Marauder Nightmare
Chapter 5
JK's
What keeps me going and going and going and going? REVIEWS!!! Charge me up! – Moony
Snape was sitting on the dirt, gritting his teeth. Those stupid idiots forgot that he couldn't apparate – or did they leave him on purpose? They probably did. He shivered. The hornets were starting to move again, the spell was wearing off. He didn't really like hornets. He had had bad incidents with them when he was younger.
Flashback...
"Severus, we're at the Potters' house!"
It was Snape's first visit, and he was hoping this wonderful James his mum was talking about was really all that fun. He couldn't wait to meet him. Snape scrambled out of the car.
A skinny boy with jet black hair and hazel eyes walked out with his mother. He had good looks. His hair stuck up in the back messily and his limbs were thin. His face was strong and handsome. Severus thought it would be nice to make friends with a guy like this. This was probably the famous James Potter.
"Debbie!"
"Derri!"
The two mothers hugged.
"I'm James."
"Severus."
The two boys stared at each other, and James finally said, "Why is your hair so greasy?"
"It's not greasy!"
"Yes it is! Do you use shampoo?"
"Yes."
"Conditioner?"
"Of course!"
"Then why is your hair greasy?"
"It's not!"
"Why do you look like a vampire?"
"I don't!"
"Yes you do!"
"I don't!"
"Yes you do!"
"Vampires aren't pure-bloods, why would I be one?"
"Oh, so you're in the pure-blood mania?"
Somehow, this James didn't seem too happy about it.
"Duh, who wouldn't be?"
"Me."
"You're not a pure-blood?"
"Yes I am!"
"All pure-bloods know it's stupid to mix with half or mud-bloods!"
"No, not really."
"Then you're a disrespectful pure-blood!"
"Oh am I?"
"Yes!"
"Where do you learn all this stuff!"
"From my pure-blood friends!"
"You have only pure-blood friends?"
"Yea... it's stupid to make friends with mudbloods or half-bloods."
"No it isn't."
"Yes it is."
"You're going to be a Slytherin."
"Thank you," Severus said, quite surprised at the compliment.
"That's not a compliment to be in Slytherin, you know."
"Yes it is! Slytherin's the best house!"
"Gryffindor is!"
"Gryffindor's the worst!"
"Slytherin!"
"Gryffindor!"
"Slytherin!"
"Gryffindor!"
"Slytherin!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"SLYTHERIN!"
Severus couldn't understand, why didn't this amazing pure-blood his mother talked about so much, want to be in Slytherin? He wanted to be in Gryffindor, and Gryffindor was easily the worst house! This James wasn't really a good person to be associated with.
"All Slytherins are nasty."
"No they aren't!"
"Yes they are!"
"No they aren't!"
"Yes they are, you are one. And you're nasty!"
"I'm not nasty!"
"You have greasy hair!"
"IT'S NOT GREASY!"
"Yes it is!"
"At least I'm in Slytherin with greasy hair rather than Gryffindor with none!"
"Slytherins are evil!"
"No they aren't!"
"Whoever denies the fact Slytherins are evil are evil! You shall pay! HORNET ATTACK!!!!"
It was then a swarm of hornets came down upon Severus, stinging him nastily. Not only that, he found that he had some allergic reaction to the stings, because he was swelling. It wasn't a pretty sight, and very painful.
The mothers had long went inside, and so James quickly pulled Severus in.
"Mum! Severus ran into a hive of hornets!"
Severus had made to object, what really happened, but James stopped him, "Tell what really happened, that proves you're a coward." Severus didn't want to be seen as a coward, so he kept his mouth shut. It was painful to speak anyway. His whole body was on fire.
Mrs. Potter stood up immediately.
"Oh dear!"
"Severus has a reaction to hornet stings!" Mrs. Snape cried.
"Were you playing Quidditch?" Mrs. Potter asked.
James nodded innocently.
"Severus ran into that hornet nest in that willow tree."
"Oh dear, I've been trying to get rid of them, it isn't working though. I am so sorry Derri dear!"
"It's all right Debbie," Mrs. Snape brought out a jar of a purplish looking potion and forced it down Severus's throat, who coughed and gagged at the disgusting taste.
But it did the trick, the stings immediately shrunk to their normal size.
"I think we'd better be going now, he still needs a little more potions that are at home."
"All right! Do come visit again, Derri!"
"I will keep that in mind! Good-bye Debbie!"
"Good-bye Derri!"
And so Severus left with his mother, his limbs still throbbing a bit, but nevertheless it was much better – or so he thought, because the next day, he was in high fever, had a terrible stomachache, headache, and had bumps all over his skin. It was a painful day.
And now the hornets were getting closer. Severus clutched his wand tightly.
"St-st-stupefy," he whimpered.
Nothing happened.
"Stupefy," he said, with more confidence.
