It was a… Tuesday. No, wait, maybe Thursday? It was the beginning of the weekend, so it was… Friday! Ah yes, it was a Friday. School had just finished for the weekend, and I was walking with people who I believe would have dubbed themselves with the name friends to me; I simply said nothing not wanting to hurt any of them. We walked to where parents stood and saw off one another off. I stood, watching them go. My mother was meant to be collecting me, so it was no true surprise to me that she was not there yet. As my 'friends' walked past the small field which stood before the gate, they called names at Severus, who sat there, head down with his hair drooping. As I said to that point we had never spoken a word to one another, and yet standing there I felt hatred towards the people who followed me round as if they were my friends. How I hated how he always on his own and how they treated him. I walked over to him till I was standing next to him.
"Hello Snape" I said, as politely as I could. He glanced up, seeing who it was, looking back down.
"Come to torment me as well?" he asked with no emotion in his voice.
"No, I just saw you sitting on your own and…"
"Well, maybe I wanted to be alone!" He said, clearly annoyed that I had bothered him, at least I think he was.
"You want to be alone? Why? Being on your owns no fun!" I said, sitting next to him. He scoffed at what I said, turning his head away.
"Like you know! You have loads of friends here, and probably at your house too!" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"You think I have loads of friends here and at home?" He sighed in irritation.
"Yeah, you would have to be blind not to see it! I know you only asked that so I would boost your own ego!"
"Well, call me blind. Because as far as I can see, I have none. No real friends" I said, looking at the piece of grass I was winding round my fingers. I looked up at him, smiling kindly. "Snape, do you really think that if I wasn't the daughter of a Lord and Lady Denzel that any of them would even look at me?" He shrugged.
"I guess not, no… But you have a mum and dad who adore you, and loads of brothers and sisters!"
"A mum and dad who adore me? I guess my father does, naturally I mean. As for my mother, she only loves me because I will carry on the name. As for sisters or brothers, I am the only one. Mother once was going to have twins, but after going to the hospital for a scan, she mysteriously had a 'miscarriage'. She doesn't know that I know what she did, but she knows father does" There was a half awkward silence. On his side, since I had come to terms with what kind of woman my mother was.
"I'm sorry" he said, I just shrugged.
"It's not really surprising; it's just something moth does to make like 'easier; I know what that means though, at least about my siblings I lost. She thinks she has stopped the family being town apart when it comes to naming the heir… Lucky me I guess… what about you?"
"Only child as well. Lucky me"
"What do you mean? If you don't mind me asking of course" that was the first time he looked at me and smiled naturally, causing me to smile back. His smile faded, it was not until after what he said that I understood why
"My dad… he hits my mum… and me… A lot" my smile immediately went
"I see I'm sorry" was all I could say. What can you say when someone tells you something like that, especially if you do not know them well?
"Yeah, well. Promise me you wont tell anyone?" I sighed, looking him in the eye. He looked at me, with his dark eyes, which glimmered at me. I smiled understandingly and nodded.
"If that's what you want me to do, then no one else will ever know" I placed my hand on his knee "I promise" he smiled slightly back at me. "You wanna know what I think, Snape?" he raised an eyebrow at me, the reason why I understand now, but nodded anyway.
"I think we should be friends" I turned to face him fully, hand reached out. "Rosalie Denzel" I said, as he looked between my face and my hand, cautiously.
"Why would you want to be friends with me?"
"Well, you're the only person in this dump who sees me for me and not my title, and I think that's the kind of person I want to be my friend" he went to object but sighed and nodded, taking my hand in his and shaking it.
"Severus Snape" We took back our hands.
"So, Severus, where do you wanna go after this place? I know exactly where I am going!"
"Where? Ladies school?" I looked at him, bemused, before I notice the edges of his lips curling up, causing me to burst out laughing.
"My mother wishes! No. If I told you, you'd think I was mad"
"Why would I? Even if I did, who am I going to tell?" I looked at him smirking
"I am going to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry; though you probably think I am a nutcase" he looked at me shocked and amazed.
"You're a witch!" He cried leaping to his feet. I got up, sighing.
"Yep, seventeenth generation pure blood" I said, rather proudly. I mean it is something to be proud of, even if it means nothing.
"I'm a half blood!" he said, just as proudly. "I'm going to Hogwarts too!" He said pointing his thumb at himself.
"On which side? Mother or father?"
"Mother, that's why father hits us, he hates magic… which house do want to be sorted into?" He asked, quickly getting off the subject of his father.
"Slytherin of course, my whole family have been Gryffindors, and that's just dull and boring! Who needs to be brave and brainless, when you can be cunning and persuasive?" he laughed, nodding
"Exactly! Goody, goody Gryffindor just sounds so boring. Sneaky Slytherin is greater!"
By the time my father arrived to collect me, a few hours, I and Severus had began chasing each other with sticks, duelling with spells that we knew or had heard of. In one night, my father had a new reason to keep me in the school, one which my mother highly approved of, and I my first true friend.