Well heres chapter 2, chapter 3 by tuesday hopefully, that should be an exciting chapter. :)
I'd catch a grenade for ya I'd go through all this pain for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I'd jump in front of a train for ya
You know I'd do anything for ya
Take a bullet straight through the brain for ya
Yes I would die for you baby
But you won't do the same
~ "Grenade" - Bruno Mars
So Severus stared at the calendar, unmoving, refusing to accept what he was supposed to do. He didn't know what he was supposed to do. Could he possibly change the future? But he had died and gone to Hell, wasn't that established already? He turned around robotically and found his old trunk with his belongings, and, assuming that the bed was his, crawled in.
He pulled the covers up to his face and, although it was only eight o'clock, willed his brain to shut off and fell asleep.
Severus felt something poking his side. He swatted at it and sat up, startled. "End your juvenile tricks and pray tell what the matter is."
Mulciber stood by his bed and almost shouted, "What the matter is? You best get your ass up and to potions or else you ain't gunna be able to help me an' Avery! Now get! You got ten minutes Snape." Mulciber turned away at the sound of his name being called by some seventh year girl and left Snape to get ready.
Snape figured that he would have a droll time in potions, providing he wasn't paired with the incompetent fool Mulciber. However did Mulciber gain the Dark Lords favor? A question Severus still didn't know the answer to.
Snape dressed hastily in his usual dark robes, and gathered his books. He had picked up a few books on death and the afterlife at the Hogwarts Library, and tactfully transfigured them into potions books, so that only he could read what actually was written in the books. He knew the content inside and out, so he was able to replace the words accurately as well.
"Yo Snape, let's go or else the Slug's gunna murder me. Well, I know you ain't got nothin to worry about, but he'll be furious with me." Avery begged Severus to hurry up. Severus complied, but kept his distance, completely ignoring his 'friends'. Severus advanced meaningfully to his seat in the dungeons. He felt slightly odd at watching Professor Slughorn teach his class. Slughorn was not deducting nearly enough points from Gryffindor for all of their sly remarks.
Halfway through the class, Lily Evans's partner, James, dropped a ladle of boiling scurvy-grass onto Lily. Lily let out a shriek, and James burst into laughter. Severus moved so fast to her that someone may have thought that he had been next to her all along. Lily's arm was red and puffy from the burn, and little green dots were starting to appear. Severus vanished the contents of the cauldron that James and Lily had been working in, and charmed a knife to begin chopping catepillars, necessary ingredients for soothing the burn and helping the green spots disappear.
By now, most of the class had stopped working and was staring at Severus and Lily. Severus continued making the potion, deftly adding sliced mandrake roots and charming the ladle to stir. Lily had almost forgot about her arm, as she was so amazed by Severus's determination to create this potion. Horace Slughorn got up from his desk and trudged to where Severus and Lily were standing, and a whole crowd of Slytherins and Gryffindors were watching. "Everyone back away!" bellowed the professor. "Give them some space," he said as he pushed James aside.
James's eyes widened as he comprehended the scene with shock. Snape, trying to help his Lily? That was absurd! James pushed his way back to the girl he was in love with, and begged, "Please Snape, let me, do . . . something, to help her." James took the enchanted ladle and began turning it.
Severus was enraged. "Do you wish for me to begin the potion over again? Take your hands off of my potion!" Severus dipped his scarf into the potion and placed his scarf over Lily's arm.
James retaliated and shoved Snape into a nearby wall. "Yeah? Well you take your hands off of my girl, Snivellus." Professor Slughorn intervened and sent James flying backwards with a flick of his wand.
Lily poured some more of Severus's concoction onto her arm, smiling as the pain lessened. She completely ignored the fact that James was near her feet, stepped over him and stood by Severus. "Thank you Snape for the potion. My arm feels better already." Lily smiled at him.
Severus scowled, "Next time make sure your boyfriend" he sneered the word, "doesn't interfere." He accioed his books from his desk and stalked out of the room. Lily's facial expression demonstrated that this was normal 'Snape' behavior. He hated being thanked, she should have known that. Thanks and praise are amoung the multitude of things that Severus Snape despised.
While walking through the halls, Severus was thinking, well that went wonderfully.