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Chapter 9: Year by year we're falling like stars
Sev's summer flew by. Before he knew it he was packing up to go back to Hogwarts for anther year. Sev found this and his third year to be rather pointless. There where certain memories that would stick out in his mind.
Second years took flying lessons because they weren't allowed to have brooms till then. It was all a way to discourage students from flying before they where of age to be on their house teams. Sev had never really ridden a broom and he was actually a bit nervous about it. This wasn't like Potions or his other classes where he could just read about it and be able to do it. This was something that you had to just have the skill to do. Sev didn't think he would have the skill to do it. Unfortunately he was right. Sure he was able to get the broom to float, that had given him a false sense of security…until he got on the broom that is. He got thrown off almost immediately, in fact he was sent to the hospital wing. What he remember was trying to hold onto the broom for dear life, hearing Potter and Black laughing then flying off. It was not something that he was going to live down easily.
Lucius was still his friend and sometimes Sev worried that he was starting to lean on the group of strange friends he had acquired. He had always been a very independent person and he didn't like the thought of needing anyone. Even his Uncle Cyrus wasn't allowed to get too close. This didn't seem to bother him all that much he simply gave Sev a small smile and would go about his business. One of the few people who didn't take kindly to being pushed away was Professor Astaroth. The older man simply would not let Sev shut him out.
"Severus Snape, one day you will learn that to survive in this world you must lean on people. I would like you to know that you can trust me and learn that lesson now instead of when I am dead and gone."
"You won't die anytime soon, Professor so what's the rush?" Sev asked with a sneer.
"You simply do not understand. None of you do." The red and gray-haired professor said as he walked away in his slow prowl.
"What do you mean we don't understand?" Sev asked.
"You are all growing up in a dangerous time, Severus. It may not seem that way now but it will soon enough. You all have so much more to learn then what is in your bloody books before it all happens. I haven't the time nor the means to teach you." Astaroth said and shook his head in a flustered way.
"Teach us what sir? What are you and Dumbledore so concerned over? Is it that Lord Voldamort?" Sev asked as he hurried to keep up with the tall man's stride.
"Voldamort is none of your concern." Astaroth hissed and hurried away. Sev stood there and sighed in frustration.
The search for Lord Voldamort did continue, but it wasn't all that necessary. By Sev's third year he was starting to be named in the Daily Prophet quite a bit for Muggle-related hate crimes. These crimes however did not really hit Hogwarts till December, right before Christmas break.
That day at breakfast Dumbledore received an owl the same time as Peter Pettigrew did. Dumbledore opened his first, read it, and his face grew grave.
"Peter Pettigrew report to my office immediately." The Headmaster cried just as Peter was about to open his own letter. Peter's usually ruddy face went pale. The rest of the Marauders looked worried. Sev snickered as he wondered what prank the boy was to be blamed for. He was hoping it was the one where Lucius' hair had been changed into the most ghastly color of puke green. It had been all James's idea but that didn't really matter at the moment. Peter shakily got up and followed the Headmaster out. The other three boys looked at each other, waited for the teachers to be distracted then bolted out the door. Sev nudged Lucius and they followed. They got their in time to see the Marauders burst into the Headmasters office.
"Sir, whatever it was Peter didn't do it! It was all my fault I swear-"
"Mr. Black,"
"No, I did it all. Don't' punish Peter-"
"Mr. Potter,"
"Sir,-"
"MR. LUPIN! All of you please be still. Your friend is not in any trouble. He has just received…some…"
"My dad has been killed." Peter burst out. The silence in the room was like a huge weight that even the two Slytherins in the hall could feel.
"Who did it?" Sirius said finally. His voice was low and threatening. Sev heard what sounded like Remus' footsteps move toward Peter. No doubt he was trying to comfort the smaller boy.
"A group organizing under Lord Voldamort. They call themselves Death Eaters." Dumbledore said finally.
"Why? Why would anyone want to kill someone else?" Remus' soft voice asked.
