It was the end of school for the week. I had stayed back until almost everyone had gone. The people I passed sneered and called names after me. I glared back at them, but said nothing. I rushed out to the small piece of grass which sat at the front of the school. I could hear her and her friends laughing and talking as they walked each other to their parents. As her friends past me they called names at me, and to little surprise their parents did nothing, though I am quiet sure some of them were dieing to join in. I heard someone approach me from behind till they stood at my side, their shadow casting over me.
"Hello Snape" A voice said politely to me. Not recognising the voice, I glanced up right into the face of Rosalie; I looked back down at the ground.
"Come to torment me as well?" I asked her with no emotion in my voice.
"No, I just saw you sitting on your own and…" the first time I heard her speak of her fake kindness.
"Well, maybe I wanted to be alone!" I said back, making it quiet obvious that I was annoyed at being disturbed, especially by the likes of her.
"You want to be alone? Why? Being on your owns no fun!" she said sitting next to me, I scoffed at what she said, turning away from her.
"Like you know! You have loads of friends here, and probably at your house too!" oh how I hated the way she faked everything she said to me.
"You think I have loads of friends here and at home?" I sighed in irritation, her act was getting old fast.
"Yeah, you would have to be blind not to see it! I know you only asked that so I would boost your own ego!" I am sure I heard her snigger slightly. I fail to see what was amusing, I was telling her the truth and that is never amusing.
"Well, call me blind. Because as far as I can see, I have none. No real friends" I mentally sighed, what an act. After a few moments of silence she spoke again.
"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?" I shrugged, damn she had gotten me. Even within the first few moments she had caught me out with the truth, like I was trying to do with her.
"I guess not, no… But you have a mum and dad who adore you, and loads of brothers and sisters!" I let myself in for what was to come next, another piece of acting from the script that is her life.
"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 silence, that some would call awkward. It wasn't, I was just thinking of something to say. She had practically told me that she thought her mother was a killer. They may not have been born, but they were as good as for her or so it seemed.
"I'm sorry" I said, which I was. The fact that she knew how heartless a mother could be, and apparently her father wasn't much better. It seemed quiet like my life, except in reverse, and the fact that it really wasn't of course.
"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?" I wasn't quiet sure what she meant, but I just a guess that she meant did I have any siblings or such.
"Only child as well. Lucky me"
"What do you mean? If you don't mind me asking of course" the sound of actual concern or something in her voice. I looked up at her; right into those big blue orbs she called eyes. I smiled genuinely at her, since that was the only part of the whole convocation which I believe she was being true. She smiled back at me, which I admit was nice to see. Though my smile went as I thought of what I was going to tell her.
"My dad… he hits my mum… and me… A lot" her smile immediately went, and the look of concern or what ever it was came back but much stronger.
"I see I'm sorry" was all that she said, and just looking at her I knew that I had surprised her and that she actually was concerned for me.
"Yeah, well. Promise me you won't tell anyone?" I said the real test. She sighed as if she was going to argue, she looked me in the eye. I don't know what she saw, but what ever it was changed her mind. She smiled in away which I presume was meant to show that she understood why I had asked her not to tell anyone.
"If that's what you want me to do, then no one else will ever know" she said, placing a hand on my knee "I promise" I smiled slightly at her "You wanna know what I think, Snape?" I raised an eyebrow at her, bemused at why she was still calling me by my last name and being nice when she did? Though slightly confused I nodded anyway. "I think we should be friends" she turned round to face me fully, hand reached out. ""Rosalie Denzel" I looked between her and her hand, cautiously.
"Why would you want to be friends with me?" I asked, honestly not sure why she would want to.
"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" I went to object, but when I thought about it I guess she was right. All the people she hung out with only wanted to say they were friends with the daughter of nobility. I nodded, taking her hand in mine and shaking it.
"Severus Snape" We took back our hands, smiling at each other, though she smiled brightly were as I just about smiled.
"So, Severus, where do you wanna go after this place? I know exactly where I am going!" she said enthusiastically, I rolled my eyes, mentally shaking my head in disbelief.
"Where? Ladies school?" she looked at me bemused, but must have noticed I was smiling ever so slightly, causing her to burst out laughing.
"My mother wishes! No. If I told you, you'd think I was mad" now this surprised me slightly, she cared what I thought of her? Well I guess she would since we were friends.
"Why would I? Even if I did, who am I going to tell?" she looked at me, smirking slightly. Well it was the truth, who would I tell? My friends? Not unless more materialised suddenly.
"I am going to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry; though you probably think I am a nutcase" I looked at her shocked and amazed at what she had told me.
"You're a witch!" I cried leaping to my feet. She sighed, getting to her feet.
"Yep, seventeenth generation pure blood" she said, clearly proud of it no matter how much she would deny it.
"I'm a half blood!" I said, just as proudly as she had. "I'm going to Hogwarts too!" I said pointing my thumb at myself. She looked at me impressed, smiling slightly.
"On which side? Mother or father?" she asked, clearly interested.
"Mother, that's why father hits us, he hates magic… which house do want to be sorted into?" I asked, quickly getting off the subject of my father. She looked at me as if I had asked the most obvious question ever.
"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?" I couldn't help laugh as I nodded. She had just said exactly what I thought about it, minus the part about her family being in Gryffindor.
"Exactly! Goody, goody Gryffindor just sounds so boring. Sneaky Slytherin is greater!" I cheered.
By the time her father finally arrived to pick her up, a few hours later, we had began chasing each other with sticks, duelling with spells that we knew or had heard of. At the end of that night I had my first friend, and practically another family who loved and adored me.