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New Beginnings; Old Death Eaters
Chapter 1 Watching
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Stupid bloody Albus and his god damn subtlety. That man aways did things like this, giving people 'requests', which couldn't be directly refused. Mirvana and the other teachers got their fair share of it, where as the Potions Master got far more. Severus had once believed that Albus got a sort of perverse pleasure out of seeing him suffer. As of this moment he was sure of it.
The very second that blasted staff meeting ended Severus swept out of his chair and stalked menacingly to the door on his way to the kitchens with the new DADA Professor in tow. Which was, of cource another of Albus's 'requests'. It had been suggested by a maliciously thrilled Mirvana that 'Professor Snape' as she had so carefully addressed him, show Cole to the kitchens. After Cole had admonished that he often got so very engrossed in his reading and studying that he would forget to eat, and it would be helpful to know where the kitchens were located.
So now here he was, sitting opposite Professor Gavin at one of the large kitchen tables below the Great Hall. Both had a hot drink clasped in their hands, and Gavin was sipping tentativly at his while grinning at Snape. The Potions Master was returning the expression slightly differently. He was glaring {big surprise}and contemplating on how he could sneak an arsenic into the others drink without being noticed. Severus growled, 'that would certainly put a stop to all that incessant staring and smiling.'
"Good coffee eh?"
"hum."
"Is that an agreable grunt or a disagreable one?" Questioned the bastard cheekily.
"...I...have tea..." Severus said quietly, venom dripping from his tone.
"Oh.. Right."
A few minutes passed in silence, and finally Cole looked like he was about to speak when Severus purposfully cut him off. "Will you bloody well stop that!? It is bad enough that I am being 'forced' to spend time with you, I don't need you staring at me all the time." He hissed.
Gavin was looking thoroughly confused, "what do you mean Professor Snape?"
He sighed, "I don't like you, I don't want to spend time with you, I absolutely hate sitting here with you and rest assured that you will soon grow to hate me, even more so when you learn some of the things I've done." The words came out slightly more harsh than Severus was aiming for but they would be sufficient enough. He inwardly winced from the blank, emotionless look he saw in the other man's dark eyes and immediately repremanded himself for ... possibly ... caring? About the others, surely bitter feelings toward him now.
The younger man rose from his chair, "Well if that's how you truly feel," Severus nodded, "then I will no longer require your company. Good evening Professor." His statement sounded harsh, which suited Severus perfectly well, apart making that annoying little feeling in his stomach worsen. What 'was' the matter with him anyway?
"Oh. And by the way professor..." Cole said quietly, "I ...'already'...know more about you, than you would ever believe possible."
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It was a thoroughly confused Severus Snape that was left sitting at one of the large kitchen tables under the Great Hall with a half empty cup of tea and a 'very' brave House Elf carefully poking his arm, telling him to leave.
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The next morning the teachers gathered in the Great Hall for a light breakfast. Young Mr Gavin served true to his word and skillfully avoided speaking to Severus most of the morning. He did however, seat himself next to Severus at the head table. He did the same for Lunch and Dinner that day and the those following.
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Eventually Severus managed to get accustomed to the company while he ate. The two never spoke but Snape found he enjoyed simply sitting with the other man, apart from his annoying habit of stealing glances at Severus whenever the opportunity presented itself.
When he wasn't at meals, Cole tended to lock himself up in his rooms or spend time with Lupin and Black. The three men seemed to be getting along pretty well and soon, apart from meals, became virtually inseperable, 'like another generation of Marauders,' (forgive if I spelled that wrong) thought Snape sourly as he shuddered in rememberance of all the pranks he'd been prone to. He was startled when he felt the cold, almost metalic pang of jealousy welling up in the pit of his stomach.
At the moment, Severus was seated in one of the large chairs in the Staff Room ballancing a large dusty volume on his lap. He'd been about halfway through the boring text about 'the effects of powdered newt combined with other substances in potions,' when Black, Remus and Gavin entered the room and began to set up a game of Wizard's Chess. Severus had caught the fleeting glance from Cole, catching him in the act of 'observing' Severus. Wisely, the younger man looked away, but not before smiling sheepishly.
'Due to obvious circumstances, powdered newt should never be added to any form of a Drake root..... resulting effects would be catostrophic if too much is added.... elements in the Drake root have a specific substance, known as Dajssus which would be the cause...'
