~*First impressions*~
I sat down next to the girls I met on the first evening. Not entirely happily though, their constant musings about Lucius's hair were driving me to the edge.
"See how it falls about his face!"
"I know, I wish I could run my fingers through it!"
"As if he would let you." I muttered under my breath.
Hearing a sneer from my left I turned slowly, only meeting the one face that could unsettle my stomach.
"What's so funny?" I snapped
"Those girls talking about Malfoy's hair, I swear it's a wig sometimes..." He trailed off after catching Lucius's eye.
"You knew him before?"
"Our parents know each other, spent a couple of summers in his mansion."
"A mansion!? Christ I live in a flat in the middle of London. I bet his wardrobe is the same size."
I saw his shoulders rise and fall quickly.
"You find that funny?" I retorted sharply
"Not really, sorry."
"What have we got today then?"
"Potions first, then Dark Arts, ooh, History of Magic." He added sarcastically. "Potions sounds okay I suppose. I know you're looking forward to Dark Arts."
Finishing off our breakfast Severus motioned for us to leave. Getting up and straightening my robes down I noticed a group of Gryffindors huddled close together whispering. One was tall and slight with pale hair, another of similar hair but shorter and fatter. The ones with their faces showing were of dark hair, one bespeckled, the other with a grin about to split his face. The latter was happily receiving admiring gazes from the female population up and down the table. I could understand fully, he was incredibly handsome.
We left the hall and made our way to Portions, not walking too fast as lessons didn't start for another twenty minutes. The slight breeze whirled around us, messing my hair beyond belief. Though I was not surprised, my hair has always been flyaway, it was Severus's hair that frightened me more, it didn't move. I gale could have blown through and it wouldn't have moved. I was going to have to investigate further.
The potions door was heavy and looked like it had fallen victim to hundreds of year's worth of accidents that involved corrosive acids. The handle was of wrought iron and had seen centuries of teachers and students making their way to sometimes impending doom. I held onto my books tightly not wishing to let them slip.
"Who are we sharing the lesson with?"
"Gryffindors." He replied curtly.
"That should make things interesting then!"
I only heard a muffled reply as a wretched looking teacher approached.
"Slytherin?" He answered in a stout voice.
We nodded in unison to indicate that we were, biting down on our lips to ensure that the rising laughter didn't escape. His bent frame and crocked chin seemed out of place on such a tall creature. I could imagine him in his earlier years seeming quite normal, but his fraying hair dismantled that image.
"Come on in then, I will be awarding your house five points as you have arrived early. I shall also be notifying Madame Stainback."
I instantly knew that he was once a Slytherin, if it had been any other house members they would have been penalised for interrupting him. Also his familiarity with 'Madame Stainback' suggested a former romance; I shall have to investigate that too.
"First time doing Potions then?" He croaked, "I shall be expecting the highest from Slytherins."
If he isn't Slytherin, I don't know who is.
"Come in, don't stand out there, so have you dabbled in Potions at all?"
"I have had a look at the basics, just to ready myself."
Teacher pet I thought, but I had not even the slightest idea what it was going on about.
"What are your names then?"
I didn't know if Severus was creeped out by this guy, but I sure as hell was. He had a glint in his eye that gave reason for uncertainty in the mind. Someone certainly agreed with me, as a horde of students came rushing through the door.
"Ah, so you eventually arrived then! Gryffindors, you shall be docked ten points for your incessant noise making."
They knew they were disadvantaged from the start; well at least they didn't have any false hope.
The lesson dragged on. The constant snide remarks about Gryffindors were wearing thin, I think come the end they began to grate on the Slytherins, though they didn't show it. We were all practically guaranteed top grades, you don't mess with that. The shot of cold air that imposed itself on me as I left the dank classroom, forced me awake.
"Glad that was over!" The bespeckled boy exclaimed
"Me too, I was falling asleep." His pale counterpart answered
"Sirius, what do we have next?"
"Well, Peter, you have a choice of fantastic lessons, unfortunately we have to share another one with the Slytherins. Defence Against the Dark Arts."
The same group of Gryffindors that I had noticed from breakfast were musing behind me as we headed off to the next lesson.
"Not Slytherins. Favourites in that lesson, they are going to be favourites in all the lessons."
Before I had any realisation that Severus had heard he had spun around and grabbed Peter by his robes.
"I suggest that you keep those pathetic remarks to yourself in future." He breathed
"Ah leave him alone would you." The slim boy cut in. "He's not doing any harm is he?" He continued releasing Peter from Severus's grip.
"Ta Remus." He offered, rubbing his neck.
Still face to face I interjected. Spinning on my heels I became face to face with Sirius, turning slightly so he wasn't in full view of my peering I tried to sort out the situation.
"The lavatories are only down the corridor boys." Smirking ever so slightly while gazing at my tie, he replied. "Ah, another fantastic Slytherin, only this one seems to have come into contact with a sense of humour."
He really did have a brilliant set of eyes. A battle between light and dark.
"Why thank you. But if you are going to have a cock fight I'm leaving."
I stalked off in my best fashion, trying so hard not to fall over as that would have ruined the whole effect. From the boyish laughter I gathered that they had begun to follow, being late on a first day anywhere is not the most genius of ideas. Even for a Slytherin.
"So you begin your course in Defence Against the Dark Arts. I welcome you all."
