Disclaimer: See chapter one.
A/N Okies, you've convinced me. I also got a sudden idea while editing this chapter ^^;;
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"Alright Snape! I know you cursed the goblets this morning!" Sirius Black snarled, after Severus turned the corner and found himself face to face with the older boy. "And I know what you called Lily. You miserable little greaseball- she and James were the only people in the entire school who put up with you! You ungrateful little rat!" he yelled, lifting his wand.
"Stup-" Sirius began. But Severus was too riled up and too quick. Muttering a silencing charm, then an extremely painful Dark-curse under his breath, he watched the older boy's face contort into fear as it hit him full on. Sirius dropped to the floor, opening his mouth in a silent scream as his muscles began to twitch, his body wracked with agony.
"Finite Incantatem!" Severus cried after a minute or so. Sirius lay shaking and twitching on the floor. He weakly raised his head to look up at him with shock and pain written all over his face.
"Y-you are g-going t-to...p-pay for that, S-snape," he stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper and laced with pain.
"Right. I'd like to see your pathetic Auror parents even try it...besides, if you breathe a word to anyone, I'll let the entire school know about the snogging session you tried to start with me when you were drunk at the Halloween Ball." he smirked. Severus' malicious grin grew even wider as horror and fear filled the older boy's eyes.
"Have fun, Black," he sneered. "_Stupeify!_"
Dragging the fifth year's unconscious form backwards to the foot of the staircase, he arranged it to appear as though he'd slipped.
"You are brilliant, Snape," a voice breathed directly behind him. Spinning round, he found his wand pressing against the neck of Siara. Pressure on his chest told him that her reflexes weren't so bad either. Looking up at her, he noticed a glint in her eyes which he had never noticed before.
"But you could be amazing," she continued, lowering his wand.
"How do you mean?" Severus asked, intrigued.
Reaching into her robes, she withdrew a small, leather-bound book. "Fight fire with fire," she explained, holding it out for him to take.
Reading the title, Severus' face became unreadable.
'Survival In Dark Times: Legal Dark Duelling'.
Siara walked behind him to glance around the corner.
"Where did you get that?" he asked, a hint of an amused smile tugging at his lips, tracing the spine with his index finger finger.
"I got it off a friend." she replied. He glanced up at her curiously, only to meet eyes with an older Slytherin, by the name of Lucius Malfoy, who was standing beside her. Lucius eyed him calculatingly, offering his hand. Severus allowed him to shake his own thin, pale hand in a surprisingly firm grip.
"Lucius Malfoy, meet Severus Snape," Siara introduced, smiling triumphantly.
Perhaps the next few years wouldn't be so torturous, after all.
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