The hornets stopped, but it would only be a matter of seconds before the spell wore off, he hadn't said it very strongly. Severus frantically tried to look for a way out. He looked at the broken bridge hanging from the cliff. Perhaps he could grab it and maybe, try to swing himself up? What was he kidding, he was too heavy, and the bridge was way to high, how in the world was he supposed to reach it? The hornets were beginning to stir... he took a deep breath – and started to climb up. He figured if he got high enough, maybe, he would be able to swing up. It was a dull hope, but it was better than nothing – right?
Crash
Severus came tumbling down – and the stunning spell was off. Bones aching, Severus didn't notice them getting closer and closer.
"OW!!! OW!!! OW!!!"
He screamed with horror. He needed to get to his wand, needed to mutter the spell.
"Stu-YOUCH! Stu-YOUCH! Stupe-YOUCH! Stupef-YOUCH! STUPEFY!"
And now his whole body was shaking madly and his limbs were aching. The hornets were over, surely someone would have heard his pitiful screams! He peered up. He saw a face peeking into the ditch. It looked oddly familiar.
"Severus?"
"Lucius!"
Severus cried gratefully, happy to see a familiar face. He had never really liked Lucius, but he was someone who could help.
"What are you doing down there?"
"It's a long story, but can you help me out?"
"Er – "
Snape sighed. Just like Lucius.
"C'mon, all you gotta do is say Wingardium Leviosa."
"Father's waiting for me."
"Lucius!"
"Oh all right, all right, but if I get in trouble, it's going to be your fault. You look in an awful mess anyway."
Severus was lifted up, and Lucius left without a word.
Now, where to go? Severus knew he needed to get back in the car with the stupid idiots, because if he walked home alone, the Potters would freak. He had no idea where to begin either. Um... he rummaged around, trying to find the resources he needed. His hand felt parchment. He realized this was the parchment his dad had bewitched years ago to locate where people were, because he often had to go away on trips and find the people he needed fast. He had a new device now, and he had just let Severus play around with the parchment. Maybe he did have some luck.
"James Potter," Severus muttered.
Ink began swirling around the parchment, forming cities and roads, rivers and oceans. A dot that was labeled "J.P." was moving down a line that looked like a road. Severus squinted and saw it was in Surrey, Number 4, Privet Drive. He had never heard of the place, but he needed to get in that car. So he took to running down the road. It was very tiring, and Severus had never really been the athletic type. The knight bus came blundering down during the night and Severus used his spare Galleons to get to Surrey. The Marauders looked delighted to see him – not. That was no matter, because James then decided to open the door to that house, Number 4.
Chapter 5
JK's
What keeps me going and going and going and going? REVIEWS!!! Charge me up! – Moony
Snape was sitting on the dirt, gritting his teeth. Those stupid idiots forgot that he couldn't apparate – or did they leave him on purpose? They probably did. He shivered. The hornets were starting to move again, the spell was wearing off. He didn't really like hornets. He had had bad incidents with them when he was younger.
Flashback...
"Severus, we're at the Potters' house!"
It was Snape's first visit, and he was hoping this wonderful James his mum was talking about was really all that fun. He couldn't wait to meet him. Snape scrambled out of the car.
A skinny boy with jet black hair and hazel eyes walked out with his mother. He had good looks. His hair stuck up in the back messily and his limbs were thin. His face was strong and handsome. Severus thought it would be nice to make friends with a guy like this. This was probably the famous James Potter.
"Debbie!"
"Derri!"
The two mothers hugged.
"I'm James."
"Severus."
The two boys stared at each other, and James finally said, "Why is your hair so greasy?"
"It's not greasy!"
"Yes it is! Do you use shampoo?"
"Yes."
"Conditioner?"
"Of course!"
"Then why is your hair greasy?"
"It's not!"
"Why do you look like a vampire?"
"I don't!"
"Yes you do!"
"I don't!"
"Yes you do!"
"Vampires aren't pure-bloods, why would I be one?"
"Oh, so you're in the pure-blood mania?"
Somehow, this James didn't seem too happy about it.
"Duh, who wouldn't be?"
"Me."
"You're not a pure-blood?"
"Yes I am!"
"All pure-bloods know it's stupid to mix with half or mud-bloods!"
"No, not really."
"Then you're a disrespectful pure-blood!"
"Oh am I?"
"Yes!"
"Where do you learn all this stuff!"
"From my pure-blood friends!"
"You have only pure-blood friends?"
"Yea... it's stupid to make friends with mudbloods or half-bloods."
"No it isn't."
"Yes it is."
"You're going to be a Slytherin."
"Thank you," Severus said, quite surprised at the compliment.
"That's not a compliment to be in Slytherin, you know."
"Yes it is! Slytherin's the best house!"
"Gryffindor is!"
"Gryffindor's the worst!"
"Slytherin!"
"Gryffindor!"
"Slytherin!"
"Gryffindor!"
"Slytherin!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"SLYTHERIN!"
