I own nothing. Not even my car or computer much less anything JK Rowling has created.
This story is an AU and hopelessly OOC.
I've noticed a recent dearth of SS/SB fan fiction. The latest book kinda killed the muse of several writers. So I thought I would give it a try. The following fic is not that great and I'm not sure where it's going yet but it's leaning towards slash. Most of it is finished just needs to be typed up and glaring errors corrected. Rating may be too high but I'm not sure how graphic later chapters will be...oh well. My biggest problem besides actually posting will be staying in one tense throughout.
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Sirius Black rose from the stool gave a nod to Professor McGonagall. He quickly spared a glance to his mother's cousin by marriage, the Head of Slytherin house did not look happy. Severus Snape shook his head & grimaced. His best friend had sat with the sorting hat upon his head for almost ten minutes before the cry of Gryffindor was heard.
Sirius was very good at hiding his true feelings; actually both boys had learned that survival trait very early in their lives. Severus had known Sirius all his life & could see the shocked little boy beneath the calm & accepting facade he was presenting. The unsorted boy just knew Mrs. Black was going to seriously injure her son when she next saw him.
As the minutes passed and more students were sorted Severus watched the older Gryffindors watching Sirius. While most members of the Black family were Slytherin and a good number Ravenclaw extremely rare were Hufflepuff and almost nonexsistent were Blacks in Gryffindor. It didn't help Sirius that the Black family history was not exactly private.
Finally Severus heard his name & approached the stern faced professor & took his turn upon the stool. He was somewhat surprised to hear the hat speak to him.
"Greetings young Snape welcome to Hogwarts. Your friend Mr. Black was quite a challenge. He was most adamant that he go into Slytherin house but that would not suit him at all."
"You forced Gryffindor house on him! You best not do the same to me!"
"It is the house that most suits you and Mr. Black. You have both already met several challenges and stood bravely against them."
"Listen you moth ridden old rag. If I'm not placed in Slytherin my father will come and take me from this school. He will not send me to Drumstrang. He will not send me to the Academy in America or the school in France. He will come here and take me home to die. He will kill me. Ri's mum is going to be mad, quite livid actually, but she won't kill him. At least I hope she won't."
The hat was quite and still for several minutes and the boy would later swear that it was poking about quite rudely in his head. Finally the hat spoke to him again.
"Very well Mr. Snape I will place you in Salazar's house. But I ask you to always remember who you are & where you truly belong. The muggle expression of to thine own self be true would fit your situation best. Take care Mr. Snape make new friendships but remember who has always stood by you. SLYTHERIN!"
After enduring a week of classes and relentless teasing by James Potter, Severus was tired. He had seen Sirius with Potter and while the boy had not joined in the teasing he had done nothing to stop it.
Severus had been deeply hurt by Sirius' inaction but he understood that the boy was probably caught between loyalty to his friend and having a hard enough time fitting into the Lion's Den without jumping to the defense of a Slytherin.
Today Severus had decided to hide out in the library thinking there was no way Potter would be there. As he made his way past a large tapestry of yet another Goblin Rebellion arms reached out and grabbed him. As he made to swing his satchel into his captors' face he heard Sirius' voice.
"Rus it's me! I know you probably want to beat me after this week but let's talk first."
"You have been a right prat Ri but I think the beating you'll get from your mum when we go home for hols is going to be more than enough."
"I'm really worried Rus. She didn't even send me a howler. Father sent a letter saying my grades better more than make up for the disgrace of my sorting."
"We should research healing charms that aren't dark arts based. I think we are both going to need them."
"I know I will but you? You were properly sorted."
"I had to fight the hat & tell it father kill me if I didn't get sorted into Slytherin. But now Father wants me to be friend with that Prefect Malfoy. I wonder how much gel that git uses in his hair or of it's just naturally slimy."
"Good luck mate I heard from the older Gryfs that Malfoy is not someone you want either as a friend or enemy."
"Rus you know my father. It's all about pure blood and proper appearances. I've been avoiding Malfoy a bit better than I have your new mate Potter."
"Severus I'm really sorry about this last week. I really wish that stupid hat would have listened to me. I'm just trying to not get killed in Gryffindor but I hate hurting you."
"If we want to still be friends Ri we're going to have to put on a public appearance of hate. At home where we are safe from everyone but our parents we can be ourselves."
With bright tears in his eyes Sirius looked at his best friend, "I don't like it but I don't see another solution."
Severus equally bright eyed just sighed, "I really hate that hat."
