The way the wind howls.
A Severus Snape story.
Disclaimer: All recognisable characters from Harry Potter belong to J. K. Rowling (You gotta love that woman) all others belong to me.
AN: I am writing this whilst in a world of morbidity and depression.
Summary: The life of Severus Snape. WARNING: Will later contain scenes of abuse, self/child/physical/mental harm so rating will be changed then.
Chapter 5Severus entered the great hall and scowled at all the happy noisy children and quickly made his way over to the Slytherin table.
"How'd the meeting go with Tridant, Snape?"
Severus looked up; Matthew Nott was standing in front of him smirking.
"What do you want Nott?" Severus asked him.
"How'd your meeting go with Tridant?" he asked again.
"Why do you care?" Severus asked getting annoyed.
"Because Tridant is a friend of my parents and I know that she was also friends with yours." Nott sat down and watched Severus' face for a reaction, he didn't see one.
"So?" Severus asked again.
Nott sighed, "So, I know what she spoke of Snape. You are going to go after you're parents killer." He stated.
"Your point?" Severus asked raising an eyebrow.
"I know some one who can help you." Nott replied.
'Interesting' thought Severus. "Who?"
Nott smirked, "Now, now that would be telling."
"Listen Nott I don't have time for games." Severus hissed at the boy.
Nott leaned in close to Severus "I know, meet me in the class room four doors down on the left once you leave Tridant' s classroom after her lesson." He sat back, "Then you will understand." Severus watched Nott stand and leave the hall. Thinking to himself he too got up and headed towards the library.
~S~
End Chapter.