I sat down next to the girls I met on the first evening. Not entirely happily though, their constant musings about Lucius's hair were driving me to the edge.
"See how it falls about his face!"
"I know, I wish I could run my fingers through it!"
"As if he would let you." I muttered under my breath.
Hearing a sneer from my left I turned slowly, only meeting the one face that could unsettle my stomach.
"What's so funny?" I snapped
"Those girls talking about Malfoy's hair, I swear it's a wig sometimes..." He trailed off after catching Lucius's eye.
"You knew him before?"
"Our parents know each other, spent a couple of summers in his mansion."
"A mansion!? Christ I live in a flat in the middle of London. I bet his wardrobe is the same size."
I saw his shoulders rise and fall quickly.
"You find that funny?" I retorted sharply
"Not really, sorry."
"What have we got today then?"
"Potions first, then Dark Arts, ooh, History of Magic." He added sarcastically. "Potions sounds okay I suppose. I know you're looking forward to Dark Arts."
Finishing off our breakfast Severus motioned for us to leave. Getting up and straightening my robes down I noticed a group of Gryffindors huddled close together whispering. One was tall and slight with pale hair, another of similar hair but shorter and fatter. The ones with their faces showing were of dark hair, one bespeckled, the other with a grin about to split his face. The latter was happily receiving admiring gazes from the female population up and down the table. I could understand fully, he was incredibly handsome.
We left the hall and made our way to Portions, not walking too fast as lessons didn't start for another twenty minutes. The slight breeze whirled around us, messing my hair beyond belief. Though I was not surprised, my hair has always been flyaway, it was Severus's hair that frightened me more, it didn't move. I gale could have blown through and it wouldn't have moved. I was going to have to investigate further.
The potions door was heavy and looked like it had fallen victim to hundreds of year's worth of accidents that involved corrosive acids. The handle was of wrought iron and had seen centuries of teachers and students making their way to sometimes impending doom. I held onto my books tightly not wishing to let them slip.
"Who are we sharing the lesson with?"
"Gryffindors." He replied curtly.
"That should make things interesting then!"
I only heard a muffled reply as a wretched looking teacher approached.
"Slytherin?" He answered in a stout voice.
We nodded in unison to indicate that we were, biting down on our lips to ensure that the rising laughter didn't escape. His bent frame and crocked chin seemed out of place on such a tall creature. I could imagine him in his earlier years seeming quite normal, but his fraying hair dismantled that image.
"Come on in then, I will be awarding your house five points as you have arrived early. I shall also be notifying Madame Stainback."
I instantly knew that he was once a Slytherin, if it had been any other house members they would have been penalised for interrupting him. Also his familiarity with 'Madame Stainback' suggested a former romance; I shall have to investigate that too.
"First time doing Potions then?" He croaked, "I shall be expecting the highest from Slytherins."
If he isn't Slytherin, I don't know who is.
"Come in, don't stand out there, so have you dabbled in Potions at all?"
"I have had a look at the basics, just to ready myself."
Teacher pet I thought, but I had not even the slightest idea what it was going on about.
"What are your names then?"
I didn't know if Severus was creeped out by this guy, but I sure as hell was. He had a glint in his eye that gave reason for uncertainty in the mind. Someone certainly agreed with me, as a horde of students came rushing through the door.
"Ah, so you eventually arrived then! Gryffindors, you shall be docked ten points for your incessant noise making."
They knew they were disadvantaged from the start; well at least they didn't have any false hope.
The lesson dragged on. The constant snide remarks about Gryffindors were wearing thin, I think come the end they began to grate on the Slytherins, though they didn't show it. We were all practically guaranteed top grades, you don't mess with that. The shot of cold air that imposed itself on me as I left the dank classroom, forced me awake.
"Glad that was over!" The bespeckled boy exclaimed
"Me too, I was falling asleep." His pale counterpart answered
"Sirius, what do we have next?"
"Well, Peter, you have a choice of fantastic lessons, unfortunately we have to share another one with the Slytherins. Defence Against the Dark Arts."
The same group of Gryffindors that I had noticed from breakfast were musing behind me as we headed off to the next lesson.
"Not Slytherins. Favourites in that lesson, they are going to be favourites in all the lessons."
Before I had any realisation that Severus had heard he had spun around and grabbed Peter by his robes.
"I suggest that you keep those pathetic remarks to yourself in future." He breathed
"Ah leave him alone would you." The slim boy cut in. "He's not doing any harm is he?" He continued releasing Peter from Severus's grip.
"Ta Remus." He offered, rubbing his neck.
Still face to face I interjected. Spinning on my heels I became face to face with Sirius, turning slightly so he wasn't in full view of my peering I tried to sort out the situation.
"The lavatories are only down the corridor boys." Smirking ever so slightly while gazing at my tie, he replied. "Ah, another fantastic Slytherin, only this one seems to have come into contact with a sense of humour."
He really did have a brilliant set of eyes. A battle between light and dark.
"Why thank you. But if you are going to have a cock fight I'm leaving."
I stalked off in my best fashion, trying so hard not to fall over as that would have ruined the whole effect. From the boyish laughter I gathered that they had begun to follow, being late on a first day anywhere is not the most genius of ideas. Even for a Slytherin.
"So you begin your course in Defence Against the Dark Arts. I welcome you all."