"That. I'm afraid, is a question that people have been asking for years. I also and sorry to say that I think people will be asking it for many more years." Dumbledore said. "Peter, you may go home whenever you wish." Sev heard the Marauders start to move out of the office. Sev quickly charmed himself and Lucius to become invisible for the few minuets it would take for the other boys to leave. As they walked down the hall Sev saw that Peter was crying silently, Remus' one arm around his shoulders, James on his other side and Sirius in the front walking as though he dared anyone to say something to any of them.
"Sirius." Peter said finally as they rounded the corner.
"Yah, Pete?"
"Your right. There is no such thing as a merry Christmas."
Toward the Spring more deaths hit Hogwarts and Sev started to understand what Astaroth had meant. Students where scared to go home in the summer. No one really wanted to leave Hogwarts, that is unless it was to go to Hogsmead. There was an interesting thing that happened on one such trip. James Potter was trying to impress some girls by catching a small snitch that he carried in his pocket when he fell and hit Lily Evens into the mud. Needless to say she was not happy.
"Potter what is the matter with you? Can't you see behind those glasses?" She cried as Sirius howled with laughter.
"Sorry Evens, what's your problem anyway?" James asked as he tried not to look hurt about the comment about his glasses. Most people knew he was sensitive about having to wear them.
"My, problem? Potter, you walk around trying to impress every girl around and you don't care who you have to knock down in the process, quite literally. You have such an ego I'm surprised you can fit your head into a door." Lily cried.
"Ouch. I'd say that's one for Evens." Sirius said with a smirk.
"Me have an ego? Maybe you ought to look at yourself, Evens. You think your better then people because your smart-"
"I work hard to get my grades, Potter that is completely different then running around, messing up your hair and trying to catch a little ball."
"What? I do not? Where do you come off-"
"Complete sentences are wonderful things, Potter. Perhaps you ought to learn how to use them." She then tossed some of her slightly muddy hair and stormed away. James stood there mouthing words that no one could hear.
"What a shrew. Let it go James." Sirius said as he started to walk away.
"You have to admit she is kind of pretty though." Peter whispered to Remus who shook his head.
"She is not Peter, she is a shrew!" Sirius cried with a laugh. He didn't notice that James' expression had changed from one of furry to one of contemplation.
"Oy, James you coming?" Sirius asked.
"Yah, yah." James said as she smiled a bit and turned around to follow his friends.
Later that night Lucius woke Sev and the rest of their little gang.
"Get up, hurry my father has sent us a fun present."
"What kind of present?" Sev asked groggily as he pulled on his robes. Lucius just smiled and told him that good things come to those who wait.
~When the hell did Lucius start quoting, or better yet reading anything that was really worth quoting? ~ Sev wondered to himself. The boys trudged through the forest till Lucius stopped and pulled something out of his robes.
"A Portkey?" Avery asked.
"Indeed, Avery. Severus my friend do you remember Christmas our first year?"
"Yes," Severus said slowly. He knew where this was leading and he knew he didn't like it. "Lucius, your crazy father hasn't-"
"Oh but he has Severus, he has." Lucius said with a laugh. With that he made sure they all where touching and then the Forrest was gone. Instead they where in a very old house with a roaring fire.
"Oh God, Lucius no." Sev whispered.
"Hello boys." Mr. Malfoy said, a large grin on his face. "They are here My Lord."
"Wonderful. Bring them here, Malfoy." A high voice said. Mr. Malfoy motioned them to follow him as he led them farther into the room. A tall man with dark hair stood up from his high-backed chair. Sev felt a chill go down his spin as the man smiled a bit.
"I heard you have been looking for me boys. I am Lord Voldamort."
THE END OF PART ONE
TBC
Please stay turned for "Serpents Part Two: The Riddle" it should be making it's grand opening on FF.net shortly. Sorry this was short and kind of crappy, this whole part of the series was laying framework for the next part.
Some things to expect in the next part of the series:
-Lots of DE stuff
-More problems with Marauders
-Character death, at least one
-We find out who Sev's real father is
-More character development
-Sev finds out Remus' secret
-Severus' Worst memory
And loads more so please, read review, and keep you eyes open for the next part! I promise it will be so much better then this one which was just ground work for the next and third part!!!
