The Plain Beginning
Snape had been planning this for a while, ever since he'd discovered that particular potion with some rather. curious effects. He needed the perfect way to get back at them, to get back and hit them where it hurt. So far looking indignant had done nothing for his case. Damn the lot of them, they all had it in for him. Not even the prefect one did anything to stop them. He only turned his head away as if he were ashamed. Snape highly doubted the sincerity of the gesture, if that bastard Lupin really cared, he'd at least say something. But no, no one stood up for him, Snape was an ugly greasy Nothing no one cared about, and he thought of himself that way. It was all rather depressing, so he'd loose himself in the intricacies of the Dark Arts, deviling in magics better left untouched.
That was simply how it was, and now he had the perfect idea for a fitting revenge. He'd watched the group for a while, trying to decide what the best way to approach the situation was, and in a fit of angst had ranted at himself about how sick it was that they were all so loyal towards each other. That's when the idea struck him: he could get at the ones they cared about! Using his potion on one of the main instigators would only turn it's effects into a big joke, but on someone else, now that was different.
At first he'd wanted to target someone close to Potter, the main source of his wort humiliations. Black was bad, but blunter in his tactics, more raw in his cause. Potter, however, was something so unlike Snape himself that he had not even the smallest of grounds to base his assumptions on. Even so, the best target was the only one that spoke out against the duo in the middle of their abuses. Lily Evans was not someone Snape wanted to target. So he moved on to Black.
Black proved, however, to be a harder nut to crack. Snape had watched for weeks trying to find a person to whom Black possessed a weakness of affection. The blackguard had so many girls bobbing around him it was mind boggling. But then one day it came to him, the idiot didn't have a female he cared about, but he sure was overly protective of Lupin.
Yes. that was the answer, and it didn't even have to leave the group behind his suffering. Vengeance was sweeter when it was well planned, much sweeter.
Now to put his plan into action.
Snape had been planning this for a while, ever since he'd discovered that particular potion with some rather. curious effects. He needed the perfect way to get back at them, to get back and hit them where it hurt. So far looking indignant had done nothing for his case. Damn the lot of them, they all had it in for him. Not even the prefect one did anything to stop them. He only turned his head away as if he were ashamed. Snape highly doubted the sincerity of the gesture, if that bastard Lupin really cared, he'd at least say something. But no, no one stood up for him, Snape was an ugly greasy Nothing no one cared about, and he thought of himself that way. It was all rather depressing, so he'd loose himself in the intricacies of the Dark Arts, deviling in magics better left untouched.
That was simply how it was, and now he had the perfect idea for a fitting revenge. He'd watched the group for a while, trying to decide what the best way to approach the situation was, and in a fit of angst had ranted at himself about how sick it was that they were all so loyal towards each other. That's when the idea struck him: he could get at the ones they cared about! Using his potion on one of the main instigators would only turn it's effects into a big joke, but on someone else, now that was different.
At first he'd wanted to target someone close to Potter, the main source of his wort humiliations. Black was bad, but blunter in his tactics, more raw in his cause. Potter, however, was something so unlike Snape himself that he had not even the smallest of grounds to base his assumptions on. Even so, the best target was the only one that spoke out against the duo in the middle of their abuses. Lily Evans was not someone Snape wanted to target. So he moved on to Black.
Black proved, however, to be a harder nut to crack. Snape had watched for weeks trying to find a person to whom Black possessed a weakness of affection. The blackguard had so many girls bobbing around him it was mind boggling. But then one day it came to him, the idiot didn't have a female he cared about, but he sure was overly protective of Lupin.
Yes. that was the answer, and it didn't even have to leave the group behind his suffering. Vengeance was sweeter when it was well planned, much sweeter.
Now to put his plan into action.