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Okay, this story is an idea that's been bumping around in my head for a while. In short, I have nicked an idea from Pratchett - of alternate realities, universes, whatever. Remember Lords and Ladies? How Granny's mind was going - going and fetching?
Well, in this first chapter, it's not Morganna Snape...
It's Ganna Black.
Yes, Black.
Sigh.
All will be made clear in due time.
Meeting...yourself?
Summary: The Snapes have a close encounter with what might have been.
Chapter One: The Blacks
by Adele Elisabeth
"Sirius! Sirius Black, you had better get down those stairs this instant!" Ganna shouted, silver-blonde hair framing her beautiful (if extremely pissed) face.
"I feel so loved," he joked, coming down the stairs to gather his slender, short, wife into his arms. "I'm here, I'm here."
"We're going to be late, Sirius." She told him, wriggling out of his grasp.
"But--"
"But nothing. Mother'll be crushed if we don't come."
"Ganna. Darling. I hate your parents."
"Sirius. Darling. I don't give a damn. Get your pants on."
"I've got pants on, thank you very much."
"You are not wearing those trousers to my parents house."
"And -this- is why I hate your parents..." Sirius grumbled his way back up the stairs.
Ganna sighed. It had been so much simpler back at Hogwarts...
[Flashback]
"Morganna!" Lily called from the Slytherin table, where she leaned on her friend, Severus Snape. "Got a pair of scissors?"
Ganna looked with distaste at Severus. She'd never understood Lily's friendship with the greasy-haired Slytherin. "What for?"
"Sevvy dear needs a haircut."
The thundercloud that was Severus Snape darkened.
Ganna brightened, noticeably. "I just so happen to have a pair on me." She grinned, walking over.
Sirius looked stunned.
Ganna's hair was caught up in a french twist, with a few strands framing her face. Her robes were simple, elegantly cut, showing just a hint of cleavage (unlike some), and showing off to good advantage her willowy-slim figure. The color was a soft, sky blue, with white satin edging.
In short, she was beautiful.
Sirius wished time would stand still, so that he could capture this moment for ever and ever.
[End Flashback]
She sighed, twisting her wedding and engagement rings around her finger. She had a strange feeling about today...
...something was going to happen. Something...different.
She'd never liked Divinations, but she couldn't shake the feeling. It wasn't a 'bad' something, but somehow, it didn't feel like a 'good' something either.
Shaking her head to clear it of these foolish thoughts, she stood by the stairs, waiting for her husband.
***
I'm posting chapters one and two at the same time, and chapter three should come out shortly after. I figured I couldn't not do this story after I'd mentioned it in one of my others - that and it just wouldn't get out of my head...
Okay, this story is an idea that's been bumping around in my head for a while. In short, I have nicked an idea from Pratchett - of alternate realities, universes, whatever. Remember Lords and Ladies? How Granny's mind was going - going and fetching?
Well, in this first chapter, it's not Morganna Snape...
It's Ganna Black.
Yes, Black.
Sigh.
All will be made clear in due time.
Meeting...yourself?
Summary: The Snapes have a close encounter with what might have been.
Chapter One: The Blacks
by Adele Elisabeth
"Sirius! Sirius Black, you had better get down those stairs this instant!" Ganna shouted, silver-blonde hair framing her beautiful (if extremely pissed) face.
"I feel so loved," he joked, coming down the stairs to gather his slender, short, wife into his arms. "I'm here, I'm here."
"We're going to be late, Sirius." She told him, wriggling out of his grasp.
"But--"
"But nothing. Mother'll be crushed if we don't come."
"Ganna. Darling. I hate your parents."
"Sirius. Darling. I don't give a damn. Get your pants on."
"I've got pants on, thank you very much."
"You are not wearing those trousers to my parents house."
"And -this- is why I hate your parents..." Sirius grumbled his way back up the stairs.
Ganna sighed. It had been so much simpler back at Hogwarts...
[Flashback]
"Morganna!" Lily called from the Slytherin table, where she leaned on her friend, Severus Snape. "Got a pair of scissors?"
Ganna looked with distaste at Severus. She'd never understood Lily's friendship with the greasy-haired Slytherin. "What for?"
"Sevvy dear needs a haircut."
The thundercloud that was Severus Snape darkened.
Ganna brightened, noticeably. "I just so happen to have a pair on me." She grinned, walking over.
Sirius looked stunned.
Ganna's hair was caught up in a french twist, with a few strands framing her face. Her robes were simple, elegantly cut, showing just a hint of cleavage (unlike some), and showing off to good advantage her willowy-slim figure. The color was a soft, sky blue, with white satin edging.
In short, she was beautiful.
Sirius wished time would stand still, so that he could capture this moment for ever and ever.
[End Flashback]
She sighed, twisting her wedding and engagement rings around her finger. She had a strange feeling about today...
...something was going to happen. Something...different.
She'd never liked Divinations, but she couldn't shake the feeling. It wasn't a 'bad' something, but somehow, it didn't feel like a 'good' something either.
Shaking her head to clear it of these foolish thoughts, she stood by the stairs, waiting for her husband.
***
I'm posting chapters one and two at the same time, and chapter three should come out shortly after. I figured I couldn't not do this story after I'd mentioned it in one of my others - that and it just wouldn't get out of my head...