Wow, I apologize at how long it took me to write this chapter. Things have been a little crazy (or maybe it's just me?). I wish this chapter was longer because of the wait but I'm afraid it's not. Please enjoy.
Sirius Black stood before the murky water of the lake. The water felt cold as he walked forward into it. His teeth began to chatter.
One slip on the slimy mud would submerge him in the black lake water. He kept treading till the water reached his chin.
Opening his mouth and taking a deep breath, he dunked under the surface. He held himself under, debating whether or not to open his mouth and let the water flood his lungs.
Upon making his decision, he breathed the dark poison into his lungs. His vision became blurred as he starred up at the distorted light of the three quarters moon.
'Almost full,' the strange thought ran through his mind, 'Remus will be looking paler by the day.'
Just as darkness clouded his sight, Sirius felt something slimy wrap itself around his chest, and with a great lurch flung him from the watery depths. He hit the shoreline with such force that the water was pushed out of his lungs, allowing him to take large gasping breaths.
Looking through the weeds he saw a large tentable slither back under the surface.
"Fucking squid," he mumbled before passing out.
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Severus Snape exited the headmaster's office. He felt as though his mind would explode.
Albus Dumbledore, one of the world's most powerful wizards, knew his secret. He knew Snape was a servent of the Dark Lord. What surprised him most of all, was that instead of being arrested he had been offered a job. He was now a spy for the Order of the Phoenix.
If he was discovered by the Dark Lord, he would be killed perhaps tortured first, interrogated for information he didn't have, then his life would cease with a flash of green light.
He shuttered at the thought.
Exiting through the front doors, lost in thought, he ran directly into someone.
"My apolo…," he began but stopped when he realized he had bumped into Lily Evans. "Oh, it's you, Evans. I thought it was someone worth apologizing," he sneered, trying to be as hateful towards her as possible even though he had to admit she looked stunning to him. They had not seen each other since graduation. Snape had heard she was with that blood-traitor, Black.
"Ah, Severus," she said, crossing her arms over her chest, "I see your bathing skills haven't improved since school."
His mouth formed a twisted smile. "I've heard you've been bonking that idiot Black or have you finally moved past him yet?"
Lily face grew red. "Shut your mouth, Snape, or I'll make you!"
"Ah, trouble in paradise?" he mocked with a hideous smile. "Who's the blind, deaf, mute bastard you left him for? Potter, perhaps?" He laughed at his own joke, but saw that Lily had turned an even darker shade.
His laughter increased to a point that his side split. "Potter? Was it a bet? Black must've been enraged, his best friend stealing his girlfriend. Did you do him before or after you ended things with Black?"
"I warned you, Severus," Lily spat her wand pointed between the man's eyes.
Snape's laughter died down replaced with a cold calm. He grabbed her, pulling her forcefully towards him so she struggled to get away. "You don't have the guts to curse me, Evans. Especially not here, on the very grounds where your precious Dumbledore is watching."
When she didn't respond, he released her, shoving her away from him.
"Good day, Miss Evans." With that he turned on his heels and stormed down the grounds. Turning once he got to the gates, he saw that she was still watching him.
He sighed. How could he have ever been attracted to someone who hated him?
I hope my lateness didn't deter anyone from reading this so if you did happen to read it: Thanks. I promise to try and write soon. Of course I said that last time didn't I? No I will. I will force myself (unless it's offal then for everyone's shake I won't post). I hope you'll review because I love to hear what you think.
