Author's note: Yup I haven't died, but I doubt that you thought I had,
seeing as how I've added a few other stories to my account.
Disclaimer: Only the Shintani's are mine. Di's my baby and sometimes acts as my muse.
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"You're late. Curfew was half an hour ago." Snape's voice trailed off as he caught sight of Sirius Black's companion.
"Severus," Diablo nodded politely, looking down at the Head of Slytherin house. Snape was a few inches shorter than he was, and Diablo emphasized the point with clunky heeled boots. He was the only student who could get away with calling the Potion's master by his first name. There was nothing Snape could do about it. If he upset Diablo, he would in turn upset the leader of the fire demons, the boy's grandfather, and a goddess, the boy's great-grandmother. They had just ended a war, there was no need to start a new one. "He was with me. I trust that is alright."
"Yes. Yes, of course," Snape murmured stepping aside, glaring after the two boys as they passed. He loathed being intimidated by the boy. man. The hybrid was older than he was. Why was he at the school anyways? Dumbledore wouldn't say, that is, if the old man knew in the first place. And now the boy was friends with his worst enemy. The Professor groaned in defeat. He would not be able to torment Black without Shintani finding out about it. He resigned to the fact that he might as well just learn to get along with the ex-Gryffindor. If he did, maybe he would be able to avoid the pranks that Black would undoubtedly play upon him.
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"Snape is the head of Slytherin house!? I'm DOOMED!" Sirius moaned, flopping onto his bed.
"Give it up Black. No one is going to pity you," Draco snorted, smirking.
"Severus will treat you the same as he does the rest of his house. whether he wants to or not," Diablo murmured softly.
"I hope you're right. He HATES me!" he whined yanking off his tie and throwing it onto his dresser, ignoring it when it fell onto the floor.
"Shintani's right. Snape will treat you like he treats the rest of us. Shintani will see to it. For some reason Snape is intimidated by him." the blond glanced over at the bishounen, wondering how on earth he had gained control over the teacher. He didn't particularly look dangerous. He looked like a pushover despite his height. He was built like a girl, albeit more toned. There had to be something more than just what meets the eye that had the professor bowing to his every command.
"Snape is not a foolish man ordinarily," Diablo offered by way of explanation. He was not prepared to tell the boy his or his brother's secret yet. He didn't entirely trust the boy to keep his mouth shut. The boys finished preparing for bed, and having said their good nights, turned out the light. Sirius smiled to himself, Slytherins really weren't all that bad. Even Draco was alright, but he had his moments. No one was perfect. Hell, everyone knew that he could be a bitch to deal with as well.
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Classes started the next day and went by fairly uneventful. Snape did indeed treat him as he did every other Slytherin, and for that Sirius was grateful. He was quickly becoming friends with the Slytherins, even Draco was starting to warm up to him by the end of the week. He had started to learn the Shintanis' dialect, and had even talked Harry and Draco into it as well. Diablo and Sirius played peacemaker between Malfoy and Potter for the first few days, and finally the two just gave up arguing and focused on learning the language. Each was surprised to discover that the other was actually tolerable, but neither was ready to admit that to anyone. Sirius noticed that as the days past, the suspicious glances turned into looks of curiosity. He smirked to himself wondering when the two would realize that they no longer saw each other as enemies.
~*^*~ Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get something up.
Disclaimer: Only the Shintani's are mine. Di's my baby and sometimes acts as my muse.
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"You're late. Curfew was half an hour ago." Snape's voice trailed off as he caught sight of Sirius Black's companion.
"Severus," Diablo nodded politely, looking down at the Head of Slytherin house. Snape was a few inches shorter than he was, and Diablo emphasized the point with clunky heeled boots. He was the only student who could get away with calling the Potion's master by his first name. There was nothing Snape could do about it. If he upset Diablo, he would in turn upset the leader of the fire demons, the boy's grandfather, and a goddess, the boy's great-grandmother. They had just ended a war, there was no need to start a new one. "He was with me. I trust that is alright."
"Yes. Yes, of course," Snape murmured stepping aside, glaring after the two boys as they passed. He loathed being intimidated by the boy. man. The hybrid was older than he was. Why was he at the school anyways? Dumbledore wouldn't say, that is, if the old man knew in the first place. And now the boy was friends with his worst enemy. The Professor groaned in defeat. He would not be able to torment Black without Shintani finding out about it. He resigned to the fact that he might as well just learn to get along with the ex-Gryffindor. If he did, maybe he would be able to avoid the pranks that Black would undoubtedly play upon him.
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"Snape is the head of Slytherin house!? I'm DOOMED!" Sirius moaned, flopping onto his bed.
"Give it up Black. No one is going to pity you," Draco snorted, smirking.
"Severus will treat you the same as he does the rest of his house. whether he wants to or not," Diablo murmured softly.
"I hope you're right. He HATES me!" he whined yanking off his tie and throwing it onto his dresser, ignoring it when it fell onto the floor.
"Shintani's right. Snape will treat you like he treats the rest of us. Shintani will see to it. For some reason Snape is intimidated by him." the blond glanced over at the bishounen, wondering how on earth he had gained control over the teacher. He didn't particularly look dangerous. He looked like a pushover despite his height. He was built like a girl, albeit more toned. There had to be something more than just what meets the eye that had the professor bowing to his every command.
"Snape is not a foolish man ordinarily," Diablo offered by way of explanation. He was not prepared to tell the boy his or his brother's secret yet. He didn't entirely trust the boy to keep his mouth shut. The boys finished preparing for bed, and having said their good nights, turned out the light. Sirius smiled to himself, Slytherins really weren't all that bad. Even Draco was alright, but he had his moments. No one was perfect. Hell, everyone knew that he could be a bitch to deal with as well.
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Classes started the next day and went by fairly uneventful. Snape did indeed treat him as he did every other Slytherin, and for that Sirius was grateful. He was quickly becoming friends with the Slytherins, even Draco was starting to warm up to him by the end of the week. He had started to learn the Shintanis' dialect, and had even talked Harry and Draco into it as well. Diablo and Sirius played peacemaker between Malfoy and Potter for the first few days, and finally the two just gave up arguing and focused on learning the language. Each was surprised to discover that the other was actually tolerable, but neither was ready to admit that to anyone. Sirius noticed that as the days past, the suspicious glances turned into looks of curiosity. He smirked to himself wondering when the two would realize that they no longer saw each other as enemies.
~*^*~ Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get something up.