Tittle- Willow
Author- JMA
Rating- none
Disclaimer- the usual; no money, no ownership.
Pairing- HP/SS Pre Slash
Spoilers- none
Summary/notes- This is the second instalment in my Whomping Willow story
fixation. Not necessarily connected with part 1. We'll see I suppose.
Archive- eh
PLEASE READ ALL THE WAY TO THE END. It may seem like it is repeating itself but
it does so for a reason.
Snape didn't trust Black as far as he could throw him but what he said seemed to make sense. The Whomping Willow was dangerous but Snape could handle himself. And besides, he'd seen Mcgonagall and Lupin come down here before so he knew it was possible.
/well, here goes nothing/
Snape poked the knob. The tree went still.
/ It worked. The little bastard was telling the truth/
Of course if he wasn't Snape would have hexed him.
Lucius and the others weren't interested in Potter's gang. They didn't believe him when he said something was going on. Now he was going to find out for sure what that was. Snape liked knowing things about other people. Lucius said that it would get him far and hinted about something he would tell him after they finished school.
Snape rounded the corner and found the tunnel opened into a large room.
/The Shrieking Shack?/
It happened so fast that Snape was never quite sure exactly what happened. When it was over Snape found himself outside in the arms of James Potter.
Snape didn't move for a few moments. Then he whispered,
"He's a werewolf"
"Snape?" Potter asked softly. It was enough to shake the other man out of his shock.
"Get off me!" Snape shouted, pushing Potter away from him.
"Hey! I just saved your life!"
Snape was red and glaring, "You're part of this. I've seen you. YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!!!"
"I DIDN'T" Potter yelled back. Then softer, "It wasn't me."
***
Severus Snape had been having the same dream for weeks. Except it wasn't a dream. He was reliving the time when Potter's Gang had tried to kill him. He had no idea why he this was happening now of all times. He just had the nagging feeling that he was missing something. Snape snorted and threw off his blankets. There was no point going over the details, nothing changed the fact that he'd nearly been killed.
***
Harry sniffed his potion and peered inside the cauldron. It was supposed to be a murky gray color and smell like oranges but somehow Harry managed to make it look orange and smell, well, he supposed that was what murky gray smelled like. Snape was busy and Ron was trying to whisper something to Hermione.
"C'mon 'mione, let me see it"
"No"
"What is it?" Harry asked.
" 'mione won't let me see the time turner"
They weren't supposed to tell anyone about it but they couldn't keep it from Ron. He knew after three weeks.
It had been an awfully long time since he did find out. Harry wondered what the renewed interest was due to. It had been three years since he found out.
"Why Ron?"
Ron just mumbled and blushed. Hermione shook her head at Harry
"You don't want to know. Trust me"
"I'm not going to use it!" Ron sulked.
Harry wondered how Ron could fail to see the 'I'm getting very pissed off look' on Hermione's face.
She grabbed the turner and thrust it into Ron's hands.
/That went well/ Harry thought.
The last time he pissed Hermione off he had to urinate sitting down for a day. He shuddered at the memory.
"WEASLEY!! What is that in your hand!" Snape growled suddenly.
Ron jumped and the Time Turner flew out of his hands and into Harry's cauldron.
"My time-turner!" Hermione gasped.
Harry's cauldron exploded.
Harry Disappeared.
Harry Reappeared.
"Everyone get out of this class." Snape looked furious, "Except you three. Would someone tell me what happened?"
Snape looked at Harry's clenched hands and snatched out their contents.
"And who owns this?" He asked, holding up the time-turner, "Because I sincerely doubt they have the proper permits. Headmasters office. Now"
***
Once again the golden three had gotten away with everything. Granger had the device with the headmasters permission. Nevermind that they were extremely dangerous. Snape suspected that they had had it for a few years, certain events were now falling into place. On top of that Potter claimed not to know what happened when he disappeared, but by the way he was looking, no glaring, at Snape said differently.
/The boy could get away with murder/ Snape thought/ Or attempted murder, just like his father/
He had that dream again.
***
Snape didn't trust Black as far as he could throw him but what he said seemed to make sense. The Whomping Willow was dangerous but Snape could handle himself. And besides, he'd seen Mcgonagall and Lupin come down here before so he knew it was possible.
/well, here goes nothing/
Snape poked the knob. The tree went still.
/ It worked. The little bastard was telling the truth/
Of course if he wasn't Snape would have hexed him.
Lucius and the others weren't interested in Potter's gang. They didn't believe him when he said something was going on. Now he was going to find out for sure what that was. Snape liked knowing things about other people. Lucius said that it would get him far and hinted about something he would tell him after they finished school.
Snape rounded the corner and found the tunnel opened into a large room.
/The Shrieking Shack?/
It happened so fast that Snape was never quite sure exactly what happened. When it was over Snape found himself outside in the arms of James Potter.
Snape didn't move for a few moments. Then he whispered,
"He's a werewolf"
"Snape?" Potter asked softly. It was enough to shake the other man out of his shock.
"Get off me!" Snape shouted, pushing Potter away from him.
"Hey! I just saved your life!"
Snape was red and glaring, "You're part of this. I've seen you. YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!!!"
"I DIDN'T" Potter yelled back.
Snape glared into James Potter's green eyes.
Then softer, "It wasn't me."
James Potter didn't have green eyes.
