Petra: After I finished 'With Lily's Eyes' I found that it felt... somehow... incompleted. There needed to be more, it seemed to me.
Kati: And I graciously agreed.
Petra: *under breath* Graciously, my ass.
Kati: And so here it is.
DEDICATED: You'd be suprised what the people around you can see, if they would just open their eyes and pay attetion.
WARNING: Severus-sensei being melancholy, though it isn't bad enough to be called angst.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter.
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Pictures
"Draw me a picture worth a thousand words and I will write a poem worth a million pictures." -0083; Evergreen (GW)
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The night after the graduation party, Severus Snape was, as usual, stuck in his room. However, what he was doing at the moment would have surprised even his most understanding student… he was laughing at pictures in a photo album. Those who had seen Harry Potter's photo album might recognize quite a few pictures of just his mother, or of his mother with fellow classmates. Severus smiled as he closed the photo album, bittersweet memories still lingering in his mind.
He leaned back in his chair and looked at the picture hanging on the wall and then smirked as a young Lily stuck her tongue out at him, only to be playfully pushed aside by a young Severus. Maybe it was time that he quit teaching, quit being the most hated teacher. He had looked after Lily's child, as he had promised himself he would and now that Voldemort was gone for good, Severus wasn't worried. He wouldn't mind leaving his old life behind, setting out and starting a new life somewhere else. His nonexistence social life meant that he had quite a lot of money saved up, money that otherwise would have went on extra food or trips or presents.
Did he regret alienating all the teachers and students in the school? Somewhat, he supposed, his gaze drifting to the fire, as it usually did when he was thinking. It was worth giving all that up, though, so that the Potter boy would have a chance at as normal a life as possible. It was the least he owed Lily… However, it wouldn't be hard to get a new start, change his name, and pretend he was someone else once he was out of Hogwarts. That decided, Severus leaned back in his chair, figuring that he could wait until tomorrow to put in his resignation.
However, the tall man almost fell out of his chair as knocking at the door startled him out of his thoughts. He stared in confusion at the portal for a minute, wondering if he had finally lost his mind and was hearing things. However, a second, slightly louder knocking managed to convince him that, no, he had not gone crazy but he still couldn't imagine who would be knocking on his door at night. It was around ten and, while that wasn't late, it wasn't the normal time for visitors.
Standing up with a grace that the students would have been slack-jawed to see, Severus walked over the door and pulled it open. "Yes…" he trailed off, however, as soon as he saw who it was standing in front of him, looking slightly uncomfortable. Harry James Potter.
"Hullo, Professor Snape, sir," Potter said, smiling slightly.
"What do you want, Potter?" Severus asked, confused and sure that perhaps he was insane and wasn't just hearing things, but also seeing them.
Potter shrugged and gave Severus a ruthful smile. "I thought it might be nice to talk to you, Professor Snape," he answered.
Severus raised an eyebrow but stepped aside anyways, letting Potter walk into the room and, as he close the door, said, "You don't have to call me Professor anymore, Potter. Snape will be just fine." He was quite sure now that was, indeed, completely insane. The only thing to do was to talk until the hallucination of Potter went away and then tell Madam Pomfrey that he had finally snapped.
Potter smiled and nodded, looking around the room. However, the picture that Severus had just been looking at caught his interest. "What…?" Severus couldn't help the small smile that pulled at his lips, at the look on Potter's face. "Pro… Snape, this is a picture of my mother." Potter appeared confused. "But who's this other kid?" He pointed at the old picture of Severus who was currently tickling Lily mercilessly.
Severus couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped as he said, "That would be a very young me, Potter." After smiling at the look on Potter's face he asked, "Would you like some tea, perhaps? Or something else to drink?"
"Tea'll be fine…" Potter replied, his nose almost pressed against the picture, as though he was trying to figure out where the trick was. Rather than waste time making it, Snape conjured some boiling water into the teapot and then dumped the tealeaves in it. With a whispered word, the water boiled and then cooled to a drinkable temperature quickly. He placed the teapot, two cups and saucers, and milk and sugar on the tray, before carrying it into the living room, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Potter had moved onto other pictures throughout the room, almost all of which held Lily in them.
