Sorry for updating a day late, I was busy binge watching OUAT, but now that my exams are over, I can start updating twice a week so the next update will probably be Tuesday or Wednesday. Thank you for all of your reviews, I love hearing from you guys, and I love getting feedback from you about what you think. Last chapter I got a flame review, but you know what? That just makes me to write more of this story, I get if people don't like the story because Snily is controversial, but that does not mean that it is okay to flame and they won't stop me from continuing with writing this story.
Disclaimer: I'm not JK Rowling (in case that wasn't obvious) and I don't own the characters.
~The Lonely Geek
Chapter 25
1 month later
"Black and Potter are going to do something Severus," Lily says, looking me in the eye. I can see her concern in them. "They're still angry about what happened before the start of Easter." I shrug.
"I can handle them. If they attack me again, Lucius says he'll get some older Slytherins to send them a harsher message." I tell her. Potter and Black were a laughing stock when going home apparently. I probably could've made the charm last longer, but I'm not like them. I didn't do it for the fun of it like they would've. I did it to teach them a lesson, and if they haven't learnt it yet, it's not my problem.
"Why can't you just report it like a normal person?" Lily begs. "I don't understand."
"Lily you're not in Slytherin, you wouldn't understand."
"Then help me." She says. "Sev, help me see what it's like for you. Slytherin is just a house, things can't be all that bad." I pause for a moment to think of an example that she would be able to see.
"You know at the quidditch matches?" She nods her head. "If there's a match against Slytherin, no matter which house is playing, the other 3 houses support it. Why?" She shrugs.
"What's that got to do with it Severus?"
"See!" I say to her. "You don't even know why. It's so engrained in this school that Slytherin is the evil house, why?" She shrugs again.
"I don't see what people not supporting Slytherin at quidditch has got to do with it."
"Because the deepest prejudices always begins with the small things." I tell her.
"Like snide remarks?" She asks, her face paling slightly. Somehow I don't think that she's talking about prejudices against Slytherin. I've noticed, people have started to be ruder towards muggle borns recently.
1 month later
"Urgh I'm so bored." Lily groans, slamming her head into the book.
"What do you want to do then?" I ask her, stretching out on the grass. It's a hot day and exams start fairly soon so we came out by the lake to study.
"I don't know." She says wrinkling her nose up. "I would suggest trying to touch the trunk of the whomping willow, but that's banned now." It is understandable why they've banned us from going near the tree though. Last week Davey Gudgeon was playing by it and almost lost an eye. It's for our own safety.
"I think I heard Regina say that she wanted to practise flying so that she could try out for the quidditch team in September, we could go and practise with her." I suggest. She shrugs.
"I don't really see what the big fuss about getting on the quidditch team is." She says, rolling her eyes. "It's better than sitting here studying though." I stand up and give her my hand and she pulls herself up. I quickly wave my wand and my things vanish back to my dormitory. "Could you do that with my stuff?" She asks me and in a second her books have gone as well.
"Come on." I say and we walk across the ground to the broomstick shed. There's a prefect sitting on the stool inside, looking incredibly bored. I guess sitting in a shed signing people's names off to make sure no broomsticks go missing must be pretty boring.
"Names." She says in a bored tone.
"Lily Evans and Severus Snape." Lily replies quickly and she jots them down.
"Year?" She asks.
"First." I tell her. She jots something else down next to our names.
"Remember you can only fly on the quidditch pitch and don't pull any stupid stunts." She reels off the list of things that she's supposed to tell us. "And if there's an accident one of you must come and get me, immediately." We nod as she stands up and hands us a broomstick each. They're both extremely old with twigs sticking out at every angle, but we have to use these ones because first years aren't allowed to bring their own.
"Hey Sev." Regina swoops down and lands beside Lily and I as we walk onto the quidditch pitch. "We were just about you play catch with a quaffle up there, you two wanna join us." She gestures to a couple of other Slytherins on brooms above us.
"Sure." I smile, mounting my broom and kicking off. Lily and Regina aren't far behind me. I'm not a particularly good flyer, but it's pretty fun when we're just mucking around like this.
1 month later
"At least exams are finally over." Lily sighs as we walk out of the charms classroom after having done our final test.
"Yeah," I agree. "That one wasn't that bad, I was expecting it to be a lot worse."
"Not that it'll really matter because they're not going to let you back next year anyway Snivellus." Potter grins savagely, walking up to us.
"And why's that?" Lily asked, folding her arms and raising her eyebrow at him.
"Because they have standards here and now they know how disgusting he is they're not going to let him back next year." He laughs at Lily before turning to me. "How often do you even wash your hair to get it that greasy, once a year?" I ignore him and turn around. I wash it every other day, but I've got the sort of hair that becomes greasy really easily.
"Well why would they let you back to Hogwarts next year then, now they know what bullying toe rags you are?" Lily says before the two of us storm off. When the marauders approach us, it's always best to leave as quickly as possible before it escalates.
A week later
"Petrificus Totalus." I mutter, pointing my wand at Potter as he turns the corner away from me. That'll teach him to put frogspawn on my seat in history of magic again. I hear a loud, satisfying thud as he hits the ground and I smirk at him as I walk past. Unfortunately Professor Mcgonagall happened to be walking past me at exactly the wrong moment.
"Mr Snape, reverse that spell immediately." She scowled at me. I decide to try and play innocent.
"What spell professor?" I look up at her, trying not to laugh at the sight of Potter laying still on the floor.
"Would you like me to check what the last spell you cast with your wand was?" She asked. I should've known it wouldn't work. I sigh and pull out the wand and mutter the counter curse. Potter quickly scrambles up and glares at me.
"I'll get you back for that Snivellus." I smirk slightly at this because Professor Mcgonagall isn't done with me yet and hears.
"5 points from Slytherin and detention with me tomorrow evening, 7 o'clock sharp Mr Snape."
"Yes professor." I say, annoyed that I lose points and earned myself a detention but Mcgonagall's next words put a smile on my face. Not that I show it of course or she'd probably dock more points off Slytherin.
"And I expect to see you in my office then too Potter, name calling is not tolerated," Potter opens his mouth of protest but Mcgonagall cuts him off. "Even if you were provoked."
The next day
"Good evening Mr Snape." Mcgonagall says when I arrive at her office for detention. "You'll be doing lines tonight." I groan inside. Lines are so boring. At least it's not anything difficult though and it probably means that Potter will be stuck doing lines too. "The parchment and quill are there." Here she points to a small desk in the corner. "I want you to write out 'I will not hex other students', hopefully that will make you think twice in future."
"How many times?" I ask her, walking over to the desk and sit down.
"One hundred." She tells me curtly and I pick up the quill and begin. It's not long before my wrist is aching so I pause and look around the room. Potter still hasn't arrived and Mcgonagall's nostril is twitching angrily. The door opens just as I pick the quill up once more.
"Sorry I'm late professor." Potter says, panting slightly. "I forgot."
"Mr Snape, how many lines have you done so far?" She asks me.
"32." I reply, looking up.
"Well then, in order to make sure you're not late again on top of your 100 line punishment you will do an extra 32 as a reminder to come on time to detentions." Mcgonagall tells him. He groans slightly but nods. I turn away and smirk to myself slightly before carrying on with the lines.