Chapter 2

Cowards, pompous cowards, all of them. Severus Snape's beady black eyes peeked out between his long greasy black hair, over top of his abnormally large nose at James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter. The way he flirts with that Evans girl, it's revolting...I nearly vomit at the sight. He thinks he's so great, being seeker and all, and then being so 'smart', humph. I'll show him. That Potter and his little fan club. The Imperious curse...yes...that will do.....he'll never know what hit him....

"Alright there Snivellus? You're looking paler than usual." James teased across the room.

Severus broke his menacing stare and returned to his notes.

Snivellus? Humph. He'll regret that...Snivellus...he'll be sniveling....along with his pretty little pack. Professor Flitwick's shrill voice brought him back the classroom from his dark thoughts.

"Alright everyone! Repeat after me! Wingardiam Leviosa."

"Wingardumlevosa." James, Sirius and Remus muttered while Peter followed Flitwick's every move.

"It's Wingardiam Leviosa." A smooth, silky voice corrected behind them. The three boys turned to see the lovely Lily Evans smiling sarcastically down on them. A tall, slim red-head, Lily was smart, funny, and incredibly pretty. She also happened to be James' pick of the girls.

"Alright then, Evans. Show me how it's done." James smirked back.

"Wingardiam Leviosa" The feather on the desk in front of her lifted gently into the air.

"Excellent Ms. Evans. Look here class, she's got it!" Proff. Flitwick squeaked from atop his stack of books so very high. Soon, however, the feather plummeted to the floor.

"A bit more flick I think, Ms. Evans. The feather will remain levitated longer." Flitwick suggested.

"Yes Evans. A bit more flick." Sirius mimicked.

"Alright then, show me." Lily retorted.

"Very well. Wingardiam Leviosa" With a swish and flick, the feather gracefully flew in the air, and floated lightly until Sirius brought it down.

"Show off."

"Thank you."

How I'd love to see the pathetic looks on their faces...yes, so pathetic they would be...Severus was back to contemplating the deaths of James and his crew. No one really knew why he was such a dark boy. So full of hatred he was. So full of darkness. He had family problems, was the assumption. No one bothered to ask the troubled pale boy in the black clothes from the corner what made him so angry. His parents, it was said, were following this new dark wizard, this new dark lord. He called himself Lord Voldemort. He had incredible powers, so it was rumored. Very smooth and seductive, people had heard. Severus had met a boy his age through his parent's friends, The Malfoys, a very wealthy family with two children. They had a son, Lucious, who somewhat befriended Severus, to an extent. He was not to bother Lucious at school, unless he was alone. So, some people said Lucious was Severus' only friend, if you could even call him that. The Malfoys' other child, Katherine, was a year younger than Lucious, and disliked everyone but her brother very much. She clung to Lucious during combined classes, and when she had time to herself, she spent it in the library, or in the Slytherin common room. Lucious, with the family's characteristic punishing red eyes, grey pale skin, perfectly manicured blonde hair, and the deep green and black of the Slytherin house, was an "Example" as he said, to the younger years. Well, maybe to the Slytherins. To the stately house of Gryffindor, the Malfoys were nothing but a family of wealth and hatred. James and his group disliked Severus very much, but they disliked Lucious even more. Lucious, constantly with his derogatory comments to James and his peers. His comments about James' skills as a seeker had only become worse when Lucious was accepted as the Slytherin seeker. This had angered James to such an extreme level that he and Lucious had gotten into a fight after a Quidditch match, resulting in suspension, and almost expulsion, the worst fate of a Hogwarts student.

"That will be all for today, class. Study up on levitation charms, there may be a quiz tomorrow." Proff. Flitwick informed the class.

As they packed their books, Severus smiled. Potions next, with Professor Lestrange...James would suffer.....