"I have this picture…" Potter murmured, pointing to a picture where Lily sat in a field, waving.
"I know," Severus said, motioning to Potter to sit down. "Where do you think you go the extra copy from?"
Potter sat down, confusion still written on his face. "But why do you have so many pictures of my mum?" he asked, looking at Severus piercingly, as Severus poured the tea, handing Potter's cup to him.
Severus couldn't help the peaceful smile that crossed his face and, ignoring the shocked look on Potter's face, he replied, "Lily and I were friends when we went to school. Once we left, however, we gradually lost touch, due to a culmination of things."
"My dad," Potter said, a sudden fiery light entering his eyes, as though Potter expected Severus to start insulting him. Why should Severus? He had made Potter see the truth about his father, that he wasn't perfect, as most people would have him believed to be, and as far as he was concerned, he didn't care anymore about James Potter… despite the fact that the man had been a stuck-up bastard. Severus smirked.
"Your father was one of them, I freely admit, but we were growing apart without his help. That is something that I regret to this day; she was the only person I could call a true friend and I lost her. I miss her greatly…" Severus' gaze had drifted to the fire as he spoke so he missed the small smile that crossed Potter's face. When he looked back the smile was gone and Potter himself was staring pensively into the fire. "What did you wish to talk to me about, Potter?"
Potter shook his head slightly, as though he'd fallen into a daze, and then turned back and said, "Well, Snape, you left the party so early last night that I doubt you heard the news."
"What news?" Snape asked, interested only slightly. After all, anything that had to do with the school would shortly be left behind.
"I am to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Potter said, carefully watching Snape.
Ah, Lily, you would truly have been proud… "Congratulations, Potter," Snape said, nodding his head respectfully even as he leaned back. "I never doubted that the offer would be made, though I did wonder whether or not you would accept it."
"What?" Potter asked in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Potter, I have known since third or fourth year that you would make a great DADA teacher and, if even I hadn't noticed this, I had no doubt that Albus noticed it. It was only a matter on whether or not you would want to be a teacher out of the many jobs that are open to you."
"You're not mad that you were skipped over the job once again?" Potter asked suspiciously.
"Potter, I knew for a long time that I would hate that job, but Voldemort had ordered me to get the job if I could. I truly didn't care, but I had to make it look like I cared, didn't I?" Potter nodded dumbly.
Severus shrugged and watched Potter. Yes, there was a lot of James in Potter, but there was a lot of Lily, too, even if it was mostly in his mannerisms. Those eyes though… Potter suddenly looked up and caught the look Severus was giving him and a pang hit his heart. Lily, I would have loved to have gotten to know your son…
"I had probably better go, then, Snape," Potter said, confusion still radiating from his movements as he stood. "It was… enjoyable… talking to you."
Severus let out a chuckle as he stood up but Potter shook his head. "I can let myself out." Severus nodded and watched as Potter opened the door but, instead of stepping outside, he turned around and looked at Severus. "Snape… Severus…" Severus jerked in surprise at his first name from Potter. "Thank you…"
Now it was Severus' turn to be confused. "What are you talking about, Potter?"
Harry smiled, a smile that reminded Severus very much of his best friend, as he said, "For treating me like everyone else…" And then he was gone, the door shutting quietly behind him.
Severus sat in that spot, still looking at the doorway, for a long time before he managed to shake his shock off. However, once he was over it, he let his head fall back and laughter poured forth from his lips. How so like Lily to see something no one else would have seen! As he got up, taking the tray with to the kitchen, he couldn't help the thought that maybe now wouldn't be the best time to resign, after all a year with Harry Potter as the DADA teacher was sure to be interesting and fairly entertaining. As he finished washing the dishes, he couldn't thinking: Lily, I am going to love getting to know your son.
