Severus watched as the small boy he had stared a compartment with on
the train made his way to the hat.There is know way that he could be the
Remus I knew thought Severus. "Gryffindor," the hat shouted if it was him
than Romulus should be next. Severus watched Remus as he was being
attacked by the first years that were across from them on the train. Black
and the chubby boy whos name was Peter. The boy who was making his way to
the back of the table with the other boys was named James Potter. He was a
rather snotty looking boy with messed up hair,glasses, and from the way he
carried himself he was, to Severus at least, obiously a pure blood. He
watched the boys laugh and shake hands.
"Severus Snape," Dumbledore called out making him jump and Remus go pale. He walked slowly up to the and sat down.
" You ready," asked the professor with a slight smile. Severus nodded and the hat was placed on his head.
" Well, you are a hard one to place. You would do well where ever I put you. How so you feel about Gryffindor."
"I think you need to put me in Slytherin."
" You would do better in Gryffindor. You are much do brave to be in Slytherin. I really think that you will be good as a Gryffindor.But if you insist." "SLYTHERIN!" The table burst into cheers as Severus made his way to the table to find a seat. He tried not to look at the table across from him but couldn't help it. He quickly glanced ta the table to find Remus looking as shocked as he must have looked earlier. He quickly looked away and took his seat at the table. He hadn't paid attention to where he was sitting until the feast began. Severus had sat down by his fathers best friends son, Lucius Malfoy. He was a tall white haired boy and was one of the most popular seventh years in the school. He just thought that if he ignored him he would not talk to him.
" Oh, I am sorry Sev. I wasn't paying attention. You go ahead." Lucius was blushing slightly by the time he finished, that's when Severus realized that when he went to grab the bowl he had touched Lucius's hand. He all the sudden felt sick. Why did he have to sit here of all places.
" Aren't you going to eat Sev?" The words were a bit slurred together. Goyle had never learned not to talk with his mouth full.
" Not really. And don't call me Sev."
"Well then can I eat your portion. I wouldn't want it to go to waste. You know I really am suprized that you didn't make it into Ravenclaw. My dad says you are some kind of genius...."
" Goyle leave him alone he doesn't want to listen to you ramble with all that food in your mouth." Lucius interrupted. " You feeling alright Sev? You aren't sick or anything are you? Do.."
This time it was Severus's turn to interrupt," You know what Lucius why don't you and your little friends try not calling me Sev. In fact why don't I make this real easy on all of you just don't talk to me the entire time we are at school here. I think that might solve a lot of problems we might have with each other." He stood up quickly almost knocking over his glass of pumpkin juice and moved to the end of the table. He never really had liked Lucius. He also wasn't to sure if Lucius was In love with him or if it was some kind of idle worship thing. The whole Malfoy family had always treated his family like they were some kind of royalty or something. Come to think of it the only family that ever treated him like he was normal was the Lupins. He looked up to see Remus to see him smiling and laughing nervously at what ever the boys around him were saying.
The feast had ended and the students were released to go to the house common and dorm rooms. Severus was not happy with the sleeping arrangements. He was sharing a room with the boys that he had just told never to speak to him again. Why couldn't his father have sent him to one of the other schools he thought as he flung him self on to the bed. He lay on his bed thinking of maybe talking to Remus when his new friends weren't around. He didn't know what it was but there was something about those boys that he just didn't like. And what had the hat meant by 'Your to brave to be a Slytherin'. He wasn't brave. He hadn't done a brave thing in his life. He really should have asked what it saw in him that was so worthy of Gryffindor. He fell asleep only to wake several hours later. The image of his bloody friends still haunted his sleep even after all these years.
After staring at the ceiling for what seemed like hours he decided that if he went to breakfast early he might actually eat and he may run into Remus. Remus arrived with his the other first year boys much to his disappointment. At the end of Breakfast he was handed his class schedule he had two classes with Gryffindor and he might get a chance to talk to him then, but he doubted it. He seemed to be real chummy with his knew friends.
The day seemed to be lasting twice as long as it should have only the thought of his first potions lesson kept him going. He took his seat at the back of the class room and watched the room slowly fill with students. Ten minuets after the class was to start a tiny, goofy acting witch entered the room. Severus lost all hope of this class being one where he might actually learn something. It was going to be just like all the rest of his classes.