Severus couldn't understand, why didn't this amazing pure-blood his mother talked about so much, want to be in Slytherin? He wanted to be in Gryffindor, and Gryffindor was easily the worst house! This James wasn't really a good person to be associated with.
"All Slytherins are nasty."
"No they aren't!"
"Yes they are!"
"No they aren't!"
"Yes they are, you are one. And you're nasty!"
"I'm not nasty!"
"You have greasy hair!"
"IT'S NOT GREASY!"
"Yes it is!"
"At least I'm in Slytherin with greasy hair rather than Gryffindor with none!"
"Slytherins are evil!"
"No they aren't!"
"Whoever denies the fact Slytherins are evil are evil! You shall pay! HORNET ATTACK!!!!"
It was then a swarm of hornets came down upon Severus, stinging him nastily. Not only that, he found that he had some allergic reaction to the stings, because he was swelling. It wasn't a pretty sight, and very painful.
The mothers had long went inside, and so James quickly pulled Severus in.
"Mum! Severus ran into a hive of hornets!"
Severus had made to object, what really happened, but James stopped him, "Tell what really happened, that proves you're a coward." Severus didn't want to be seen as a coward, so he kept his mouth shut. It was painful to speak anyway. His whole body was on fire.
Mrs. Potter stood up immediately.
"Oh dear!"
"Severus has a reaction to hornet stings!" Mrs. Snape cried.
"Were you playing Quidditch?" Mrs. Potter asked.
James nodded innocently.
"Severus ran into that hornet nest in that willow tree."
"Oh dear, I've been trying to get rid of them, it isn't working though. I am so sorry Derri dear!"
"It's all right Debbie," Mrs. Snape brought out a jar of a purplish looking potion and forced it down Severus's throat, who coughed and gagged at the disgusting taste.
But it did the trick, the stings immediately shrunk to their normal size.
"I think we'd better be going now, he still needs a little more potions that are at home."
"All right! Do come visit again, Derri!"
"I will keep that in mind! Good-bye Debbie!"
"Good-bye Derri!"
And so Severus left with his mother, his limbs still throbbing a bit, but nevertheless it was much better – or so he thought, because the next day, he was in high fever, had a terrible stomachache, headache, and had bumps all over his skin. It was a painful day.
And now the hornets were getting closer. Severus clutched his wand tightly.
"St-st-stupefy," he whimpered.
Nothing happened.
"Stupefy," he said, with more confidence.
The hornets stopped, but it would only be a matter of seconds before the spell wore off, he hadn't said it very strongly. Severus frantically tried to look for a way out. He looked at the broken bridge hanging from the cliff. Perhaps he could grab it and maybe, try to swing himself up? What was he kidding, he was too heavy, and the bridge was way to high, how in the world was he supposed to reach it? The hornets were beginning to stir... he took a deep breath – and started to climb up. He figured if he got high enough, maybe, he would be able to swing up. It was a dull hope, but it was better than nothing – right?
Crash
Severus came tumbling down – and the stunning spell was off. Bones aching, Severus didn't notice them getting closer and closer.
"OW!!! OW!!! OW!!!"
He screamed with horror. He needed to get to his wand, needed to mutter the spell.
"Stu-YOUCH! Stu-YOUCH! Stupe-YOUCH! Stupef-YOUCH! STUPEFY!"
And now his whole body was shaking madly and his limbs were aching. The hornets were over, surely someone would have heard his pitiful screams! He peered up. He saw a face peeking into the ditch. It looked oddly familiar.
"Severus?"
"Lucius!"
Severus cried gratefully, happy to see a familiar face. He had never really liked Lucius, but he was someone who could help.
"What are you doing down there?"
"It's a long story, but can you help me out?"
"Er – "
Snape sighed. Just like Lucius.
"C'mon, all you gotta do is say Wingardium Leviosa."
"Father's waiting for me."
"Lucius!"
"Oh all right, all right, but if I get in trouble, it's going to be your fault. You look in an awful mess anyway."
Severus was lifted up, and Lucius left without a word.
Now, where to go? Severus knew he needed to get back in the car with the stupid idiots, because if he walked home alone, the Potters would freak. He had no idea where to begin either. Um... he rummaged around, trying to find the resources he needed. His hand felt parchment. He realized this was the parchment his dad had bewitched years ago to locate where people were, because he often had to go away on trips and find the people he needed fast. He had a new device now, and he had just let Severus play around with the parchment. Maybe he did have some luck.
"James Potter," Severus muttered.
Ink began swirling around the parchment, forming cities and roads, rivers and oceans. A dot that was labeled "J.P." was moving down a line that looked like a road. Severus squinted and saw it was in Surrey, Number 4, Privet Drive. He had never heard of the place, but he needed to get in that car. So he took to running down the road. It was very tiring, and Severus had never really been the athletic type. The knight bus came blundering down during the night and Severus used his spare Galleons to get to Surrey. The Marauders looked delighted to see him – not. That was no matter, because James then decided to open the door to that house, Number 4.