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Chapter Three: The Girl
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That afternoon Snape and Lucius had Transfiguration with the Gryffindors. Which included James and his posse of snobby freaks. It would be Severus' and Lucius' first run in with them since the incident in the shower room. This fact had put Snape in an uneasy mood through out the morning classes. He even failed to correctly answer a question in Potions, which came as quite a shock to most of his fellow students.
But it wasn't only the Marauder's, James and his pals, that had given Snape a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach, it mostly had to do with the girl he had seen this morning. During most of Potions all he could do was think about her deep golden eyes and beautiful wry smile she had given Lucius and him. He wondered who she was, what house she was in, and where she had come from for Snape hadn't seen her before this morning.
Now as he and Lucius stepped into the Transfiguration classroom, Snape kept his head hung low and his thoughts on Her. "Snivellus1 Lucy! Over here," James shouted. Snape's gaze flew up. James and Sirius were now mockingly making out
"Cut it out you jerk," snarled a girl sitting behind him. Snape looked up at her intending to tell the girl off. He could take care of himself. Staring back down at him was the girl from breakfast; her sun kissed eyes filled with raw annoyance. James pulled away from Sirius and gave her an indignant look. Turning away from Snape, the girl looked right into Potter's eyes.
'If only looks could kill,' thought Severus, watching her intense glare size James up.
"Stay out of it Morgan," James snarled, "You have no idea what is going on."
"It's obvious what is going on you homophobic ass. You are picking on two guys that are in love," she countered and Snape noticed for the first time that she was American. He froze when she said homophobic. 'I am not gay!' he wanted to shout. Then he thought what it must look like from everyone else's perspective. Two guys kissing equals gay. Nobody could really understand that Snape was with Lucius to make his friend happy not because he liked him that way. James began to loudly talk this time.
"Love? Yeah right. All those two want is sex; they really don't care with whom. For instance Lucius tried to kiss me in the showers once." Lucius made a noise like an angry bird.
"Excuse me I never tried to kiss you," he snapped jumping into the conversation, "Even the idea of it is revolting. You were just in my face and I got in yours more." James angrily waved his wand in the air.
"Petrificus Tota-"
Morgan pointed her own wand straight at James and shouted, "Expelliarmus!" James flew back against the table behind him while his wand spun forward through the air. The whole room fell silent as Professor McConnagall stepped into the room and caught James' airborne wand. Its owner quickly got off the floor.
"What is going on?" the Professor demanded, staring around the room over her square glasses. Nobody said a word. Morgan had sat back down and was slowly sinking in her chair. James looked at the floor.
"Well?" McConnagall slapped James' wand in her hand. It made a loud crack like the snap of a whip against her skin. The whole class jumped. Snape, who was still standing, slipped into an empty seat. Lucius too sat down, right next to his friend. Finally Morgan spoke.
"James was trying to put a full-body bind on Lucius Ma'am. I stopped him though."
"What?" yelled James, but the Professor glared at him and his next words stuck in his throat.
"Can anyone dispute what Ms. Connely said?" No one said a word, though Sirius looked tempted to say something. "Fine." She turned to James, "Mr. Potter I will talk to you after class." James wanted to argue, you could see it in his face, but he seemed to think better of it and kept his mouth shut.
"Now that that is settled, everyone please take out your books and turn to page three-hundred-and-ninety-four and began to read." Severus reached down and pulled his textbook from the bag at his side. His eyes darted up and fell upon Morgan's back. She shifted in her chair a little and one of her legs moved into the aisle. Snape watched it in awe, how beautifully the calf curved. For the rest of class he barely paid the teacher any attention.
When the bell rang, signalling the end of class, Snape quickly gathered his things and got out of the room. He stood outside the door and waited for Morgan to come out. Lucius stood beside him playing with his black nails. When Sirius, Remus, and Peter walked out they all stared at Snape and Lucius with utter hate.