Love,
Rosaline
Chapter 9: Year by year we're falling like stars
Sev's summer flew by. Before he knew it he was packing up to go back to Hogwarts for anther year. Sev found this and his third year to be rather pointless. There where certain memories that would stick out in his mind.
Second years took flying lessons because they weren't allowed to have brooms till then. It was all a way to discourage students from flying before they where of age to be on their house teams. Sev had never really ridden a broom and he was actually a bit nervous about it. This wasn't like Potions or his other classes where he could just read about it and be able to do it. This was something that you had to just have the skill to do. Sev didn't think he would have the skill to do it. Unfortunately he was right. Sure he was able to get the broom to float, that had given him a false sense of security…until he got on the broom that is. He got thrown off almost immediately, in fact he was sent to the hospital wing. What he remember was trying to hold onto the broom for dear life, hearing Potter and Black laughing then flying off. It was not something that he was going to live down easily.
Lucius was still his friend and sometimes Sev worried that he was starting to lean on the group of strange friends he had acquired. He had always been a very independent person and he didn't like the thought of needing anyone. Even his Uncle Cyrus wasn't allowed to get too close. This didn't seem to bother him all that much he simply gave Sev a small smile and would go about his business. One of the few people who didn't take kindly to being pushed away was Professor Astaroth. The older man simply would not let Sev shut him out.
"Severus Snape, one day you will learn that to survive in this world you must lean on people. I would like you to know that you can trust me and learn that lesson now instead of when I am dead and gone."
"You won't die anytime soon, Professor so what's the rush?" Sev asked with a sneer.
"You simply do not understand. None of you do." The red and gray-haired professor said as he walked away in his slow prowl.
"What do you mean we don't understand?" Sev asked.
"You are all growing up in a dangerous time, Severus. It may not seem that way now but it will soon enough. You all have so much more to learn then what is in your bloody books before it all happens. I haven't the time nor the means to teach you." Astaroth said and shook his head in a flustered way.
"Teach us what sir? What are you and Dumbledore so concerned over? Is it that Lord Voldamort?" Sev asked as he hurried to keep up with the tall man's stride.
"Voldamort is none of your concern." Astaroth hissed and hurried away. Sev stood there and sighed in frustration.
The search for Lord Voldamort did continue, but it wasn't all that necessary. By Sev's third year he was starting to be named in the Daily Prophet quite a bit for Muggle-related hate crimes. These crimes however did not really hit Hogwarts till December, right before Christmas break.
That day at breakfast Dumbledore received an owl the same time as Peter Pettigrew did. Dumbledore opened his first, read it, and his face grew grave.
"Peter Pettigrew report to my office immediately." The Headmaster cried just as Peter was about to open his own letter. Peter's usually ruddy face went pale. The rest of the Marauders looked worried. Sev snickered as he wondered what prank the boy was to be blamed for. He was hoping it was the one where Lucius' hair had been changed into the most ghastly color of puke green. It had been all James's idea but that didn't really matter at the moment. Peter shakily got up and followed the Headmaster out. The other three boys looked at each other, waited for the teachers to be distracted then bolted out the door. Sev nudged Lucius and they followed. They got their in time to see the Marauders burst into the Headmasters office.
"Sir, whatever it was Peter didn't do it! It was all my fault I swear-"
"Mr. Black,"
"No, I did it all. Don't' punish Peter-"
"Mr. Potter,"
"Sir,-"
"MR. LUPIN! All of you please be still. Your friend is not in any trouble. He has just received…some…"
"My dad has been killed." Peter burst out. The silence in the room was like a huge weight that even the two Slytherins in the hall could feel.
"Who did it?" Sirius said finally. His voice was low and threatening. Sev heard what sounded like Remus' footsteps move toward Peter. No doubt he was trying to comfort the smaller boy.
"A group organizing under Lord Voldamort. They call themselves Death Eaters." Dumbledore said finally.
"Why? Why would anyone want to kill someone else?" Remus' soft voice asked.
