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Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Remus, Sirius, James, or Severus. Tough world, huh? None of them are mine...except in dreams. : P (peter I can do without...)
THE FOLLOWING IS SEVERUS SNAPE....enjoy.
I asked him what he wanted. I could never have expected what followed
"....To be your friend," Lupin said simply.
I would have to describe myself only as completely dumbfounded. And happy, of course, but still dumbfounded. Then both subsided when I realized he was lying. I merely smirked and walked off...but he caught up.
"So you--um--believe me, right?''
I couldn't believe he asked this. Of course I didn't believe him. Severus Snape didn't have friends at all and never would, much less friends in the most irrritating Gryffindor clique in school.
'' Severus, please, I'm not joking around. I want to make it up to you. I want to get to know you, maybe become your friend," he implored.
"What happened? Lost a bet? Got in a fight with your precious Sirius and James?"
"This is purely my own decision."
"Why is it I still don't believe you?"
""I don't know, but Severus---I wholeheartedly want to be your friend. Seeing you yesterday without anyone to comfort you....I stayed up all night thinking about it. This isn't just a whim. I really, truly, deeply want to get to know you," he murmured, taking my hand in his. WAY too much at one time. I recoiled and sighed.
"God---fine, whatever, follow me around, but don't touch me, okay?"
He consented and I hurried to Potions, him trailing behind me. I would have done anything to get him off my back so I could enter my favorite class alone and sit at my usual solitary table, but there are some things you just can't control.
Opening the dungeon door I saw the usual black cauldrons set around the various tables, one in the very front bubbling slightly, filling the room with a sickly sort of steam. I sat down at the middle table in the second row, thinking he'd sit somewhere with his friends when they arrived, but then I remembered---I was his supposed friend now. He pulled up a stool and sat beside me, smiling slightly.
"...A-aren't you going to...."
"I want to sit with you today, Severus," he responded simply, giving me one of those looks again that I could not comprehend at all.
"...........Alright."
The other students filed in and rested in their usual seats, an unsual amount of gabbering amongst them, but nothing so...passionate as when Black and Potter came in.
"James! What the hell is Remus doing!?!" I heard Black whisper. A grin came over my face as I took out my book, trying my hardest not to laugh.
'' Sirius, calm down, he's just--"
" He's---fraternizing with the enemy, James! You're not going to just let him do this, are you?"
"Well...yeah? Nothing I can do about it, Padfoot..."
Potter and Black sat down, Black still muttering something about indecency and the moon causing too many problems. My smile only widened when I looked over at Lupin who was completely unaffected by it, even though I'm sure he heard it too. How did I not guess that something like this was inevitable? Why did it make me so pleased to see them fussing over a talk between one of theirs and me?
Class began and we were about to make a Sere Salis, a potion for tranquility and peace of mind.
" Um, Severus?"
"What?''
"...Well..."
I looked over at the belladonna root, the lavender, rosemary, and lotus, all chopped up and, actually---mutilated.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, clasping his hands together and hiding them under the table. Normally I'd just tell him to not touch anything and let me handle it, but I figured there was no reason; He did try.
'Eh--It's alright, just....Here." I took the cutting board from him and cleaned up the piteous ingrediants. "Okay, while I'm doing this---you can stir, right? You won't mess that up, I think..." I muttered, lifting up the cauldron and setting it on his side with the burner.
"Yes, sir, I can do that." He switched on the burner and rested the cauldron over it, adding each measured herb as I finished fixing them. When it was to be left to simmer, he began cleaning up. I picked up a rag and wiped down the chopping board.
"You don't need to do that. You already did enough work and I barely helped. You just sit right there and I'll be right back after I throw this away," he smiled, leaving.
"Just what exactly are you trying to accomplish, Snivellus?"
I turned to see Black leaning over a vacant table behind me, glaring with more ferocity than I have ever seen in his eyes since that one day.
"I haven't a clue what you're trying to say, Black," I muttered, picking up the rag again.
"Don't give me that shit, Snape," he spat. "You know we know already, so cut it out. You and I both know you haven't got a chance."
I just laughed. "I don't follow you, Black, but even if I did, there'd only be one thing I'd have to say to you---"
Lupin was back, eyes fixed on Black as he bit his lip. I considered it far wiser not to continue this in front of him and merely turned in my chair back to the table. He sat down again, checking the potion.
"Everything alright?" he inquired.
'Just fine," I muttered, scratching the back of my head with my middle finger, earning a growl from Black behind me as he stamped off.
