"Slytherin!"
Everybody clapped as Severus took off the Sorting hat and headed towards the Slytherin table. He was greeted by boys and girls his gage who congratulated him for making it to the 'best' house in Hogwarts.
As he sat down, he chanced a glance at the Gryffindor table. When he saw James looking his way, though, and mouthing, "I'll talk to ya, later," he looked away and instead stared at his still empty plate. He hasn't decided what to eat because, even if he was as hungry as a pig, he couldn't take his mind off James. He was so angry! So angry that his knuckles were becoming white.
"I hate you, James Potter!" He thought. "You'll pay for betraying me. For betraying us!!!!"
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when he felt a person touch him.
"Hey," the person, a boy with silvery blonde hair, said, "You hate them, too?"
"Who?" Severus growled.
"James Potter and his friends, of course."
"Ha!" Severus chuckled, "Hate them?"
The person nodded. "Ya, do you?"
Severus smirked. "That's none of your business."
Without thinking, Severus stood up saying that he wasn't hungry. He decided that he'd just walk around the castle until the students have to go to their dorms.
He just shut the door of the Great Hall when another hand made its way on his shoulder. "Hey Russ!"
"Don't you dare call me that!!!" Severus snapped as he caught the hand of the person who had tried to surprise him. It turns out that the poor boy is James Potter. "You have no right to call me that, anymore!"
James looked at him, confused. "Um. Russ?"
"I told you not to call me that!" Severus growled, tightening his hold on James.
"Fine!" James shouted. He grit his teeth, trying not to cry out because of the pain that Severus was inflicting on him. "Severus! What are you doing?! Are you angry with me or something?"
Severus released James, by throwing him across the room. "Angry, James?" He hissed. "You're asking me if I'm angry at you?"
James, still confused about Severus' actions, tried to catch his breath before nodding. He wondered how Severus got so strong that he had the strength to throw him 15 meters from where he was.
"The nerve of you!!!!" Severus all but shouted. Without warning, he threw a punch on James' face. And another. And another. And another... and another..
"James!!!"
"Severus!!!"
Severus suddenly felt stiff as he realized that a teacher had seen them, along with the rest of the school. It was probably time for the students to go to their dorms.
"James!" three boys ran towards James wearing black robes with red and gold outlines. Severus guessed them to be Sirius, Remus, and Peter. He was right. Not even a second after reaching Jame's bruised and unconscious body, one of the three shouted, "James! Wake up. It's us, your best friends? Wake up! That bloody Slytherin will pay."
Severus had stopped listening. After the phrase, "It's us, your best friends?" his eyes had turned red. His anger was just intensifying. He was so angry. He was very angry. He felt he could kill James right then for betraying him and Harry. But, no, he couldn't do that. Not when he was still in a body bind.
"I'm ashamed of you, Severus!" the Slytherin head of the house, Bernard Trendz, said, "And at your first day in Hogwarts, no less!!! If I was as compassionate as McGonagall, I would let you off, but as I am not. Slytherin will suffer sixty points off!"
Severus didn't care. He hated James Potter.
That was all that mattered.
Everybody clapped as Severus took off the Sorting hat and headed towards the Slytherin table. He was greeted by boys and girls his gage who congratulated him for making it to the 'best' house in Hogwarts.
As he sat down, he chanced a glance at the Gryffindor table. When he saw James looking his way, though, and mouthing, "I'll talk to ya, later," he looked away and instead stared at his still empty plate. He hasn't decided what to eat because, even if he was as hungry as a pig, he couldn't take his mind off James. He was so angry! So angry that his knuckles were becoming white.
"I hate you, James Potter!" He thought. "You'll pay for betraying me. For betraying us!!!!"
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when he felt a person touch him.
"Hey," the person, a boy with silvery blonde hair, said, "You hate them, too?"
"Who?" Severus growled.
"James Potter and his friends, of course."
"Ha!" Severus chuckled, "Hate them?"
The person nodded. "Ya, do you?"
Severus smirked. "That's none of your business."
Without thinking, Severus stood up saying that he wasn't hungry. He decided that he'd just walk around the castle until the students have to go to their dorms.
He just shut the door of the Great Hall when another hand made its way on his shoulder. "Hey Russ!"
"Don't you dare call me that!!!" Severus snapped as he caught the hand of the person who had tried to surprise him. It turns out that the poor boy is James Potter. "You have no right to call me that, anymore!"
James looked at him, confused. "Um. Russ?"
"I told you not to call me that!" Severus growled, tightening his hold on James.
"Fine!" James shouted. He grit his teeth, trying not to cry out because of the pain that Severus was inflicting on him. "Severus! What are you doing?! Are you angry with me or something?"
Severus released James, by throwing him across the room. "Angry, James?" He hissed. "You're asking me if I'm angry at you?"
James, still confused about Severus' actions, tried to catch his breath before nodding. He wondered how Severus got so strong that he had the strength to throw him 15 meters from where he was.
"The nerve of you!!!!" Severus all but shouted. Without warning, he threw a punch on James' face. And another. And another. And another... and another..
"James!!!"
"Severus!!!"
Severus suddenly felt stiff as he realized that a teacher had seen them, along with the rest of the school. It was probably time for the students to go to their dorms.
"James!" three boys ran towards James wearing black robes with red and gold outlines. Severus guessed them to be Sirius, Remus, and Peter. He was right. Not even a second after reaching Jame's bruised and unconscious body, one of the three shouted, "James! Wake up. It's us, your best friends? Wake up! That bloody Slytherin will pay."
Severus had stopped listening. After the phrase, "It's us, your best friends?" his eyes had turned red. His anger was just intensifying. He was so angry. He was very angry. He felt he could kill James right then for betraying him and Harry. But, no, he couldn't do that. Not when he was still in a body bind.
"I'm ashamed of you, Severus!" the Slytherin head of the house, Bernard Trendz, said, "And at your first day in Hogwarts, no less!!! If I was as compassionate as McGonagall, I would let you off, but as I am not. Slytherin will suffer sixty points off!"
Severus didn't care. He hated James Potter.
That was all that mattered.