"That. I'm afraid, is a question that people have been asking for years. I also and sorry to say that I think people will be asking it for many more years." Dumbledore said. "Peter, you may go home whenever you wish." Sev heard the Marauders start to move out of the office. Sev quickly charmed himself and Lucius to become invisible for the few minuets it would take for the other boys to leave. As they walked down the hall Sev saw that Peter was crying silently, Remus' one arm around his shoulders, James on his other side and Sirius in the front walking as though he dared anyone to say something to any of them.
"Sirius." Peter said finally as they rounded the corner.
"Yah, Pete?"
"Your right. There is no such thing as a merry Christmas."
Toward the Spring more deaths hit Hogwarts and Sev started to understand what Astaroth had meant. Students where scared to go home in the summer. No one really wanted to leave Hogwarts, that is unless it was to go to Hogsmead. There was an interesting thing that happened on one such trip. James Potter was trying to impress some girls by catching a small snitch that he carried in his pocket when he fell and hit Lily Evens into the mud. Needless to say she was not happy.
"Potter what is the matter with you? Can't you see behind those glasses?" She cried as Sirius howled with laughter.
"Sorry Evens, what's your problem anyway?" James asked as he tried not to look hurt about the comment about his glasses. Most people knew he was sensitive about having to wear them.
"My, problem? Potter, you walk around trying to impress every girl around and you don't care who you have to knock down in the process, quite literally. You have such an ego I'm surprised you can fit your head into a door." Lily cried.
"Ouch. I'd say that's one for Evens." Sirius said with a smirk.
"Me have an ego? Maybe you ought to look at yourself, Evens. You think your better then people because your smart-"
"I work hard to get my grades, Potter that is completely different then running around, messing up your hair and trying to catch a little ball."
"What? I do not? Where do you come off-"
"Complete sentences are wonderful things, Potter. Perhaps you ought to learn how to use them." She then tossed some of her slightly muddy hair and stormed away. James stood there mouthing words that no one could hear.
"What a shrew. Let it go James." Sirius said as he started to walk away.
"You have to admit she is kind of pretty though." Peter whispered to Remus who shook his head.
"She is not Peter, she is a shrew!" Sirius cried with a laugh. He didn't notice that James' expression had changed from one of furry to one of contemplation.
"Oy, James you coming?" Sirius asked.
"Yah, yah." James said as she smiled a bit and turned around to follow his friends.
Later that night Lucius woke Sev and the rest of their little gang.
"Get up, hurry my father has sent us a fun present."
"What kind of present?" Sev asked groggily as he pulled on his robes. Lucius just smiled and told him that good things come to those who wait.
~When the hell did Lucius start quoting, or better yet reading anything that was really worth quoting? ~ Sev wondered to himself. The boys trudged through the forest till Lucius stopped and pulled something out of his robes.
"A Portkey?" Avery asked.
"Indeed, Avery. Severus my friend do you remember Christmas our first year?"
"Yes," Severus said slowly. He knew where this was leading and he knew he didn't like it. "Lucius, your crazy father hasn't-"
"Oh but he has Severus, he has." Lucius said with a laugh. With that he made sure they all where touching and then the Forrest was gone. Instead they where in a very old house with a roaring fire.
"Oh God, Lucius no." Sev whispered.
"Hello boys." Mr. Malfoy said, a large grin on his face. "They are here My Lord."
"Wonderful. Bring them here, Malfoy." A high voice said. Mr. Malfoy motioned them to follow him as he led them farther into the room. A tall man with dark hair stood up from his high-backed chair. Sev felt a chill go down his spin as the man smiled a bit.
"I heard you have been looking for me boys. I am Lord Voldamort."
THE END OF PART ONE
TBC
Please stay turned for "Serpents Part Two: The Riddle" it should be making it's grand opening on FF.net shortly. Sorry this was short and kind of crappy, this whole part of the series was laying framework for the next part.
Some things to expect in the next part of the series:
-Lots of DE stuff
-More problems with Marauders
-Character death, at least one
-We find out who Sev's real father is
-More character development
-Sev finds out Remus' secret
-Severus' Worst memory
And loads more so please, read review, and keep you eyes open for the next part! I promise it will be so much better then this one which was just ground work for the next and third part!!!
Love,
Rosaline