It has now been a full week since the snake accident. Severus was now out of muggle school (which he had to endure for one week which wasn't so bad since they didn't do much) and now in summer break. Lying down on his bed in the cupboard, he let out a sigh. He hadn't realized that much things would be different from him and Harry. One fact was that he looked nothing like Harry except for the scar on his head. Another fact was that he, much to his displeasure, got a more girlish look that Potter and thought that for him instead of having his mothers eyes he was going to get stuck with his mothers looks and his father eyes.
"Bloody hell," He murmured. "At least I don't have my father's nose any more...but still....EYES WOULD'VE BEEN BETTER!"
Getting out of bed slowly, he walked out of the room and went into the kitchen. Taking a seat, he found out that they were refusing to give him food....again. Sighing, he heard a car stop then slowly start up again. Obviously the mail had came.
"Dudley go get the mail," Aunt Petunia said.
"Daddy I don't want to get the mail!" Dudley said. "Get girly Sevy to do it!"
"Severus go get the mail," Uncle Vernon said.
"Why should I?" Severus said.
"Dudley poke Severus with your smelting stick," Uncle Vernon continued.
Barley missing the stick, Severus quickly got up from the table and dashed towards the door. Going outside, he walked up towards the mailbox and opened it. Getting out all the mail he closed the mailbox and went back inside looking through the mail. That's when he noticed one of them was addressed to him.
Mr. S. Snape
The Cupboard under the Stairs
4 Privet Drive
Little W hinging
Surrey
Staring at the letter, he was about to open it when a shout came from the kitchen.
"HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO GET A MAIL?!" The voice shouted. "GET IN HERE BOY!"
Grumbling, Severus walked into the kitchen and handed Uncle Vernon all the mail except his. Just as he was about to open it his dear new cousin Dudley spotted him and looked at Uncle Vernon.
"Daddy Severus has gotten mail!" He said.
"Give it to me boy!" Uncle Vernon shouted.
Handing it over quietly Severus watched Uncle Vernon ripped it open while Dudley smirked at him. For a while there was only silence as Uncle Vernon read the letter. His entire face turned purple and he showed Aunt Petunia who looked shocked.
"I want to read it father!" Dudley said angrily poking his father's head with his smelting stick.
"It's my letter I want to read it!" Severus said angrily not caring that he sounded a bit childish.
"OUT!" Uncle Vernon shouted. "OUT OUT OUT!"
Grabbing them both by the scruff of the neck, Uncle Vernon threw them out of the room and slam the door. The two boys started fighting over who would get to look through the key hole....Dudley won of course since Severus didn't have muscles and had a very small frame that Dudley easily crushed. Getting onto his knees, he gave Dudley a glare then crawled towards the door and laid down to listen through the crack in between the floor and the door.
"I can't believe they know where he sleeps!" Aunt Petunia whispered.
"They must watch the house," Uncle Vernon grumbled. "But we vowed that we would stamp out that dangerous nonsense out of him."
That evening Severus was in his cupboard laying on his bed. He was told to stay there after the mail incident so he did as he was told (it was either that or get hit). So during that time he just started to wonder about how his memories would be change. Being a potions teacher was fresh in his mind still but he also had a memory of himself perhaps five years old (Though since he wasn't fed a lot he could've been seven and just short) doing homework. He also had a memory of getting so excited of getting an A on a test but it was ripped to shreds after Dudley found out and demanded that no one could see it.
"I now know why Potter stays at Hogwarts so much," Severus grumbled. "This place is horrible no wonder he doesn't go home during the holidays."
Remembering past memories that he never recalled happening, he watched the door opened and saw Uncle Vernon come in.
"Where's my letter?" He asked quickly knowing that he'd get hurt for it.
"It was a mistake," Uncle Vernon said. "I burned it."
"IT WASN'T A MISTAKE IT WAS ADDRESSED TO ME! IT EVEN HAD MY CUPBOARD ON IT!"
"SILENCE!"
Severus fell silent then watched Uncle Vernon loosening his tie. He must have just come back from work...He thought.
"Well Severus....you appear to be getting too big for this cupboard...," He said. "Your aunt and I have been thinking that it would be nice if you move into Dudley's second bedroom."
Before he could ask a question Uncle Vernon gave him a glare.
"Take your stuff upstairs!" He said angrily.
Without another word, Severus got all his stuff (which wasn't much) and walked upstairs with Uncle Vernon. Opening the door to the second bedroom, Uncle Vernon pushed Severus in it then slam the door. Grumbling a bit, Severus put his stuff in the drawers and then noticed a bunch of broken toys and other objects.
"So this is where all his broken toys go," Severus said then saw a empty bird cage.
Trying hard to remember, Severus found a memory of Dudley getting a brightly colored bird then traded it for a air rifle. Glancing towards a shelf he saw the same air rifle that was bent because Dudley had sat on it. Snickering slightly, he started fixing up his new room finding that there were some entertaining memories.
***
The next morning, Severus woke up fast to the sound of the alarm clock. Quickly turning it off he got dressed then tiptoed downstairs. He knew for a fact that the mail would be coming around at this time so he could get a quick look at the letters. If he was lucky he would get another letter that Uncle Vernon didn't want him to see. Almost there...He thought then stepped on something squishy.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A voice screamed.
"IT'S ALIVE!" Severus screamed scared.
It turns out that it was Uncle Vernon. He had slept at the front door in a sleeping bag as if he had an idea that Severus was coming. After a thirty minute shouting, Uncle Vernon sent Severus to make him tea. Sighing, Severus walked into the kitchen and started making the tea. Uncle Vernon then came back into the kitchen with six letters. Staring at him, Severus watched the fat man turn purple as he let out a loud scream. Glancing at one of the letters, Severus's eyes widen.
Mr. S Snape
The Smallest Bedroom
4 Privet Drive
Little W hinging
Surrey
"ANOTHER ONE! ANOTHER BLOODY ONE!" Uncle Vernon shouted then ripped them up.
Watching him rip it, Severus started to get curious. Before he asked a question Uncle Vernon shot him a glare that made him run upstairs to his bedroom.
A while later, Severus looked out the window of his bedroom and saw Uncle Vernon nailing the mailbox shut.
"What the bloody hell is he doing?" Severus asked then raised an eyebrow. "Is he....is he nailing the mailbox with a fruit cake?"
"Petunia there are some crazy folk out there who aren't as sane as the two of us are," Uncle Vernon said.
Staring at him for a second, Severus then closed the curtains and got into bed. Okay....I felt bad for Potter before now I wonder if he's the only sane person here, Severus thought.
***
Weeks went by and they were still getting the letters. Uncle Vernon still refused to let Severus see ANY of them. After eating a very cold breakfast, Severus and Dudley were told to pack up because they were going out to stay at a hotel for a while. Severus laughed when Dudley got hit on the back of the head because he was trying to pack his TV and a computer.
A while later they were in a very depressing hotel. When they got a room, Severus had to share a bed with Dudley who snored loudly. Letting out a sigh, he fell asleep wondering.
(this might be the longest series I have....again I don't own these peoples)