Finally Morgan stepped out of the class and began to walk away, her back to Snape. He ran after her, his greasy bangs flying in his face. "Morgan!" She turned and spotted the out of breath Severus.
"Hey," she happily greeted, "I hope James didn't hurt your feelings."
"No, not really. I'm used to it by now," Snape mumbled contemptuously, staring down at his shoes.
"I'm actually surprised he was being so mean to you. He isn't usually like that."
"It's an equal dislike," Snape courageously held his head up, "We've never really gotten along." Morgan was so gorgeous that Snape was blushing from just looking into her face.
"Oh, how'd it start?" she asked with genuine interest.
"I'd prefer not to talk about it," Snape felt Lucius' hand fall on his shoulders.
"We're going to be late to History," his friend said, Snape glared at him.
"I should get going too. It was nice meeting you, wait what is your name?"
"Severus Snape," he held out a hand. Morgan took it and they shook.
"Morgan Connely, I'm an exchange student from America. Well I have to be going now Severus. See you around," she turned away and disappeared down the hall. Snape let out a huge sigh and looked at Lucius.
"Isn't she the most beautiful girl you've ever seen?" he felt all warm and fuzzy inside.
"She's gorgeous I'll give her that. But she is also in Gryffindor. You're much to good for her," Lucius wrapped his arm round Snape's waist.
"You think?"
"Come on Sev, like I said we'll be late for class."
"OK." Snape looked down at the hand Morgan had touched. He lifted it to his nose and sniffed. Over the smell of grease floated a light vanilla scent. Snape thought it was the most heavenly thing he had ever smelled.
'She's in Gryffindor you idiot. Stay away, it'll mean trouble,' shouted his reason. Her golden eyes shimmered into his mind. 'TROUBLE!' screamed the only properly functioning part of his brain. He ignored it and, being the happiest he had ever been, followed Lucius down the corridor.
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A/N: Sorry I didn't post sooner but school has started back up and I don't have as much time to type. Still, you will get more of this story. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, Snape is acting a bit strange but people in love do that. Right? Well till next chapter, Good Day.
Chapter Three: The Girl
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That afternoon Snape and Lucius had Transfiguration with the Gryffindors. Which included James and his posse of snobby freaks. It would be Severus' and Lucius' first run in with them since the incident in the shower room. This fact had put Snape in an uneasy mood through out the morning classes. He even failed to correctly answer a question in Potions, which came as quite a shock to most of his fellow students.
But it wasn't only the Marauder's, James and his pals, that had given Snape a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach, it mostly had to do with the girl he had seen this morning. During most of Potions all he could do was think about her deep golden eyes and beautiful wry smile she had given Lucius and him. He wondered who she was, what house she was in, and where she had come from for Snape hadn't seen her before this morning.
Now as he and Lucius stepped into the Transfiguration classroom, Snape kept his head hung low and his thoughts on Her. "Snivellus1 Lucy! Over here," James shouted. Snape's gaze flew up. James and Sirius were now mockingly making out
"Cut it out you jerk," snarled a girl sitting behind him. Snape looked up at her intending to tell the girl off. He could take care of himself. Staring back down at him was the girl from breakfast; her sun kissed eyes filled with raw annoyance. James pulled away from Sirius and gave her an indignant look. Turning away from Snape, the girl looked right into Potter's eyes.
'If only looks could kill,' thought Severus, watching her intense glare size James up.
"Stay out of it Morgan," James snarled, "You have no idea what is going on."
"It's obvious what is going on you homophobic ass. You are picking on two guys that are in love," she countered and Snape noticed for the first time that she was American. He froze when she said homophobic. 'I am not gay!' he wanted to shout. Then he thought what it must look like from everyone else's perspective. Two guys kissing equals gay. Nobody could really understand that Snape was with Lucius to make his friend happy not because he liked him that way. James began to loudly talk this time.
"Love? Yeah right. All those two want is sex; they really don't care with whom. For instance Lucius tried to kiss me in the showers once." Lucius made a noise like an angry bird.