"Yes! Check 'mate'. Thank you very much! You're too kind! Please! Please! Hold your applause..."
Severus had been reviewing this particular page for the last 45 minutes, having to restart the page every time he heard Cole speak. Grumbling, he turned back to the top, trying desperately to tune out the happy cries and laughter at Remus' sacrastic declaration that Cole was an, "extrordinarily gratious winner."
Clearly he would never get any work done here. Clutching the overly- large book firmly over his beating heart. Severus swooped out of the chair and stalked towards the door glowering at Gavin, who smiled infuriatingly at him. At least it normally would have been, but Snape had, strangely not been feeling himself lately.
'What in the bloody name of Merlin is the matter with me?' Snape contemplated as he stormed out of the room in a flurry of black robes.
Sirius and Remus shared a quick glance, "just ignore Severus. It's not in his nature to get along with people."
"Or be remotely humane to them..." Mumbled Sirius.
"I gathered as much."
"Oh?" Questioned Remus as Black slid off his chair to find the chess piece that had 'somehow' wandered off the board.
Cole smiled, "My first night here, when we went to the kitchens after the meeting," pausing to assure himself that Remus followed, "we had a drink... and I was basically told just 'where' I could shove it." Gavin expalined on a rather cheery note and started to laugh when he heard a loud thump from under the table followed by a coughing fit.
Sirius began to attempt assent back into his chair with the mysterious bishop in hand. All the while still hacking and wheezing uncontrollably. "Sirius?" Remus seemed worried, "you okay there?"
Sirius nodded vigorously and took a sip of his pumpkin juice.
Remus suddenly turned mock serious {stupid pun}, "Siri did you eat an old scrap off the floor again?" He demanded.
"Shut-up Moony... That was a dare, and you know how I feel about that blasted game." With that the subject was immediately dropped.
Cole was smiling madly as he stood up 'slowly' and streched out his body, "I'll see you guys later ok?"
"Where you goin'?" Asked Sirius
"To the library. I need some information on a complicated potion I've been using lately."
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Severus watched the New DADA Professor walk towards Griffindor table. He studied the man's lean form as he walked the length of the Great Hall. Snape's eyes drifted down from Cole's dark hair and brown eyes, unconsciously memorizing every inch.
He had noticed the young Professors gaze drifting over to him more regularly since the idea of sitting next to Severus for meals had retired, at which, he'd never admitt to it, but felt a great loss. This time alone however, had allowed Severus to think more into what Gavin had said on his first night, 'I already know more about you than you would believe possible.'
The words were as clear in his mind as they would have been had he just heard them. However, a whole 7 weeks had passed since then, one would think that the 'brilliant potions master at Hogwarts' would have been able to discover Gavin's hidden meaning if there was one by now. But to no avail. Additionally, those peculiar 'looks' kept coming constantly.
Severus stared at the new Defence Professor openly, contemplating. 'He is quite attractive though... I wonder...' Snape stopped himself, 'Merlin what had he just been about to think? Severus Snape may be a slimy Bastard git of a Potions Master but he is NOT a 'gay'...Severus Snape is not nor ever will be gay!' He shuddered and distraughtly dropped his head to the table with a loud 'crack.'
Unfortunately he neglected to move his plate first, and moments later was looking up from his 'pillow' composed entirely of food.
Severus wasn't at all surprised to see the faces of his co-workers staring at him. 'It damn well figures' thought Snape as he spotted the reason why he had tomato hanging off his face and mayonase in his hair. He watched as Gavin tried to surpress a grin, and then turned away when he saw the Death Glare.
"Really Severus..." commented Dumbledore, in a semi- concerned/amused tone, "if you're 'that' hungry you really shouldn't skip breakfast anymore." Severus groaned and dumped his uncharacteristically beat red face back down into what 'used' to be a sandwich.
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Hehehe I thing Albus is soo funny in this story so far.
There was some foreshadowing in this chapter- remember the quote concerning "the library and researching the potion he'd been using lately"
I have nothing against homosexuals, I just thought it would be funny for Severus to freak out over the idea that maybe...just maybe he is gay...?...
Well thats it for now... If things go well I'll have the students arriving in the next chapter and you'll find out a bit more about Cole Gavin...maybe...I haven't written it yet so...
