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~The Lonely Geek

Chapter 2

"Snape, Snape, are you even paying attention?" Mr Edwards yells at me halfway through the lesson, pulling me out of my daydream. What does he want now? I turn to face him. I had been looking out of the window and day dreaming for most of the lesson again. My thoughts move from Lily Evans possibly being a witch and onto algebra.

"Sorry." I mutter and the class started to snigger.

"I asked you if 4X+2Y=20 and 7X-3Y=9 what does Y equal?" He asked, holding out the piece of chalk so I will get up and work it out on the blackboard at the front. I ignore this and work it out in my head.

"Y would equal 4." I say simply. I already knew how to do this. My mum made sure my school work was slightly advanced, especially in maths because it could be useful at Hogwarts, especially if I end up taking Arthimancy. Mr Edwards looks angry.

"And what does X equal?" He asked, trying to catch me out.

"Three." I reply simply. He looks even more infuriated, but as I am correct, he can't really do anything about it and I carry on gazing out the window for the lesson while Mr Edwards spends the rest of the lesson picking on other people to answer questions. As soon as the lesson ended I put my stuff back into my bag and hurry out. I shove through the crowds forming as people poured out of classrooms. I have PE next and I want to get changed before most of the class get into the changing rooms.

I'm just changing into my baggy shorts when Liam Walton walks in. "Hey Severus." He sneers clapping me on the back. I ignore him and try to pull my shorts up, but he kicks them away. "What's up Snapey? Lost your shorts?" I sigh. This day is not getting any better. I bend down to pick them up but one of Liam's cronies, Harry, picks the shorts up and starts to hold them above my head. He's pretty tall and I'm one of the shortest in the year so I have no hope of getting them back.

"I think you can get them up here." He laughs, chucking them on top of the lockers. I jump up onto the bench next to the lockers and lean up to get them. "Nice pants Sevy." Harry laughs as I get them.

"Severus Snape! Get down there this instant!" I turn around and see Coach Landy glaring at me. I quickly jump down and pull my shorts on. "Instead of rugby you can run around the field for the hour." He says. I almost heave a sigh of relief. He thinks he's giving me a punishment, but he's really saving me from an hour of humiliation. I hate rugby, I'm small and skinny which makes me an easy target. Harry and Liam always gang up on me and I normally end up with loads of cuts from being trampled on with studded shoes. Running will be a lot easier. At least something good came of them bullying me. Running isn't that bad. It will stop me from getting cold too. I'm just glad it was PE I was caught climbing on the lockers in. Any other lesson and I would have probably got a caning. Dad would have murdered me if I got myself caned. I've never been caned before, but even Liam Walton was crying when he came out the headmaster's office after being caught cheating in a test. I quickly finish getting changed and head out with the rest of my class to the field.

"Snape, get running, and I will be checking on you so don't think you can get away with walking." Coach Landy says and I quickly start jogging as he starts the lesson. It's still pretty cold outside, but running keeps me warm. Coach Landy may check up on me every so often, but I know his pattern in checking up on me. I only need to run when I go past the rest of my class, but I do run most of the time as well. I want to keep fit. I might want to get on the quidditch team when I get to Hogwarts so I want to be in good shape.

After the lesson I run inside and am changed by the time Harry and Liam get inside. Coach Landy always lets us go out before the end of the lesson if we're changed. I rush outside and head to a quiet corner. It's break now so I have 15 lonely minutes outside in the bitter cold before another lesson, lunch and then two more lessons. I have history after break, which isn't too bad. I don't need history when I'm at Hogwarts. We get taught history of magic so muggle history is just pointless to me. After lunch I've got Latin followed by English. Latin might come in useful at Hogwarts because most spells originate from it so when I am in my sixth and seventh years at Hogwarts and am studying spell theory, knowing what spells mean translated will put me at an advantage.

I dig around in my bag and find a few coins. The bell rings suddenly. If I'm quick I can run down to the chippy and buy myself a hot pie and make it back to school in time. I decide to go. I didn't have much breakfast and at my school you can't go off premises at lunch so I have to eat the small sandwich mum makes for me. I don't know why they let us off at break and not at lunch. I suppose it's so we're not out as long and some old guy doesn't get scared by a loud group of teenagers smoking by his house for an hour.

I pick my bag out of the dirt and half walk, half run to the gates. I sign out with the teacher there and cross the road quickly. The chippy's only five minutes away, but there's often a queue because loads of students go at break for a snack. I'm one of the first to reach the chippy from my school today so I only have to wait behind a couple of girls who are talking loudly. It takes me a moment to realise that it's Lily Evans and one of her friends. Lily doesn't buy anything but her friend gets a portion of chips.

"Next." The guy at the counter says, looking bored.

"Steak and kidney pie." I say, stepping nearer the counter. He grabs one and wraps it up in greasy newspaper and holds his hand out. I pass him the sweaty coins, grab a fork thingy off the side and head out. Lily and Sally, the girl Lily's with, walk ahead of me. Lily is squeezing tomato sauce from a sachet onto Sally's chips and she eats a couple. I dig into my pie, not realising how hungry I am until I taste the hot meat in my mouth. It's burning hot, so I have to swallow it quickly, but it tastes so good. Better than what I'll get at school for lunch.

As I watch the girls in front of me, Sally trips and as she falls, drops the cone of chips. I see them hover for a fraction of a second in mid-air before Lily lunges over and grabs them before they splatter all over the ground. Sally quickly stands up and wipes the grit off her skirt.

"Thanks." She muttered, taking the chips off Lily. Clearly she didn't notice anything strange. Lily has to be careful. Some muggles might notice a small thing like that, she was lucky. She won't even know that she's a witch though. It's just been drilled into me not to let people see my magic, so I automatically cringe when Lily does it. I should tell Lily who she really is. She should know. She shouldn't be forced to suppress her magic. None of us should.

I carry on walking behind them, swallowing my pie ravenously, despite the tingling heat it burns my tongue with. They laugh and chat as they go, but Lily doesn't use accidental magic again. They sign back in with the teacher and I sign in after them before heading to a quiet corner to read for the remaining couple of minutes that I have left of break.

The sound of the school bell startles me as I am pulled from my book back to reality. I'm reading A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore. It's a book on the first year book list for Hogwarts, but I've already read it countless. It's really interesting though. I can't wait to go to Hogwarts and learn how to brew potions using all the herbs and fungi in it. I'm not really supposed to bring it out of the house. Mum's scared that a muggle might see it and get suspicious. I sneak books out all the time though. Mum's never caught me.

I've read all her old school textbooks at least twice, even the ones from when she was studying for her NEWTs. The ones about creating spells are particularly interesting. I can't wait to get to Hogwarts and start creating spells of my own. I've memorised the theory of it already, I can't practise though because we live in a muggle community so the ministry of magic would think my mum was using magic in a muggle populated area and take her to Azkaban. Leaving me with dad. He'd never let me go to Hogwarts if that happened. The only reason mum has persuaded him to let me go is because it's a free boarding school. Money wouldn't be as tight because I'd only have to be at home during the summer. I don't mind not coming back here for Easter or Christmas. I have no friends here, I hope at Hogwarts I might finally fit in though.