" Sorry I am late. I am Professor Clearwater and I will be teaching you potions." After she had giggled for what seemed to be the thirtieth in her first sentence Severus lost all interest in what the woman had to say and began to draw on to parchment he was going to use for notes.
" I am going to spend most of today's lesson seeing just how much you know about potions and then we will be taking notes on the potion you will be preparing in our next class. Okay, now if you know the answer I want you to raise your hand. Okay who can tell me what Jobberknoll feathers is used in?" Severus looked around to see nothing but blank stares on the faces in the room. He decided to answer but just when he had finished convincing himself that he should say something the annoying girl from the train that he remembered being named Evans hand shot up in the air.
" Its used for memory potions."
" That"s correct Ms. Evans. Twenty points to Gryffindor." The girl looked like she could just explode at the thought of getting the right answer then preceded to answer all the questions after that. In a disparate attempt to shut her up the woman went through a book that listed all magical plants and insects used in potions or that just exist. She smiled and looked the girl in the face as she asked the question.
"What is Aconite?" the smile on her face widened. She had finally stumped the girl but her look changed when she saw Severus had his hand in the air.
" Do you have a guess Mr Snape?"
" Well I think its a bit better than a guess," he was really put out by the tone she used with him," Aconite is known by several names, Wolfsbane and Moonkshood, and is a highly poisonous plant. It is not used in any potions that I can think of at the moment. Oh, and Jobberknoll feathers are also used in Truth Serums." He looked over at Lily and gave her a sort of vicious looking smirk then looked back at the teacher who kept looking at him and then the book.
" Fifty points to Slytherin. Well lets move on to our notes." The look of shock crossed her face every time she looked in Severus's direction. The look he got form the Evans girl was a bit different. She didnt seem to happy about him answering the question she didnt know the answer to. She must have been the best at everything in the little Muggle school she went to. She had to be Muggle born from the way she keeps trying to act like she knows more than most of the wizard kids in the class. Remus was sitting next to her and they seemed to be friends of some sort the way they kept passing notes to each other.
The class had ended and Severus was the last out of the room. He didn't want to run in to anyone he didn't want to talk to so he was moving slower than normal. His plan had a flaw in it, as he rounded the corner out of the room he ran right in to Ms Evans.
" Oh there you are, I have been waiting for you. My names Lily."
" That's nice. Why were you waiting for me? " Why on earth didn't he just keep walking.
She smiled this sort of sweet, fake, snooty sort of smile," Well I was just wanting to know where you learned about Aconite and I was kind of happy to find someone here who seems to know as much as I do about magic. I mean I may not ....."
" What makes you think that I care. You could know everything about magic there is to know and I still wouldn't think of wasting my time talking to a Mudblood like you. Now if you will excuse me." He walked away leaving the girl in the hall trying to hide the tears that were building up on the bottoms of her eyes. She has Remus to comfort her he thought, but maybe if she was his ... No there was no way this is the same Remus it just cant be. Even if it was he hadnt even made an effort to try to talk to me. He obviously doesnt want to talk to me so I should just go back to the way things were. If he is or isnt Remus he is dead to me. Just like before. That night at dinner the whole Gryffindor table was looking at him like he had something discussing all over his robes. Lily must have told the whole house what had happened after potions. Well its not like he was here to make friends anyway. The rest of the month continued the same. Remus and his new friends took every chance they got to throw things at his head or shoot at charm at him to make his bag rip open. The only thing that kept him sane was his work. He had found an unused class room in the astronomy tower and had set up his own little lab. He worked on potions that he had never had a chance to try out. He had also moved his things into the room and had started staying there at night the only time he entered the Slytherin dungeons anymore was in the middle of the night to shower. He had looked up and used all kinds of charms and wards to make sure that he was the only one that could find and enter the room. It was the perfect place for him to work and sleep. He actually did very little of the sleeping thing his work kept him up till late at night and left him little time for any thing else. His hair was often left greasy from the fumes of the potion he had made the night before.
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The year moved slowly. Severus had begun to think that it was never going to end. Remus and his friends had made there attacks make open so that they could claim credit for themselves and not have all the glory go to Peeves. He had spent the last night in the dorm room with the rest of the students so the house elves could find his things and have them put on the train. He couldnt wait to get back to his own bed and to go back to work on his potions. He was so excited he didnt even sleep that night he just lay staring at the ceiling planning out his summer and trying to convince his father that now that Dumbledore had replaced the old headmaster the school would not be the proper place to send him to study. He left the school just as he came in silence reading over his notes. Only this time he was completely alone.