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IMPORTANT NOTE: For those of you that wish it, DUE TO MY SPORADIC postings, I am offering you, the readers, A MAILING LIST to sign up to. When I finally UPDATE, I will SEND OUT AN EMAIL informing those of you that are on the list that I have finally updated. I need you to EMAIL me, telling that you wish to sign up, and whether it's for ORIGINAL FICTION or FANFICTION. I WILL NOT accept those people that ask to be up on it in a review because I can't be sure that email is real. The mailing list will ALSO OFFER the TITLES of those works that I am posting, the COUPLES (if any) that are in it, which FANDOM it is from, and whether it is a SEQUEL to anything.
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Petra: Well... there you have it. What do you think?
Kati: Cute, ne?
Petra: *sigh* There's at least one more after this.
Kati: Yeppers, so review so you'll be thanked like:
C-CHAN: That's true; you don't really get any non-slash with Harry and Draco being nice to each other. Which is kind of sad, because I really think that they would have been or could be good friends. I've read a few Draco and Ron, but I just don't think that Ron's the type to forgive everything that Draco's said and done to both him and Harry. Wow... Harry and the Whomping Willow, ne? That sounds... really, really, really disturbing. I'm not really a big fan of Lord of the Rings slash... I don't know why... (Kati: Yes, you do! Just admit it! You just want Legolas to yourself!) *blush* Shut your mouth! Have you ever read Rhysenn? She's an absolutely beautiful writer that'll make you twitch with jealously, and she writes both Harry Potter slash (there is at least one, maybe a couple, Draco/Ron though she writes mostly Draco/Harry, but she writes a bunch of others; all of them are good) and Lord of the Rings slash (I've read a couple, just because I like how she writes, but I don't like 'em enough to read 'em all). You should check her out. Anyways, thank you for the review, and don't worry about it being long, my answer is longer. ^_^
"I dream of a day when I can open my eyes, and my dreams won't disappear."
-Rose Marie Ledam
~Petra Megami Assari~
*The Gentle Tiger Goddess*
Kati: And I graciously agreed.
Petra: *under breath* Graciously, my ass.
Kati: And so here it is.
DEDICATED: You'd be suprised what the people around you can see, if they would just open their eyes and pay attetion.
WARNING: Severus-sensei being melancholy, though it isn't bad enough to be called angst.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter.
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Pictures
"Draw me a picture worth a thousand words and I will write a poem worth a million pictures." -0083; Evergreen (GW)
-._.-._.-._.-
The night after the graduation party, Severus Snape was, as usual, stuck in his room. However, what he was doing at the moment would have surprised even his most understanding student… he was laughing at pictures in a photo album. Those who had seen Harry Potter's photo album might recognize quite a few pictures of just his mother, or of his mother with fellow classmates. Severus smiled as he closed the photo album, bittersweet memories still lingering in his mind.
He leaned back in his chair and looked at the picture hanging on the wall and then smirked as a young Lily stuck her tongue out at him, only to be playfully pushed aside by a young Severus. Maybe it was time that he quit teaching, quit being the most hated teacher. He had looked after Lily's child, as he had promised himself he would and now that Voldemort was gone for good, Severus wasn't worried. He wouldn't mind leaving his old life behind, setting out and starting a new life somewhere else. His nonexistence social life meant that he had quite a lot of money saved up, money that otherwise would have went on extra food or trips or presents.
Did he regret alienating all the teachers and students in the school? Somewhat, he supposed, his gaze drifting to the fire, as it usually did when he was thinking. It was worth giving all that up, though, so that the Potter boy would have a chance at as normal a life as possible. It was the least he owed Lily… However, it wouldn't be hard to get a new start, change his name, and pretend he was someone else once he was out of Hogwarts. That decided, Severus leaned back in his chair, figuring that he could wait until tomorrow to put in his resignation.
