A/N: I think I have ADD but I won't get in to it. Here's chapter 4. May it
be long.
Draco:
Severus Snape is really like my father as in he's the one who is there for me. Ha. Not that I need anyone to look after me. I'm just saying is all. While my father has been away brewing up death things, Snape would come to my house and he'd teach me spells and wicked hexes. I mean, dude, the man can be a cold hearted bastard but it seems like he's got a soft spot for me.
My mum is cool and all that shit but she definitely lives in a different world than what I like to call normal people. Nudge nudge wink wink. If you get my meaning.
So during those sticky hot summers when all there was to do after my mates had gotten so dull I urged to toss them out my second floor window, Prof. Snape would visit. Well actually if you want to know, I owled him from a break down thing I had. Shit. It sucked. Snape sort of sucked at first too.
He would be all foul and rude like he had a pole up his you know what. Him in his heavy black robes even in the middle of the summer. Even I change to shorts and t shirts in the summer. So what's with this guy? Is what I used to wonder.
Things started changing. In my fourth year summer for example, if I accidentally hexed him with the tickle curse, he'd glare like a mad man and not say a word. And now, it's the summer after my fifth year at school and he actually is pretty cool. For a rude, anti social prick that is.
At Snape's Crib:
"NO. Not like that Draco." Prof. Snape groaned, sucking in a huge mouthful of air before he snapped. He was annoying me.
"Ok sir, like this?" and I aimed my wand and out came sparkles (AN yay sparkles!). Snapes living room lazy boy turned into pure silver.
"Damn that cool." I said and whistled low under my breath.
Snape rolled his eyes and smiled in one motion.
Feeling sort of like Neo from the Matrix I extended my arms all cool and shot silver sparkles into the air.
"Hey. Have you seen that movie Kill Bill?" I asked him and began to karate chop the sparkly air and doing all these cool moves.
"Would you cut it out?" he snapped loudly. I flinched slightly, something in his voice was wrong. It brought back a faint memory but I couldn't place what it was.
"Well hmph I was just asking."
He turned to face me. He stared at me dead on and I could see his eye brow was twitching. Jeez what was up. With out even looking he muttered "repairo" and changed what I had turned silver back to normal. Ass hole.
He put his hands on my shoulders, his long white bony fingers digging in through my shirt. Creepy.
"Draco," he began in a low voice. "We. Have. To. Talk. Now." he was making me nervous he really was. Its one thing if someone looks you in the eye, it's another if that person is close enough that their nose is about to touch your face.
"About what?"
"What happened last month. You know what I'm talking about." His whispered all icily I wondered if he had seen the Matrix and was pretending to be Neo. But I guess not. I knew what he was talking about. Well sure I did. That incident in June where I broke down mentally and did that thing.
His hot breath warmed my face and my toes itched. I took my pride, grabbed it and shoved it through my mouth. "DON'T TOUCH ME! GET OFF ME!" I Shouted quite foolishly because I probably could have backed up instead.
His eyes widened for a moment and I think I heard a slight crash in the next room. His hard hands left my shoulders only to be replaced. His left arm snaked around my neck bringing me in closer and the other pressed a hand tightly against my mouth.
I panicked and squirmed which made him hold tighter.
"Shh. Don't say a word." He whispered into my ear. "I think we have company."
AN: was it confusing? Snape wanted to talk to Draco about his break down and then suddenly something happens. Please review!
Draco:
Severus Snape is really like my father as in he's the one who is there for me. Ha. Not that I need anyone to look after me. I'm just saying is all. While my father has been away brewing up death things, Snape would come to my house and he'd teach me spells and wicked hexes. I mean, dude, the man can be a cold hearted bastard but it seems like he's got a soft spot for me.
My mum is cool and all that shit but she definitely lives in a different world than what I like to call normal people. Nudge nudge wink wink. If you get my meaning.
So during those sticky hot summers when all there was to do after my mates had gotten so dull I urged to toss them out my second floor window, Prof. Snape would visit. Well actually if you want to know, I owled him from a break down thing I had. Shit. It sucked. Snape sort of sucked at first too.
He would be all foul and rude like he had a pole up his you know what. Him in his heavy black robes even in the middle of the summer. Even I change to shorts and t shirts in the summer. So what's with this guy? Is what I used to wonder.
Things started changing. In my fourth year summer for example, if I accidentally hexed him with the tickle curse, he'd glare like a mad man and not say a word. And now, it's the summer after my fifth year at school and he actually is pretty cool. For a rude, anti social prick that is.
At Snape's Crib:
"NO. Not like that Draco." Prof. Snape groaned, sucking in a huge mouthful of air before he snapped. He was annoying me.
"Ok sir, like this?" and I aimed my wand and out came sparkles (AN yay sparkles!). Snapes living room lazy boy turned into pure silver.
"Damn that cool." I said and whistled low under my breath.
Snape rolled his eyes and smiled in one motion.
Feeling sort of like Neo from the Matrix I extended my arms all cool and shot silver sparkles into the air.
"Hey. Have you seen that movie Kill Bill?" I asked him and began to karate chop the sparkly air and doing all these cool moves.
"Would you cut it out?" he snapped loudly. I flinched slightly, something in his voice was wrong. It brought back a faint memory but I couldn't place what it was.
"Well hmph I was just asking."
He turned to face me. He stared at me dead on and I could see his eye brow was twitching. Jeez what was up. With out even looking he muttered "repairo" and changed what I had turned silver back to normal. Ass hole.
He put his hands on my shoulders, his long white bony fingers digging in through my shirt. Creepy.
"Draco," he began in a low voice. "We. Have. To. Talk. Now." he was making me nervous he really was. Its one thing if someone looks you in the eye, it's another if that person is close enough that their nose is about to touch your face.
"About what?"
"What happened last month. You know what I'm talking about." His whispered all icily I wondered if he had seen the Matrix and was pretending to be Neo. But I guess not. I knew what he was talking about. Well sure I did. That incident in June where I broke down mentally and did that thing.
His hot breath warmed my face and my toes itched. I took my pride, grabbed it and shoved it through my mouth. "DON'T TOUCH ME! GET OFF ME!" I Shouted quite foolishly because I probably could have backed up instead.
His eyes widened for a moment and I think I heard a slight crash in the next room. His hard hands left my shoulders only to be replaced. His left arm snaked around my neck bringing me in closer and the other pressed a hand tightly against my mouth.
I panicked and squirmed which made him hold tighter.
"Shh. Don't say a word." He whispered into my ear. "I think we have company."
AN: was it confusing? Snape wanted to talk to Draco about his break down and then suddenly something happens. Please review!