Summary
Warning: Deathly Hallow Spoilers 'He watched her in awe; afraid that is he blinked she would vanish. An angel, he was sure but he still kept his distance. She would never talk to a boy like him'. A story of Snape's feelings for Lily Evans from the first day he met her and continuing as their friendship blossomed, grew and ended.
5 reviews for the first chapter before I write the next, then 3 reviews for every other chappie before I continue…story or a series of one-shots? Not sure yet.
Might take me a while to update, I'm rather busy this summer and I'm also writing an Avalon High fic but I promise I'll try.
Secrets and Lies of Severus Snape- First Glimpse
A lone figure wandered slowly through Spinners End. He knew he should have been home hours ago but he didn't expect anyone to have noticed he'd gone, let alone that he hadn't yet arrived home. He tried to shake off the thought but it didn't work. Aimlessly, he bent to the ground and picked up a small pebble, turning it round and round in his fingers.
He was a strange boy. Many of the residents, especially the children, tried to stay out the way of him and his family. There seemed to be an aura that surrounded them, making them different from the rest of the community. Most residents would say that the young Snape boy didn't know how to have fun. Instead, he had a habit of lurking in corners and sheltering in bushes, coming out into the open only at night.
His face was sallow and thin with a large hooked nose and black eyes. Long, greasy black hair hung over his face, adding to its mystery. He seemed to always wear an expression of misery, only occasionally turning to one of contempt and hatred.
He was wearing that look now as he thought about returning home for the evening. Severus was a lonely boy. He had no siblings and, currently, all his parents did was argue. His dad, a muggle or non-wizard, didn't like magic much but his mother was a powerful witch of the 'Prince' line. Young Severus liked this connection and his mother's ancestry. He was a half a prince, half royal. In his mind, that made him special. They'd have to make friends with him at school with THAT connection. He wouldn't be lonely anymore then, would he? A rare yet greedy smile graced his features lifting them and yet making them seem much more terrifying.
A rustle in the bushes shook him from his thoughts. He span round to face the disturbance, not wanting to run and look cowardly but terrified he would, yet again, be beaten and bullied by the local thugs. At least, they thought they were hard, thought they were thugs with that Vernon Dursley at their head. True, Severus knew for and 11 year old be Dursley was strong when he had his mates to back him up but he couldn't wait for the day when he, aged 17, would meet Dursley on his own and show him what real strength and power was.
Again, a rustle in the bushes shook Severus from his thoughts. This time, he was prepared, already facing them, knowing what was coming, he shot his hand towards the bushes and let the 'wild', uncontrollable magic take hold. The bush burst into flame and a young girl, probably his age, leapt, squealing from the bush.
"No, no stop! Why is there fire? STOP!" She screamed at the flames and, to both hers and Severus' surprise, they flickered and burnt out on her command. Staring in awe, Severus took in the girl's appearance. He hadn't seen her around before and she didn't seem to have noticed him so he stared, unashamedly, until he had taken everything in. Her long, red hair hung smooth and sleek down her back, not particularly styled but clean, shiny and well taken care of. Her eyes were a startling shade of green that shone exactly like emeralds. Her face seemed to be perfectly placed, a light spattering of summer freckles covered her nose and cheeks and the emerald eyes he was so drawn to were surrounded by long, dark lashes. She was, as far as a 10 year old boy could see, beautiful.
"Lily, Lily!" Screamed a high voice from somewhere close by and Severus instinctively backed out of sight into the bushes. He didn't want to be caught staring at this young girl beside a burnt bush. People already thought he was strange, already suspected him of magic.
"Tuney," Lily replied. "I-I didn't mean the fire, I stopped it though but I-I don't know how it happened. Oh, please don't tell mum and dad I'm in enough trouble already, please!" Her eyes, wide with fear, glistened with tears as she ran towards what Severus suspected to be her sister.
"Lil, you shouldn't have snuck out mum and dad are going spare AND they'll blame it all on me, I bet, for not talking better care of you. As for the fire, you aren't hurt are you? I won't tell them though, as long as you don't sneak out again. Promise?" She through her sister a questioning look as the fear in Lily's eyes turned to a look of mischief.
"Promise." Her fingers were crossed behind her back, Severus noticed, suppressing a chuckle. He really had to get to know this Lily girl, he thought, watching her and her sister walk out of Spinners End and turn a corner. He disregarded her beauty for now, thinking only of the intriguing facts about her instead, trying to piece together her personality.
Counting on his fingers the reasons that made her so interesting to him he began again his aimless wondering of Spinners End wearing, for the first time since he had been a little child, a smile not brought on by greed or a longing for power but a much simpler, much happier prospect. Lilly.