However, the tall man almost fell out of his chair as knocking at the door startled him out of his thoughts. He stared in confusion at the portal for a minute, wondering if he had finally lost his mind and was hearing things. However, a second, slightly louder knocking managed to convince him that, no, he had not gone crazy but he still couldn't imagine who would be knocking on his door at night. It was around ten and, while that wasn't late, it wasn't the normal time for visitors.
Standing up with a grace that the students would have been slack-jawed to see, Severus walked over the door and pulled it open. "Yes…" he trailed off, however, as soon as he saw who it was standing in front of him, looking slightly uncomfortable. Harry James Potter.
"Hullo, Professor Snape, sir," Potter said, smiling slightly.
"What do you want, Potter?" Severus asked, confused and sure that perhaps he was insane and wasn't just hearing things, but also seeing them.
Potter shrugged and gave Severus a ruthful smile. "I thought it might be nice to talk to you, Professor Snape," he answered.
Severus raised an eyebrow but stepped aside anyways, letting Potter walk into the room and, as he close the door, said, "You don't have to call me Professor anymore, Potter. Snape will be just fine." He was quite sure now that was, indeed, completely insane. The only thing to do was to talk until the hallucination of Potter went away and then tell Madam Pomfrey that he had finally snapped.
Potter smiled and nodded, looking around the room. However, the picture that Severus had just been looking at caught his interest. "What…?" Severus couldn't help the small smile that pulled at his lips, at the look on Potter's face. "Pro… Snape, this is a picture of my mother." Potter appeared confused. "But who's this other kid?" He pointed at the old picture of Severus who was currently tickling Lily mercilessly.
Severus couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped as he said, "That would be a very young me, Potter." After smiling at the look on Potter's face he asked, "Would you like some tea, perhaps? Or something else to drink?"
"Tea'll be fine…" Potter replied, his nose almost pressed against the picture, as though he was trying to figure out where the trick was. Rather than waste time making it, Snape conjured some boiling water into the teapot and then dumped the tealeaves in it. With a whispered word, the water boiled and then cooled to a drinkable temperature quickly. He placed the teapot, two cups and saucers, and milk and sugar on the tray, before carrying it into the living room, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Potter had moved onto other pictures throughout the room, almost all of which held Lily in them.
"I have this picture…" Potter murmured, pointing to a picture where Lily sat in a field, waving.
"I know," Severus said, motioning to Potter to sit down. "Where do you think you go the extra copy from?"
Potter sat down, confusion still written on his face. "But why do you have so many pictures of my mum?" he asked, looking at Severus piercingly, as Severus poured the tea, handing Potter's cup to him.
Severus couldn't help the peaceful smile that crossed his face and, ignoring the shocked look on Potter's face, he replied, "Lily and I were friends when we went to school. Once we left, however, we gradually lost touch, due to a culmination of things."
"My dad," Potter said, a sudden fiery light entering his eyes, as though Potter expected Severus to start insulting him. Why should Severus? He had made Potter see the truth about his father, that he wasn't perfect, as most people would have him believed to be, and as far as he was concerned, he didn't care anymore about James Potter… despite the fact that the man had been a stuck-up bastard. Severus smirked.
"Your father was one of them, I freely admit, but we were growing apart without his help. That is something that I regret to this day; she was the only person I could call a true friend and I lost her. I miss her greatly…" Severus' gaze had drifted to the fire as he spoke so he missed the small smile that crossed Potter's face. When he looked back the smile was gone and Potter himself was staring pensively into the fire. "What did you wish to talk to me about, Potter?"
Potter shook his head slightly, as though he'd fallen into a daze, and then turned back and said, "Well, Snape, you left the party so early last night that I doubt you heard the news."
"What news?" Snape asked, interested only slightly. After all, anything that had to do with the school would shortly be left behind.
"I am to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Potter said, carefully watching Snape.
Ah, Lily, you would truly have been proud… "Congratulations, Potter," Snape said, nodding his head respectfully even as he leaned back. "I never doubted that the offer would be made, though I did wonder whether or not you would accept it."