L8er'
**Scythe
R&R
New Beginnings; Old Death Eaters
Chapter 1 Watching
.
Stupid bloody Albus and his god damn subtlety. That man aways did things like this, giving people 'requests', which couldn't be directly refused. Mirvana and the other teachers got their fair share of it, where as the Potions Master got far more. Severus had once believed that Albus got a sort of perverse pleasure out of seeing him suffer. As of this moment he was sure of it.
The very second that blasted staff meeting ended Severus swept out of his chair and stalked menacingly to the door on his way to the kitchens with the new DADA Professor in tow. Which was, of cource another of Albus's 'requests'. It had been suggested by a maliciously thrilled Mirvana that 'Professor Snape' as she had so carefully addressed him, show Cole to the kitchens. After Cole had admonished that he often got so very engrossed in his reading and studying that he would forget to eat, and it would be helpful to know where the kitchens were located.
So now here he was, sitting opposite Professor Gavin at one of the large kitchen tables below the Great Hall. Both had a hot drink clasped in their hands, and Gavin was sipping tentativly at his while grinning at Snape. The Potions Master was returning the expression slightly differently. He was glaring {big surprise}and contemplating on how he could sneak an arsenic into the others drink without being noticed. Severus growled, 'that would certainly put a stop to all that incessant staring and smiling.'
"Good coffee eh?"
"hum."
"Is that an agreable grunt or a disagreable one?" Questioned the bastard cheekily.
"...I...have tea..." Severus said quietly, venom dripping from his tone.
"Oh.. Right."
A few minutes passed in silence, and finally Cole looked like he was about to speak when Severus purposfully cut him off. "Will you bloody well stop that!? It is bad enough that I am being 'forced' to spend time with you, I don't need you staring at me all the time." He hissed.
Gavin was looking thoroughly confused, "what do you mean Professor Snape?"
He sighed, "I don't like you, I don't want to spend time with you, I absolutely hate sitting here with you and rest assured that you will soon grow to hate me, even more so when you learn some of the things I've done." The words came out slightly more harsh than Severus was aiming for but they would be sufficient enough. He inwardly winced from the blank, emotionless look he saw in the other man's dark eyes and immediately repremanded himself for ... possibly ... caring? About the others, surely bitter feelings toward him now.
The younger man rose from his chair, "Well if that's how you truly feel," Severus nodded, "then I will no longer require your company. Good evening Professor." His statement sounded harsh, which suited Severus perfectly well, apart making that annoying little feeling in his stomach worsen. What 'was' the matter with him anyway?
"Oh. And by the way professor..." Cole said quietly, "I ...'already'...know more about you, than you would ever believe possible."
.
It was a thoroughly confused Severus Snape that was left sitting at one of the large kitchen tables under the Great Hall with a half empty cup of tea and a 'very' brave House Elf carefully poking his arm, telling him to leave.
.
.
The next morning the teachers gathered in the Great Hall for a light breakfast. Young Mr Gavin served true to his word and skillfully avoided speaking to Severus most of the morning. He did however, seat himself next to Severus at the head table. He did the same for Lunch and Dinner that day and the those following.
.
Eventually Severus managed to get accustomed to the company while he ate. The two never spoke but Snape found he enjoyed simply sitting with the other man, apart from his annoying habit of stealing glances at Severus whenever the opportunity presented itself.
When he wasn't at meals, Cole tended to lock himself up in his rooms or spend time with Lupin and Black. The three men seemed to be getting along pretty well and soon, apart from meals, became virtually inseperable, 'like another generation of Marauders,' (forgive if I spelled that wrong) thought Snape sourly as he shuddered in rememberance of all the pranks he'd been prone to. He was startled when he felt the cold, almost metalic pang of jealousy welling up in the pit of his stomach.
At the moment, Severus was seated in one of the large chairs in the Staff Room ballancing a large dusty volume on his lap. He'd been about halfway through the boring text about 'the effects of powdered newt combined with other substances in potions,' when Black, Remus and Gavin entered the room and began to set up a game of Wizard's Chess. Severus had caught the fleeting glance from Cole, catching him in the act of 'observing' Severus. Wisely, the younger man looked away, but not before smiling sheepishly.
'Due to obvious circumstances, powdered newt should never be added to any form of a Drake root..... resulting effects would be catostrophic if too much is added.... elements in the Drake root have a specific substance, known as Dajssus which would be the cause...'