"Severus Snape," Dumbledore called out making him jump and Remus go pale. He walked slowly up to the and sat down.
" You ready," asked the professor with a slight smile. Severus nodded and the hat was placed on his head.
" Well, you are a hard one to place. You would do well where ever I put you. How so you feel about Gryffindor."
"I think you need to put me in Slytherin."
" You would do better in Gryffindor. You are much do brave to be in Slytherin. I really think that you will be good as a Gryffindor.But if you insist." "SLYTHERIN!" The table burst into cheers as Severus made his way to the table to find a seat. He tried not to look at the table across from him but couldn't help it. He quickly glanced ta the table to find Remus looking as shocked as he must have looked earlier. He quickly looked away and took his seat at the table. He hadn't paid attention to where he was sitting until the feast began. Severus had sat down by his fathers best friends son, Lucius Malfoy. He was a tall white haired boy and was one of the most popular seventh years in the school. He just thought that if he ignored him he would not talk to him.
" Oh, I am sorry Sev. I wasn't paying attention. You go ahead." Lucius was blushing slightly by the time he finished, that's when Severus realized that when he went to grab the bowl he had touched Lucius's hand. He all the sudden felt sick. Why did he have to sit here of all places.
" Aren't you going to eat Sev?" The words were a bit slurred together. Goyle had never learned not to talk with his mouth full.
" Not really. And don't call me Sev."
"Well then can I eat your portion. I wouldn't want it to go to waste. You know I really am suprized that you didn't make it into Ravenclaw. My dad says you are some kind of genius...."
" Goyle leave him alone he doesn't want to listen to you ramble with all that food in your mouth." Lucius interrupted. " You feeling alright Sev? You aren't sick or anything are you? Do.."
This time it was Severus's turn to interrupt," You know what Lucius why don't you and your little friends try not calling me Sev. In fact why don't I make this real easy on all of you just don't talk to me the entire time we are at school here. I think that might solve a lot of problems we might have with each other." He stood up quickly almost knocking over his glass of pumpkin juice and moved to the end of the table. He never really had liked Lucius. He also wasn't to sure if Lucius was In love with him or if it was some kind of idle worship thing. The whole Malfoy family had always treated his family like they were some kind of royalty or something. Come to think of it the only family that ever treated him like he was normal was the Lupins. He looked up to see Remus to see him smiling and laughing nervously at what ever the boys around him were saying.
The feast had ended and the students were released to go to the house common and dorm rooms. Severus was not happy with the sleeping arrangements. He was sharing a room with the boys that he had just told never to speak to him again. Why couldn't his father have sent him to one of the other schools he thought as he flung him self on to the bed. He lay on his bed thinking of maybe talking to Remus when his new friends weren't around. He didn't know what it was but there was something about those boys that he just didn't like. And what had the hat meant by 'Your to brave to be a Slytherin'. He wasn't brave. He hadn't done a brave thing in his life. He really should have asked what it saw in him that was so worthy of Gryffindor. He fell asleep only to wake several hours later. The image of his bloody friends still haunted his sleep even after all these years.
After staring at the ceiling for what seemed like hours he decided that if he went to breakfast early he might actually eat and he may run into Remus. Remus arrived with his the other first year boys much to his disappointment. At the end of Breakfast he was handed his class schedule he had two classes with Gryffindor and he might get a chance to talk to him then, but he doubted it. He seemed to be real chummy with his knew friends.
The day seemed to be lasting twice as long as it should have only the thought of his first potions lesson kept him going. He took his seat at the back of the class room and watched the room slowly fill with students. Ten minuets after the class was to start a tiny, goofy acting witch entered the room. Severus lost all hope of this class being one where he might actually learn something. It was going to be just like all the rest of his classes.
" Sorry I am late. I am Professor Clearwater and I will be teaching you potions." After she had giggled for what seemed to be the thirtieth in her first sentence Severus lost all interest in what the woman had to say and began to draw on to parchment he was going to use for notes.
