Ordinary Magic
By, Tigerlily
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters nor am I making any money off of this.
Summary: In which Severus Snape, a reclusive Chemist, meets orphan/runaway, Harry Potter.
Warning: This is/will become a slash fic. If this squicks you don't read.
A/N: This story is AU, that is to say it is set in an alternate universe. Magic does NOT exist in the form you are used to. This story is in fact a modern retelling of Beauty and the Beast, sort of.
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Prologue: Harry Potter
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I read in a book once that you can always tell when you see an orphaned child, because they have terrible hair. They don't have a mother to do it for them.
I laughed when I read that, but there's more than a grain of truth to it.
I have TERRIBLE hair
I was orphaned when I was only a year old by a freak accident. My parents died. I survived.
I say survived purely because I did not live.
I was sent to stay with my relatives. Again I use the word "stay" because I did not live there. They stuffed me in a cupboard under the stairs and tried to ignore the fact that I existed for most of my adolescence.
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When I turned sixteen I ran away from my aunt and uncle. I don't know where I thought I was going or what I was going to do. All I knew in my limited life experience was that I had to get away.
I walked out the front door with the clothes on my back.
Although I am not as a rule a dishonest person, I decided to stowaway in one of the small ships at the dock.
I slipped onboard in the dark of night and hid under a tarp in one of the lifeboats.
The ship set off the next day with me in tow. I managed somehow to make it through that day under the stifling tarp, and by nighttime I was relieved of that problem.
A fierce storm had appeared out of nowhere. It sent the little boat rocking back and forth.
As I had never before been on a boat before, I was noxious beyond belief.
I believe I passed out at some point during the night because the next thing I knew it was morning. Somehow during the night the little life boat had been detached and I was beached on a tiny Island.
There was a mansion at the top of the Island, but I was wary of approaching it. The building seemed cold and forbidding.
Like most young boys I needed food constantly at that time and by nightfall I was about ready to pass out. Not only was I hungry, but it had started to rain again.
That is how I finally broke down and approached the massive building.
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With a creak the enormous main door was opened. A slender sallow man with greasy hair glared down at me.
He asked me my name. I answered.
Then I promptly passed out at his feet.
By, Tigerlily
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters nor am I making any money off of this.
Summary: In which Severus Snape, a reclusive Chemist, meets orphan/runaway, Harry Potter.
Warning: This is/will become a slash fic. If this squicks you don't read.
A/N: This story is AU, that is to say it is set in an alternate universe. Magic does NOT exist in the form you are used to. This story is in fact a modern retelling of Beauty and the Beast, sort of.
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Prologue: Harry Potter
****
I read in a book once that you can always tell when you see an orphaned child, because they have terrible hair. They don't have a mother to do it for them.
I laughed when I read that, but there's more than a grain of truth to it.
I have TERRIBLE hair
I was orphaned when I was only a year old by a freak accident. My parents died. I survived.
I say survived purely because I did not live.
I was sent to stay with my relatives. Again I use the word "stay" because I did not live there. They stuffed me in a cupboard under the stairs and tried to ignore the fact that I existed for most of my adolescence.
****
When I turned sixteen I ran away from my aunt and uncle. I don't know where I thought I was going or what I was going to do. All I knew in my limited life experience was that I had to get away.
I walked out the front door with the clothes on my back.
Although I am not as a rule a dishonest person, I decided to stowaway in one of the small ships at the dock.
I slipped onboard in the dark of night and hid under a tarp in one of the lifeboats.
The ship set off the next day with me in tow. I managed somehow to make it through that day under the stifling tarp, and by nighttime I was relieved of that problem.
A fierce storm had appeared out of nowhere. It sent the little boat rocking back and forth.
As I had never before been on a boat before, I was noxious beyond belief.
I believe I passed out at some point during the night because the next thing I knew it was morning. Somehow during the night the little life boat had been detached and I was beached on a tiny Island.
There was a mansion at the top of the Island, but I was wary of approaching it. The building seemed cold and forbidding.
Like most young boys I needed food constantly at that time and by nightfall I was about ready to pass out. Not only was I hungry, but it had started to rain again.
That is how I finally broke down and approached the massive building.
****
With a creak the enormous main door was opened. A slender sallow man with greasy hair glared down at me.
He asked me my name. I answered.
Then I promptly passed out at his feet.