A/N If you are reading this, you have probably read chapter one! Thank you for reading it! I hope you liked it... I hope this chapter is just as good;

Chapter two,

Snape sat down on the steps outside the door that magically closed behind him. The fortune-teller hadn't at all lightened up his spirits. He needed to know. He just had to!

'Severus!' Snape looked up and looked widely around at who might have called his name. His eyes first flew to a very pretty woman standing a few metres away looking at something in a shop window. His spirits lightened, but his hopes drowned when he realised she wasn't the one who had called him. His eyes fell on Lucius Malfoy coming walking towards him. He liked Lucius, but sitting outside a fortune-teller house wasn't exactly a rumour you wanted spreading, and Lucius would be glad to tell anyone about that Severus Snape, famous Hogwarts teacher needed to go a fortune-teller for help. There was mainly only one reason someone would visit a fortune- teller, and that reason, Snape had come for too. 'How are you?' Lucius asked and he had a wide smile across his face.

'Fine, and you?' Snape quickly replied and jumped up trying to ignore the place they were standing outside.

'You been to the fortune-teller, Severus?' Lucius Malfoy asked looking up at the sign above the door. Snape tried to hide the fact he had started blushing.

'Well... not really... or yes, but it is not the way you think!' he was quick to say.

'Don't worry, my friend,' Malfoy said hitting Severus friendly on the back. 'I have been in there too. If I am not wrong, even Albus Dumbledore went there once,' Snape stared.

'You have been to that fortune-teller?' he asked and he could feel a smile forming across his face. He tried to hide it but this was just too good... Lucius Malfoy having problems in his love life... and Albus Dumbledore, that eighty year-old freak! Or he wasn't really a freak, but if he visited a fortune-teller at the age of eighty then he sure must be a real pervert!

'Hard times, Severus, hard times...' they started walking down the street. 'That was before I met Narcissa, of course. Would never dream of cheating on her, haha!' Snape smiled politely. 'Once you got one of her kind, never leave them, Severus, remember that. They are not only hard to find, but hard to let go off too,'

'You love her a lot, don't you Lucius?' Snape asked.

'Love her, and love her... don't really know if I can say that. I suppose I do since I have a son with her... he is a souvenir from the night I met her... very nice night...' Snape didn't know if he wanted to hear what else Lucius might say.

'So why did you go to a fortune-teller?' he asked quickly before he could hear any more "Narcissa talk".

'Well of course I got worried when I couldn't get any women attracted to me, Severus. I am sure that was why you went to her, wasn't it? I mean, I was so worried I tried to find any point of me that was not attractive. I did start wondering if it might be the hair... I planned on cutting it once...' Snape gasped.

'No way!' Lucius nodded. 'Women get turned on by long hair!' Snape was so shocked.

'That I thought too. but it was apparently not like that... or maybe all the women I met were married all ready, what do I know?' Snape was quiet for a moment thinking. Maybe that was why he couldn't find anyone that seemed to like him. He had tried. He had tried very hard in finding someone, but everything had now turned from serious tries to pathetic jokes. Life was not easy anymore.

'So do you fancy anyone special?' Lucius asked.

'No, I don't really know any women really... well there are some at Hogwarts but what the hell... you know me. I can never like someone at work. It feels like work when you meet them on your free time too. Lucius Malfoy suddenly interrupted Snape's thoughts with a loud laugh.

'What?' Snape asked.

'I just thought about something very funny! Think if you would fall in love with a Muggle! A Muggle! Haha haha!' Snape made a small giggle.

'You are very funny, friend,' he said. It was a funny joke but he was not really in a mood for jokes. He was still kind of embarrassed about admitting to Lucius that he had a bad love life. 'But what did the fortune- teller predict about your future?' Snape asked. He wanted to know if he had ended up in a similar situation as himself. If the fortune-teller also had told him to loosen up an get a life.

'She told me my luck was near and that in a few years I would have a child,' Snape didn't answer. Did she react so oddly because she didn't want to tell him what she actually saw; a bad and boring life with no family, no life, no pizza every Friday, no future job, and no dog to walk on Monday afternoon, no nothing!? He desperately wanted to know.

'Severus, there is a thing I would like to ask you, that has been on my mind a long time...' Lucius Malfoy unexpectedly said in a serious voice. Snape didn't really like the sound of this. Lucius Malfoy usually didn't offer good things. 'Maybe if we could take a drink at the Leaky Cauldron?'

'Lucius, I don't know how many times I have told you this, but I-don't-work- for-Voldemort-any-more!' that was usually what Lucius Malfoy was after when asking to buy Snape a drink.

'Don't take me wrong, because it has got nothing to do with Voldemort,' Lucius said carefully. 'I just need to talk to you about something,'

'But can't you say it just here? Do we really need to take a drink?'

'Severus! Don't be childish! First of all, only children avoid drinks, and second of all, you seem to need a bit of cheering up, after visiting that fortune-teller,' Snape thought about it for a second and then made a small nod. He didn't want to admit to Lucius he didn't drink any alcohol.

'Great!' Snape followed Malfoy down Diagon Alley. He was deeply in thought about what he wanted to talk about...'