" I am going to spend most of today's lesson seeing just how much you know about potions and then we will be taking notes on the potion you will be preparing in our next class. Okay, now if you know the answer I want you to raise your hand. Okay who can tell me what Jobberknoll feathers is used in?" Severus looked around to see nothing but blank stares on the faces in the room. He decided to answer but just when he had finished convincing himself that he should say something the annoying girl from the train that he remembered being named Evans hand shot up in the air.
" Its used for memory potions."
" That"s correct Ms. Evans. Twenty points to Gryffindor." The girl looked like she could just explode at the thought of getting the right answer then preceded to answer all the questions after that. In a disparate attempt to shut her up the woman went through a book that listed all magical plants and insects used in potions or that just exist. She smiled and looked the girl in the face as she asked the question.
"What is Aconite?" the smile on her face widened. She had finally stumped the girl but her look changed when she saw Severus had his hand in the air.
" Do you have a guess Mr Snape?"
" Well I think its a bit better than a guess," he was really put out by the tone she used with him," Aconite is known by several names, Wolfsbane and Moonkshood, and is a highly poisonous plant. It is not used in any potions that I can think of at the moment. Oh, and Jobberknoll feathers are also used in Truth Serums." He looked over at Lily and gave her a sort of vicious looking smirk then looked back at the teacher who kept looking at him and then the book.
" Fifty points to Slytherin. Well lets move on to our notes." The look of shock crossed her face every time she looked in Severus's direction. The look he got form the Evans girl was a bit different. She didnt seem to happy about him answering the question she didnt know the answer to. She must have been the best at everything in the little Muggle school she went to. She had to be Muggle born from the way she keeps trying to act like she knows more than most of the wizard kids in the class. Remus was sitting next to her and they seemed to be friends of some sort the way they kept passing notes to each other.
The class had ended and Severus was the last out of the room. He didn't want to run in to anyone he didn't want to talk to so he was moving slower than normal. His plan had a flaw in it, as he rounded the corner out of the room he ran right in to Ms Evans.
" Oh there you are, I have been waiting for you. My names Lily."
" That's nice. Why were you waiting for me? " Why on earth didn't he just keep walking.
She smiled this sort of sweet, fake, snooty sort of smile," Well I was just wanting to know where you learned about Aconite and I was kind of happy to find someone here who seems to know as much as I do about magic. I mean I may not ....."
" What makes you think that I care. You could know everything about magic there is to know and I still wouldn't think of wasting my time talking to a Mudblood like you. Now if you will excuse me." He walked away leaving the girl in the hall trying to hide the tears that were building up on the bottoms of her eyes. She has Remus to comfort her he thought, but maybe if she was his ... No there was no way this is the same Remus it just cant be. Even if it was he hadnt even made an effort to try to talk to me. He obviously doesnt want to talk to me so I should just go back to the way things were. If he is or isnt Remus he is dead to me. Just like before. That night at dinner the whole Gryffindor table was looking at him like he had something discussing all over his robes. Lily must have told the whole house what had happened after potions. Well its not like he was here to make friends anyway. The rest of the month continued the same. Remus and his new friends took every chance they got to throw things at his head or shoot at charm at him to make his bag rip open. The only thing that kept him sane was his work. He had found an unused class room in the astronomy tower and had set up his own little lab. He worked on potions that he had never had a chance to try out. He had also moved his things into the room and had started staying there at night the only time he entered the Slytherin dungeons anymore was in the middle of the night to shower. He had looked up and used all kinds of charms and wards to make sure that he was the only one that could find and enter the room. It was the perfect place for him to work and sleep. He actually did very little of the sleeping thing his work kept him up till late at night and left him little time for any thing else. His hair was often left greasy from the fumes of the potion he had made the night before.
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The year moved slowly. Severus had begun to think that it was never going to end. Remus and his friends had made there attacks make open so that they could claim credit for themselves and not have all the glory go to Peeves. He had spent the last night in the dorm room with the rest of the students so the house elves could find his things and have them put on the train. He couldnt wait to get back to his own bed and to go back to work on his potions. He was so excited he didnt even sleep that night he just lay staring at the ceiling planning out his summer and trying to convince his father that now that Dumbledore had replaced the old headmaster the school would not be the proper place to send him to study. He left the school just as he came in silence reading over his notes. Only this time he was completely alone.