken over, was none too pleased at what had
happened. Not just because she had to give up her planning hour to watch the class, but because
of the horrid smell the incident left behind, and the immature conduct of a Hogwart's student, or
students. Seeing the classroom unfit for teaching, she took them out to one of the castle's many
courtyards for the lesson. Deciding to stir up some more fun, Abdromeda decided to conjure
dozens of frogs leaping everywhere. They seemed to be particularly interested in McGonagall's
hair and baggy sleeves.
----"We should do that more often, that was fun," Narcissa remarked, making her way over to a
long ivory blond haired boy sitting at a table, trying to study. "I think you would have enjoyed it
Lucius. It was rather entertaining," she smiled, placing a kiss on his cheek. "What did you do now
Narci?" Lucius asked, already somewhat amused by the giggling girls. "Yes Narci," Bellatrix
mocked her sister's affectionate pet name, "Tell Lucius what happened." Narcissa blushed slightly,
coloring her pale white skin. "Well that is amusing," Lucius laughed, after hearing about his
fiancé's antics. "I think if he were listening, that Severus would have even cracked a smile at that
one," he said, turing in his chair to glance at the lanky, greasy haired boy who was hunched up in
the sitting chair with his hooked nose in a book. "Sitting like that Severus," Bellatrix addressed the
boy," you almost look like one of those frogs we let loose. Except with that nose of yours, you
would be mistaken for a Hippogriff," she sneered. Bellatrix never liked Severus, and she made it
clear every chance she got. He was better at potions than she was and favored by their head of
house for his talents. Though he didn't gloat in the favoritism or use it to his advantage, she still
didn't have much of a liking for the boy. Maybe it was because he didn't use the favoritism to his
advantage. "Leave him alone Bella," the plus one spoke up. She had raven black hair just like
Bellatrix's, but her's was wavy, and instead of the typical bright blue Black eyes, she had a deep
ocean blue to her's. "Ohhh! Selene and Severus...now, that is a lovely match," Bellatrix assessed
the two. "Bellatrix," Selene's lips curved into a mischievous smile, "I often wondered why your
name wasn't Punch," "Why is that?" "Because that's what I'm about to do to you," Selene lunged at
her to give her a fright, but stopped to laugh when Bella brought her forearms up to protect her
face. "I wouldn't actually hit you...yet," she smiled at her friend. "If you noisy mandrakes are quite
finished, I would like to return to my studies in peace," Lucius stated, not taking his gaze from the
book in front of him. "Later Hipogriff," Bella cooed from the spiral steps leading to the girl's
dormitory. Snapping the book shut, Severus stormed out of the common room.
----Running after him, Selene grabbed Severus by the arm. "Let go of me!" he grumbled.
"Severus!" she grabbed his arm again, turning him towards her. "Listen! I'm really sorry about
Bella! She's just jealous that you're amazingly smart and talented." Severus looked at her in
somewhat concealed surprise, but Selene noticed it. "Don't act so surprised, you are." "I know...I
mean...It's just that...No one's ever been nice to me. Well Lucius, but only when he wants
something," he swallowed. Being this close to a girl made him nervous, but being that it was
Selene, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen made him all the more uneasy. "There you are Rat
Boy!" It was James Potter, and not too far behind were his friends. "Oh! I'm sorry to interrupt; I
didn't realize Severus was getting some action!" Severus lowered his head. "That's right! Bow
before beauty Rat!" James mocked, noticing. "Here's an action for you James!" Selene spat.
"Ritachampra!" a lightning bolt shot out of her wand, bouncing off the walls, hitting James and the
rest of them. Fleeing up the stairs to get away, James's pants fell and the lightning bolt hit him in
his bum. Selene gave a little laugh before she turned back to Severus, who was trying to slip away.
"Hold on," she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Severus, why do you give into them? Lowering your
head as if trying to hide it between your shoulders. They'll only taunt you more. You can get back at
them. Particularly James, I know you can and I know you will," she took his head in her hands. "No I
can't," he mumbled. "Yes you can," it didn't take her long to debate before she kissed him. It was
the greatest feeling Severus ever had in his life. No perfectly done complicated potion could ever
top this moment in his life. Selene felt relieved. She knew she wanted to do this ever since she
first saw him. She could sense there was something about him, something mysterious, something
exciting. Now she knew it was true. She smiled up at him, and turned to leave when he caught her
wrist and brought her back into yet another kiss. Everything Severus truly was came though in this
kiss. Kindness, compassion, mystery, thrill, cleverness, wit, just about every human emotion there
was, was there in this kiss. "Thank you," Selene breathed. "No, thank you," he took her into his
arms and placed a kiss on her forehead.
----It was an accident. Bad weather and a run-away cat. Selene was walking along the main
entrance hall hand in hand with Severus when she spotted her cat. Attempting to grab it, she
startled it causing to run out the great oak doors. "Salem!" she called, running to follow it, hopefully
with the end result of catching the beast. "Selene!" Severus called after her, not far behind. "A
storm's coming! We should go back in!" barely able to shout above to howling wind. "Drat!" she
cursed as the cat ran into a hole at the base of some tree. That 'some tree' was the Whomping
Willow, Selene realized when it started swing angrily at her. "AH!" she screamed, just as one of it's
thick branches swung at her, knocking away from the hole it guarded. Suddenly the tree made a
noise that was not in it's nature. Popping and groaning, one of it's thicker branches fell...just above
from where Selene stood. All charms and spells were lost as Severus's mind tried to comprehend
the reality of what was happening. With a scream from Selene, the branch fell on her chest,
crushing her to the ground. "Selene!" the frantic cry from his lips brought the attention of teachers
with their windows open and students that happened to hear. Running over to her, with the
Whomping Willow motionless, almost as if realizing what had just happened, Severus ran to her
side. "Selene!" he felt her forehead, brushing back the little wisps of hair that framed her face. Her
eyes fluttered, and she gave a faint smile. Not understanding what was going on, James, who had
run up just moments ago, was about to comment when Severus looked at him as he'd never
looked at him before, or anyone before. Fear and what may have been the begging of tears welled
in his eyes. It could have just been that he was so wide eyed with fear that his eyes were dried.
"Selene," he turned his attention back to the body that was starting to get cold. "Selene!" he
screamed. By this time half the school and staff were out on the lawn. Headmaster Dippit and
Professor Dumbledore stood in front, not sure on how to comfort the distraught student.
"Everything's going to be fine Severus," Selene whispered just loud enough for him to hear.
"You're going to be ok. I promise," she smiled, but sucked in a breath of pain. She squeezed his
hand, trying to reassure him she was fine, even though she was not. She smiled up at him, letting
out her last and final breath. "SELENE!" Severus shouted. Dumbledore kneeled beside him, laying
a comforting hand on his shoulder, but Severus shrugged it off and ran. Blinded by anger and hurt
at what had just happened he didn't even notice anyone or anything. Not even the sobbing Black
sisters and a few other of Selene's friends. Selene...Selene...she was gone! NO! These thoughts
haunted Severus as he ran. Running to where he did not know, and he did not care. Now every
feeling of anger he would turn on James. James was there every time something bad happened.
James was usably the cause of it, but the last person he wanted to see at a time like this was the
first person he saw. Severus vowed to make everything dealing with James a living hell. For
Selene, he would vow and vowed. For Selene...