Alright Goldhawk, you'll have to remind me about that transformation chapter again in your next review because I was at school and this struck me, quite painfully I assure you, and I had to write it... Seeing as this is the only place it fit... Well you know...

SiriusFan7711, I'm sorry about the long time between updates, but I have been very busy with homework or regular work or volunteer stuff so I can graduate... ugh! However, this is dedicated to you because I kept the email that said you had replied with this, blah, blah, blah, you know. That way whenever I checked my email I was reminded to work on this a bit more for you. I hope you enjoy!

Also I'm very sorry if this doesn't make worlds of sense or if it doesn't flow properly... I have been put on steroids again! And this time it is a higher dose... I think all this medication is really getting to my head because I was looking up Alan Rickman pictures for an art project and actually started to think he was good-looking... LUCE YOU ARE WEARING OFF ON ME! STOP IT! *clears throat* sorry about that...

I own all that is NOT Canon... all that is Canon belongs to Rowling... I'll leave that at that.

A Change of Fate

Obsessions and Wolfsbane

Severus sat at his desk in Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft. He was surrounded by grotesquely pickled items in glass jars. Added to these were innumerable herbs and vials. The Potions Professor of Hogwarts looked around a moment longer before he let his head fall into his hands and wept. No one saw or heard him weep. He was sure to allow none to see the weakness in him. 'Krista,' He silently implored. 'Ok Krista, that you had told me instead of letting me think it was Black all these years!' Severus' shoulders heaved as each sob was wrenched from his throat and soul.

Professor Snape's office had been ominously silent for several hours now. Anyone looking in might think Severus Snape had fallen asleep at his desk. They wouldn't have noticed his eyes were open because they were turned from the door to watch the window. Any passer-by also wouldn't have noticed the unusual tension in his body, as he lay draped upon his desk. However, no one checked in or even passed by his office door. It was too late for that now. Severus was sprawled at his desk in absolute and utter solitude.

He had just become the Head of Slytherin house this year and had spent the afternoon debating refinishing the rooms. However this was only a means of forgetting Krista, and it hadn't worked in the least. He longed for her opinions on how the Slytherin rooms should look. Krista had always possessed better fashion and color sense than he did, but that only got him thinking about her more.

"You might think I'm crazy, but I'm still in love... with you." Severus muttered to the moon outside the window, seeing instead Krista smiling and laughing before him. She looked as happy, beautiful, and carefree as she had in their youth and he missed that time with her dearly. As the memories of their time dating at Hogwarts and even as just friends before they had started dating, Severus found tears welling up in his eyes again.

Suddenly he remembered what he had told Krista the first time they had met after she refused his proposal. They had been in Diagon Alley. He was looking for some Potion ingredients, and she was looking for a wedding dress. He had run into her outside Ollivander's quite by accident. She had been so beautiful that he had wanted, more than anything, to simply take her in his arms and kiss her. But he wasn't in Gryffindor. He had never been the brave one... No, that was Sirius 'Bastard' Black!

When she told him about the wedding and had even invited him, Severus had to decline, saying. "Call me up baby, and I'll answer your call. Call me up baby, but remember I'm no use to you at all." Before excusing himself and leaving her. However he had secretly gone to her wedding. It was painful to see her so happy with the 'Bastard' Black, but she was happy and that was what counted to him. Krista had worn a beautiful frosted gown of white with the palest green lace and snake border. Her long tawny hair, which Severus wanted to bury his nose in, was full of roses; orange ones with pink tips her favorites. Severus remembered when they were dating and he had given her dozens upon dozens of those roses.

He had even left her a wedding present that day. A single rose, orange with pink tips, with a snake imprint twisting up the stem. Severus had also taken a picture of her at her. He always liked to look at her like that. She was so happy, so beautiful, and so content, even if it was with Black. Dearly he wished it had been himself she had been marrying, but she still loved to watch her dance about the grand hall so merrily. His hand moved to wrap gently around the frame of Krista's wedding picture. His heart constricted painfully as tears filled his eyes making them shimmer and the picture blur.

'Tomorrow night is the full moon,' he silently commented to himself watching the moon out his window. 'I wonder what she will be doing while her dear twin is a werewolf.' Then a though occurred to him, causing him to sit bolt upright. 'What if I were to give her these nights with her brother? What if I created a potion which, when taken before the full moon, will cause the wolf in him to become docile and harmless? Why! She would love me most dearly then!'

Severus Snape leapt to his feet, all traces of tears completely gone. He was in his element now. His only love since he had left Krista on the emptying platform all those years ago was his potion making. Sighing happily, Severus hurried about the room humming quietly to himself, not caring anymore if anyone was awake or around.

AN: Wow, I'm sorry this took so long and is so short... I really did try. I mean it was originally much shorter, so I made it longer, but couldn't make it that much longer really... I just wanted to get something about Snape being all anguished and whatnot. I also wanted to get something about his motives behind making the Wolfsbane potion because, and I'm sorry if he didn't actually make it, but in my book only dear Sevvie-poo was intelligent enough to make such a cunning and complex potion! Muahahahahahaha! Can't you tell I'm on a small Severus Snape binge lately?