Severus Snape was not having a good day, not that he ever did. After yet another row with Lily about his friends, who apparently were so dark and evil, she'd stormed off in a huff. Why couldn't she understand that it wasn't easy to go up against your housemates when you have to share a dorm with them. This wasn't Gryffindor with it's parties and games. This was Slytherin where everybody knew their place and did not step outside of it. And the fact was, the poor half-blood was going to be the lowest in the pecking order.

And even if he could rebel against them, he wasn't sure if he would. For all that he feared them, they at least showed form of respect, something the rest of this shitty school did not seem to do. And they offered him a way out. He did not agree with their beliefs about muggleborns. He'd once made clear to Lily that blood purity did not matter to him, and in spite of what those bastards Potter and Black would often say, he was not a blood supremacist. Even so, if he were to join the Dark Lord, he knew those bastards would not dare disrespect him again. That was what all this was about. The Dark Lord would make him strong. He wouldn't be Snivellus anymore, he'd be a victorious soldier of the Dark Lord's conquering army, and he'd make those two evil little shits kneel and his feet and beg for mercy.

But he'd never tell Lily any of that. Far as she was concerned he was turning dark and she was scared of what he was becoming. He tried to point out that some of what James Potter and his friends did was at least as bad as what his housemates got up to. Far as Severus was concerned, any magic that was used to hurt someone was dark, and the only thing he could do was fight with fire. After Black had tried to kill him by feeding him to Lupin, he realised that it was time to play as dirty as they did.

It was Hogsmeade weekend coming up, and he knew he should ask her to go with him as he normally did, but the problem was that she thought he was asking as friends. Because that was all he'd ever be. He'd never be more than a friend to her.

''You're better off without that Mudblood anyway, mate,'' Mulciber told him, his face alight with Malice. Severus cringed at the comment. He knew one day he would have to make an impossible choice. His housemates and his future glory, or his best friend and a love he knew would never be returned.


The Dalek Commander whirled around as Unit 5 returned to the dimly-lit ship.

''REPORT!'' the Commander ordered.

''POWER CABLING RE-ROUTED. BATTLE CRAFT WILL BE RESTORED TO FULL POWER WITHIN DAYS.''

The Daleks had woken from their millenia of hibernation a few days previous. A quick scan had revealed they were on Earth, though it was unclear whether they were in their home-universe or one of the many parallels that existed around it. Either way, their mission remained unchanged. Each Dalek unit had individually left the ship and stolen power from a power station several miles away. Although their travel machines were now repaired and battle-ready, the ship, crashed under the planet's soil, remained badly damaged. It retained the same self-repair technology the Daleks themselves had, but it would require vasts amounts of power, and the only possible way was to siphon power from the human's feeble power networks.

''WHEN THE SHIP IS RESTORED, WE SHALL EMERGE,'' the Commander declared, ''THIS WORLD IS PRIMITIVE. THE ARMIES OF EARTH POSE NO THREAT TO THE POWER OF THE DALEKS. WE SHALL CONQUER THIS WORLD.''

''AND FROM THIS PLANET, WE SHALL CONSUME THE UNIVERSE!'' Unit 2 cheered.

The Commander remained silent. It knew it's subordinate was right. The humans were nothing compared to the sheer power of the Daleks. Even without the ship the human military had nothing that could even touch the Daleks, but the events that had brought them here had taught the Commander to take nothing for granted.


It was morning and Lily Evans pranced through the corridors of Hogwarts with a smile on her face. The Gryffindors had been up most of the night having quite possibly the biggest party of the year. Lily was rather tired and some of her friends hadn't even got out of bed. There was a particular person on her mind, but he was someone who she both wanted to see more than anyone and wished would just stay way from her.

Think of the devil and he shall appear. ''Lily!'' Sev's familiar voice called, as she heard him jogging up to her.

''Hello, Sev,'' Lily murmured, not in the mood to deal with him after yesterday's argument.

''I'm sorry about yesterday,'' Sev said softly.

''You should be!'' Lily replied, ''Why can't you see that those people are vile? Hanging around with them will only lead to one place, Sev.'' They both knew what she meant.

''Can we just not talk about it?'' Sev tried. Lily nodded sadly. They both knew this topic would come up again, but neither wanted to fight, at least not now.

''What did you want then?'' Lily asked.

''I was hoping you'd come to Hogsmeade with me?'' Sev murmured.

''Of course, Sev! Why wouldn't I?''

Sev smiled, as though a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders, ''You're brilliant, Lils!'' He said, ''See you tomorrow then.''

Lily smiled a sad smile as he sprinted away. She could feel her grip on him loosen every day. From that horrible day when they'd been sorted into two different houses, their lives hadn't been able to run the same. Sometimes she wished they'd both just been put in Hufflepuff or something. At least then they wouldn't have to deal with those disgusting Slytherins or James Potter's gang of thugs.

Lily sighed and kept walking on. There was a war on, and sooner or later everyone would have to decide whose side they were on.


And we're onto the story proper. I hope you guys liked the way I wrote Snape and Lily. I know most people tend to write teenaged-Snape as a typical blood supremacist, but JKR has always said that his support for the DE's was more about his own insecurities than anything else.

Next chapter: Dumbledore, Hogsmeade, and more Daleks having fun.