But his son did.
Author- JMA
Rating- none
Disclaimer- the usual; no money, no ownership.
Pairing- HP/SS Pre Slash
Spoilers- none
Summary/notes- This is the second instalment in my Whomping Willow story
fixation. Not necessarily connected with part 1. We'll see I suppose.
Archive- eh
PLEASE READ ALL THE WAY TO THE END. It may seem like it is repeating itself but
it does so for a reason.
Snape didn't trust Black as far as he could throw him but what he said seemed to make sense. The Whomping Willow was dangerous but Snape could handle himself. And besides, he'd seen Mcgonagall and Lupin come down here before so he knew it was possible.
/well, here goes nothing/
Snape poked the knob. The tree went still.
/ It worked. The little bastard was telling the truth/
Of course if he wasn't Snape would have hexed him.
Lucius and the others weren't interested in Potter's gang. They didn't believe him when he said something was going on. Now he was going to find out for sure what that was. Snape liked knowing things about other people. Lucius said that it would get him far and hinted about something he would tell him after they finished school.
Snape rounded the corner and found the tunnel opened into a large room.
/The Shrieking Shack?/
It happened so fast that Snape was never quite sure exactly what happened. When it was over Snape found himself outside in the arms of James Potter.
Snape didn't move for a few moments. Then he whispered,
"He's a werewolf"
"Snape?" Potter asked softly. It was enough to shake the other man out of his shock.
"Get off me!" Snape shouted, pushing Potter away from him.
"Hey! I just saved your life!"
Snape was red and glaring, "You're part of this. I've seen you. YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!!!"
"I DIDN'T" Potter yelled back. Then softer, "It wasn't me."
***
Severus Snape had been having the same dream for weeks. Except it wasn't a dream. He was reliving the time when Potter's Gang had tried to kill him. He had no idea why he this was happening now of all times. He just had the nagging feeling that he was missing something. Snape snorted and threw off his blankets. There was no point going over the details, nothing changed the fact that he'd nearly been killed.
***
Harry sniffed his potion and peered inside the cauldron. It was supposed to be a murky gray color and smell like oranges but somehow Harry managed to make it look orange and smell, well, he supposed that was what murky gray smelled like. Snape was busy and Ron was trying to whisper something to Hermione.
"C'mon 'mione, let me see it"
"No"
"What is it?" Harry asked.
" 'mione won't let me see the time turner"
They weren't supposed to tell anyone about it but they couldn't keep it from Ron. He knew after three weeks.
It had been an awfully long time since he did find out. Harry wondered what the renewed interest was due to. It had been three years since he found out.
"Why Ron?"
Ron just mumbled and blushed. Hermione shook her head at Harry
"You don't want to know. Trust me"
"I'm not going to use it!" Ron sulked.
Harry wondered how Ron could fail to see the 'I'm getting very pissed off look' on Hermione's face.
She grabbed the turner and thrust it into Ron's hands.
/That went well/ Harry thought.
The last time he pissed Hermione off he had to urinate sitting down for a day. He shuddered at the memory.
"WEASLEY!! What is that in your hand!" Snape growled suddenly.
Ron jumped and the Time Turner flew out of his hands and into Harry's cauldron.
"My time-turner!" Hermione gasped.
Harry's cauldron exploded.
Harry Disappeared.
Harry Reappeared.
"Everyone get out of this class." Snape looked furious, "Except you three. Would someone tell me what happened?"
Snape looked at Harry's clenched hands and snatched out their contents.
"And who owns this?" He asked, holding up the time-turner, "Because I sincerely doubt they have the proper permits. Headmasters office. Now"
***
Once again the golden three had gotten away with everything. Granger had the device with the headmasters permission. Nevermind that they were extremely dangerous. Snape suspected that they had had it for a few years, certain events were now falling into place. On top of that Potter claimed not to know what happened when he disappeared, but by the way he was looking, no glaring, at Snape said differently.
/The boy could get away with murder/ Snape thought/ Or attempted murder, just like his father/
He had that dream again.
***
Snape didn't trust Black as far as he could throw him but what he said seemed to make sense. The Whomping Willow was dangerous but Snape could handle himself. And besides, he'd seen Mcgonagall and Lupin come down here before so he knew it was possible.
/well, here goes nothing/
Snape poked the knob. The tree went still.
/ It worked. The little bastard was telling the truth/
Of course if he wasn't Snape would have hexed him.
Lucius and the others weren't interested in Potter's gang. They didn't believe him when he said something was going on. Now he was going to find out for sure what that was. Snape liked knowing things about other people. Lucius said that it would get him far and hinted about something he would tell him after they finished school.
Snape rounded the corner and found the tunnel opened into a large room.
/The Shrieking Shack?/
It happened so fast that Snape was never quite sure exactly what happened. When it was over Snape found himself outside in the arms of James Potter.
Snape didn't move for a few moments. Then he whispered,
"He's a werewolf"
"Snape?" Potter asked softly. It was enough to shake the other man out of his shock.
"Get off me!" Snape shouted, pushing Potter away from him.
"Hey! I just saved your life!"
Snape was red and glaring, "You're part of this. I've seen you. YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!!!"
"I DIDN'T" Potter yelled back.
Snape glared into James Potter's green eyes.
Then softer, "It wasn't me."
James Potter didn't have green eyes.
But his son did.