"Excuse me I never tried to kiss you," he snapped jumping into the conversation, "Even the idea of it is revolting. You were just in my face and I got in yours more." James angrily waved his wand in the air.
"Petrificus Tota-"
Morgan pointed her own wand straight at James and shouted, "Expelliarmus!" James flew back against the table behind him while his wand spun forward through the air. The whole room fell silent as Professor McConnagall stepped into the room and caught James' airborne wand. Its owner quickly got off the floor.
"What is going on?" the Professor demanded, staring around the room over her square glasses. Nobody said a word. Morgan had sat back down and was slowly sinking in her chair. James looked at the floor.
"Well?" McConnagall slapped James' wand in her hand. It made a loud crack like the snap of a whip against her skin. The whole class jumped. Snape, who was still standing, slipped into an empty seat. Lucius too sat down, right next to his friend. Finally Morgan spoke.
"James was trying to put a full-body bind on Lucius Ma'am. I stopped him though."
"What?" yelled James, but the Professor glared at him and his next words stuck in his throat.
"Can anyone dispute what Ms. Connely said?" No one said a word, though Sirius looked tempted to say something. "Fine." She turned to James, "Mr. Potter I will talk to you after class." James wanted to argue, you could see it in his face, but he seemed to think better of it and kept his mouth shut.
"Now that that is settled, everyone please take out your books and turn to page three-hundred-and-ninety-four and began to read." Severus reached down and pulled his textbook from the bag at his side. His eyes darted up and fell upon Morgan's back. She shifted in her chair a little and one of her legs moved into the aisle. Snape watched it in awe, how beautifully the calf curved. For the rest of class he barely paid the teacher any attention.
When the bell rang, signalling the end of class, Snape quickly gathered his things and got out of the room. He stood outside the door and waited for Morgan to come out. Lucius stood beside him playing with his black nails. When Sirius, Remus, and Peter walked out they all stared at Snape and Lucius with utter hate.
Finally Morgan stepped out of the class and began to walk away, her back to Snape. He ran after her, his greasy bangs flying in his face. "Morgan!" She turned and spotted the out of breath Severus.
"Hey," she happily greeted, "I hope James didn't hurt your feelings."
"No, not really. I'm used to it by now," Snape mumbled contemptuously, staring down at his shoes.
"I'm actually surprised he was being so mean to you. He isn't usually like that."
"It's an equal dislike," Snape courageously held his head up, "We've never really gotten along." Morgan was so gorgeous that Snape was blushing from just looking into her face.
"Oh, how'd it start?" she asked with genuine interest.
"I'd prefer not to talk about it," Snape felt Lucius' hand fall on his shoulders.
"We're going to be late to History," his friend said, Snape glared at him.
"I should get going too. It was nice meeting you, wait what is your name?"
"Severus Snape," he held out a hand. Morgan took it and they shook.
"Morgan Connely, I'm an exchange student from America. Well I have to be going now Severus. See you around," she turned away and disappeared down the hall. Snape let out a huge sigh and looked at Lucius.
"Isn't she the most beautiful girl you've ever seen?" he felt all warm and fuzzy inside.
"She's gorgeous I'll give her that. But she is also in Gryffindor. You're much to good for her," Lucius wrapped his arm round Snape's waist.
"You think?"
"Come on Sev, like I said we'll be late for class."
"OK." Snape looked down at the hand Morgan had touched. He lifted it to his nose and sniffed. Over the smell of grease floated a light vanilla scent. Snape thought it was the most heavenly thing he had ever smelled.
'She's in Gryffindor you idiot. Stay away, it'll mean trouble,' shouted his reason. Her golden eyes shimmered into his mind. 'TROUBLE!' screamed the only properly functioning part of his brain. He ignored it and, being the happiest he had ever been, followed Lucius down the corridor.
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A/N: Sorry I didn't post sooner but school has started back up and I don't have as much time to type. Still, you will get more of this story. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, Snape is acting a bit strange but people in love do that. Right? Well till next chapter, Good Day.