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Remus, Sirius, James, or Severus. Tough world, huh? None of them are mine...except in dreams. : P (peter I can do without...)
THE FOLLOWING IS SEVERUS SNAPE....enjoy.
I asked him what he wanted. I could never have expected what followed
"....To be your friend," Lupin said simply.
I would have to describe myself only as completely dumbfounded. And happy, of course, but still dumbfounded. Then both subsided when I realized he was lying. I merely smirked and walked off...but he caught up.
"So you--um--believe me, right?''
I couldn't believe he asked this. Of course I didn't believe him. Severus Snape didn't have friends at all and never would, much less friends in the most irrritating Gryffindor clique in school.
'' Severus, please, I'm not joking around. I want to make it up to you. I want to get to know you, maybe become your friend," he implored.
"What happened? Lost a bet? Got in a fight with your precious Sirius and James?"
"This is purely my own decision."
"Why is it I still don't believe you?"
""I don't know, but Severus---I wholeheartedly want to be your friend. Seeing you yesterday without anyone to comfort you....I stayed up all night thinking about it. This isn't just a whim. I really, truly, deeply want to get to know you," he murmured, taking my hand in his. WAY too much at one time. I recoiled and sighed.
"God---fine, whatever, follow me around, but don't touch me, okay?"
He consented and I hurried to Potions, him trailing behind me. I would have done anything to get him off my back so I could enter my favorite class alone and sit at my usual solitary table, but there are some things you just can't control.
Opening the dungeon door I saw the usual black cauldrons set around the various tables, one in the very front bubbling slightly, filling the room with a sickly sort of steam. I sat down at the middle table in the second row, thinking he'd sit somewhere with his friends when they arrived, but then I remembered---I was his supposed friend now. He pulled up a stool and sat beside me, smiling slightly.
"...A-aren't you going to...."
"I want to sit with you today, Severus," he responded simply, giving me one of those looks again that I could not comprehend at all.
"...........Alright."
The other students filed in and rested in their usual seats, an unsual amount of gabbering amongst them, but nothing so...passionate as when Black and Potter came in.
"James! What the hell is Remus doing!?!" I heard Black whisper. A grin came over my face as I took out my book, trying my hardest not to laugh.
'' Sirius, calm down, he's just--"
" He's---fraternizing with the enemy, James! You're not going to just let him do this, are you?"
"Well...yeah? Nothing I can do about it, Padfoot..."
Potter and Black sat down, Black still muttering something about indecency and the moon causing too many problems. My smile only widened when I looked over at Lupin who was completely unaffected by it, even though I'm sure he heard it too. How did I not guess that something like this was inevitable? Why did it make me so pleased to see them fussing over a talk between one of theirs and me?
Class began and we were about to make a Sere Salis, a potion for tranquility and peace of mind.
" Um, Severus?"
"What?''
"...Well..."
I looked over at the belladonna root, the lavender, rosemary, and lotus, all chopped up and, actually---mutilated.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, clasping his hands together and hiding them under the table. Normally I'd just tell him to not touch anything and let me handle it, but I figured there was no reason; He did try.
'Eh--It's alright, just....Here." I took the cutting board from him and cleaned up the piteous ingrediants. "Okay, while I'm doing this---you can stir, right? You won't mess that up, I think..." I muttered, lifting up the cauldron and setting it on his side with the burner.
"Yes, sir, I can do that." He switched on the burner and rested the cauldron over it, adding each measured herb as I finished fixing them. When it was to be left to simmer, he began cleaning up. I picked up a rag and wiped down the chopping board.
"You don't need to do that. You already did enough work and I barely helped. You just sit right there and I'll be right back after I throw this away," he smiled, leaving.
"Just what exactly are you trying to accomplish, Snivellus?"
I turned to see Black leaning over a vacant table behind me, glaring with more ferocity than I have ever seen in his eyes since that one day.
"I haven't a clue what you're trying to say, Black," I muttered, picking up the rag again.
"Don't give me that shit, Snape," he spat. "You know we know already, so cut it out. You and I both know you haven't got a chance."
I just laughed. "I don't follow you, Black, but even if I did, there'd only be one thing I'd have to say to you---"
Lupin was back, eyes fixed on Black as he bit his lip. I considered it far wiser not to continue this in front of him and merely turned in my chair back to the table. He sat down again, checking the potion.
"Everything alright?" he inquired.
'Just fine," I muttered, scratching the back of my head with my middle finger, earning a growl from Black behind me as he stamped off.