"What?" Potter asked in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Potter, I have known since third or fourth year that you would make a great DADA teacher and, if even I hadn't noticed this, I had no doubt that Albus noticed it. It was only a matter on whether or not you would want to be a teacher out of the many jobs that are open to you."
"You're not mad that you were skipped over the job once again?" Potter asked suspiciously.
"Potter, I knew for a long time that I would hate that job, but Voldemort had ordered me to get the job if I could. I truly didn't care, but I had to make it look like I cared, didn't I?" Potter nodded dumbly.
Severus shrugged and watched Potter. Yes, there was a lot of James in Potter, but there was a lot of Lily, too, even if it was mostly in his mannerisms. Those eyes though… Potter suddenly looked up and caught the look Severus was giving him and a pang hit his heart. Lily, I would have loved to have gotten to know your son…
"I had probably better go, then, Snape," Potter said, confusion still radiating from his movements as he stood. "It was… enjoyable… talking to you."
Severus let out a chuckle as he stood up but Potter shook his head. "I can let myself out." Severus nodded and watched as Potter opened the door but, instead of stepping outside, he turned around and looked at Severus. "Snape… Severus…" Severus jerked in surprise at his first name from Potter. "Thank you…"
Now it was Severus' turn to be confused. "What are you talking about, Potter?"
Harry smiled, a smile that reminded Severus very much of his best friend, as he said, "For treating me like everyone else…" And then he was gone, the door shutting quietly behind him.
Severus sat in that spot, still looking at the doorway, for a long time before he managed to shake his shock off. However, once he was over it, he let his head fall back and laughter poured forth from his lips. How so like Lily to see something no one else would have seen! As he got up, taking the tray with to the kitchen, he couldn't help the thought that maybe now wouldn't be the best time to resign, after all a year with Harry Potter as the DADA teacher was sure to be interesting and fairly entertaining. As he finished washing the dishes, he couldn't thinking: Lily, I am going to love getting to know your son.
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IMPORTANT NOTE: For those of you that wish it, DUE TO MY SPORADIC postings, I am offering you, the readers, A MAILING LIST to sign up to. When I finally UPDATE, I will SEND OUT AN EMAIL informing those of you that are on the list that I have finally updated. I need you to EMAIL me, telling that you wish to sign up, and whether it's for ORIGINAL FICTION or FANFICTION. I WILL NOT accept those people that ask to be up on it in a review because I can't be sure that email is real. The mailing list will ALSO OFFER the TITLES of those works that I am posting, the COUPLES (if any) that are in it, which FANDOM it is from, and whether it is a SEQUEL to anything.
-._.-._.-._.-
Petra: Well... there you have it. What do you think?
Kati: Cute, ne?
Petra: *sigh* There's at least one more after this.
Kati: Yeppers, so review so you'll be thanked like:
C-CHAN: That's true; you don't really get any non-slash with Harry and Draco being nice to each other. Which is kind of sad, because I really think that they would have been or could be good friends. I've read a few Draco and Ron, but I just don't think that Ron's the type to forgive everything that Draco's said and done to both him and Harry. Wow... Harry and the Whomping Willow, ne? That sounds... really, really, really disturbing. I'm not really a big fan of Lord of the Rings slash... I don't know why... (Kati: Yes, you do! Just admit it! You just want Legolas to yourself!) *blush* Shut your mouth! Have you ever read Rhysenn? She's an absolutely beautiful writer that'll make you twitch with jealously, and she writes both Harry Potter slash (there is at least one, maybe a couple, Draco/Ron though she writes mostly Draco/Harry, but she writes a bunch of others; all of them are good) and Lord of the Rings slash (I've read a couple, just because I like how she writes, but I don't like 'em enough to read 'em all). You should check her out. Anyways, thank you for the review, and don't worry about it being long, my answer is longer. ^_^
"I dream of a day when I can open my eyes, and my dreams won't disappear."
-Rose Marie Ledam
~Petra Megami Assari~
*The Gentle Tiger Goddess*