"Yes! Check 'mate'. Thank you very much! You're too kind! Please! Please! Hold your applause..."
Severus had been reviewing this particular page for the last 45 minutes, having to restart the page every time he heard Cole speak. Grumbling, he turned back to the top, trying desperately to tune out the happy cries and laughter at Remus' sacrastic declaration that Cole was an, "extrordinarily gratious winner."
Clearly he would never get any work done here. Clutching the overly- large book firmly over his beating heart. Severus swooped out of the chair and stalked towards the door glowering at Gavin, who smiled infuriatingly at him. At least it normally would have been, but Snape had, strangely not been feeling himself lately.
'What in the bloody name of Merlin is the matter with me?' Snape contemplated as he stormed out of the room in a flurry of black robes.
Sirius and Remus shared a quick glance, "just ignore Severus. It's not in his nature to get along with people."
"Or be remotely humane to them..." Mumbled Sirius.
"I gathered as much."
"Oh?" Questioned Remus as Black slid off his chair to find the chess piece that had 'somehow' wandered off the board.
Cole smiled, "My first night here, when we went to the kitchens after the meeting," pausing to assure himself that Remus followed, "we had a drink... and I was basically told just 'where' I could shove it." Gavin expalined on a rather cheery note and started to laugh when he heard a loud thump from under the table followed by a coughing fit.
Sirius began to attempt assent back into his chair with the mysterious bishop in hand. All the while still hacking and wheezing uncontrollably. "Sirius?" Remus seemed worried, "you okay there?"
Sirius nodded vigorously and took a sip of his pumpkin juice.
Remus suddenly turned mock serious {stupid pun}, "Siri did you eat an old scrap off the floor again?" He demanded.
"Shut-up Moony... That was a dare, and you know how I feel about that blasted game." With that the subject was immediately dropped.
Cole was smiling madly as he stood up 'slowly' and streched out his body, "I'll see you guys later ok?"
"Where you goin'?" Asked Sirius
"To the library. I need some information on a complicated potion I've been using lately."
.
Severus watched the New DADA Professor walk towards Griffindor table. He studied the man's lean form as he walked the length of the Great Hall. Snape's eyes drifted down from Cole's dark hair and brown eyes, unconsciously memorizing every inch.
He had noticed the young Professors gaze drifting over to him more regularly since the idea of sitting next to Severus for meals had retired, at which, he'd never admitt to it, but felt a great loss. This time alone however, had allowed Severus to think more into what Gavin had said on his first night, 'I already know more about you than you would believe possible.'
The words were as clear in his mind as they would have been had he just heard them. However, a whole 7 weeks had passed since then, one would think that the 'brilliant potions master at Hogwarts' would have been able to discover Gavin's hidden meaning if there was one by now. But to no avail. Additionally, those peculiar 'looks' kept coming constantly.
Severus stared at the new Defence Professor openly, contemplating. 'He is quite attractive though... I wonder...' Snape stopped himself, 'Merlin what had he just been about to think? Severus Snape may be a slimy Bastard git of a Potions Master but he is NOT a 'gay'...Severus Snape is not nor ever will be gay!' He shuddered and distraughtly dropped his head to the table with a loud 'crack.'
Unfortunately he neglected to move his plate first, and moments later was looking up from his 'pillow' composed entirely of food.
Severus wasn't at all surprised to see the faces of his co-workers staring at him. 'It damn well figures' thought Snape as he spotted the reason why he had tomato hanging off his face and mayonase in his hair. He watched as Gavin tried to surpress a grin, and then turned away when he saw the Death Glare.
"Really Severus..." commented Dumbledore, in a semi- concerned/amused tone, "if you're 'that' hungry you really shouldn't skip breakfast anymore." Severus groaned and dumped his uncharacteristically beat red face back down into what 'used' to be a sandwich.
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Hehehe I thing Albus is soo funny in this story so far.
There was some foreshadowing in this chapter- remember the quote concerning "the library and researching the potion he'd been using lately"
I have nothing against homosexuals, I just thought it would be funny for Severus to freak out over the idea that maybe...just maybe he is gay...?...
Well thats it for now... If things go well I'll have the students arriving in the next chapter and you'll find out a bit more about Cole Gavin...maybe...I haven't written it yet so...
L8er'
**Scythe
R&R