Chapter Two: Memory

He put his arm around her as they exited the Hogsmead grounds, and she dropped her arm around his waist, both completely comfortable around one another, just like the old time. The walked along for a while in a safe silence, then suddenly Evelyn burst into laughter that shook her body. Severus looked inquisitively at his partner. Shaking her head and rubbing her eyes, she said,

"Remember our first meeting?" He smile at this too, just look at them now.

"How could I forget?" he said.

"Quite easily." She replied, chucking his arm, alluring to his inability to recognize her just hours before.

The door was left ajar. That usually means the coast was clear. Evelyn thought as she approached the last train compartment on the Hogwart's Express. All the rest of the seats had been filled with friends that didn't need one more. So the end of the train was where Evelyn found herself. However when she slid open the door she found the compartment was not empty, but rather had a boy bent over pulling up his pants. There before her was a scrawny ass and grey boxer shorts. Evelyn gasped and he boy turned around. He shot first and asked questions never. Evelyn was sent backward into the wall and her trunk, bird cage, and wand flew everywhere. However Evelyn was quick to recover. She didn't even need a wand; she just marched up to the half – dressed boy and hit him square in the jaw.

"There, now we're even." She said gathering her trunk and bird cage. The boy looked at her like she had an extra eye; he rubbed his jaw as he did this.

"What the hell was that for?" he asked.

"You hit me, I hit you. Quid pro quo." She replied, bending down to pick up her wand.

"You walked in on me changing. What should I've done, asked for admission?" he shot at her. Evelyn laughed.

"Don't flatter yourself; your ass isn't that fine. And put a shirt on." He glared at her as he zipped his pants and reached for his shirt. She put her trunk in the over head compartment and settled herself and her bird in the seat opposite him.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" he asked buttoning his shirt.

"This is the last free compartment, you're stuck with me buck – o. I'm Evelyn Blair." She said, extending her hand. He begrudgingly took it. Her grip was strong and he returned it.

"Snape. Severus Snape." He said.

"And thus a beautiful friendship was born." Evelyn said walking under Severus' arm as he held the tapestry out of the way. They were taking the short cut to his quarters.

"You know we could've gotten in so much trouble for that." Severus pointed out.

"Wouldn't've that been funny. If our students found out…" Evelyn laughed and Severus joined in on her mirth. They continued laughing all the way to his chambers. Their amusement now puffs of air in the chilly atmosphere. Even on the hottest of days the dungeons always managed to remain icy. Evelyn shivered next to him in her shorts and yellow tunic. She never could plan an outfit that would be good under every circumstance. With out a word Severus removed his jacket and draped it around her shoulders. She was practically swimming in it. But she pulled it close and thanked him with a wordless smile.

Two houses, both alike in dignity, at fair Hogwarts where we lay our scene. From ancient grudge breaks to new mutiny, where uncivil tongues make civil conversations unclean. From froth the fatal loins of these two foes, a pair of star – aligned friends live their lives; whose adventures euphoric uphold. Do nothing to burry their house's strife. The happy passage of their spirited friendship, And the continuance of their house's rivalry, which nothing could remove, not event their students' alliance Is now the seven years saunter of this school; The which if your impatient ears would shut up and listen, what there shall get, our lack of toil shall strive to not screw up.

"So Sev, what team do you rout for?" Evelyn said dryly as she looked around his room. The chamber was smothered in green, black, and silver.

"I'm the head of Slytherin house. Why can't I show my team spirit?" Severus replied offering her a chair by the fire which he lit with a flick of his dark wand.

"Remember when we were students, how much we hated biased teachers?" Severus gave her a look, but knew she was right. But the line was already drawn in the sand and he was too lazy to try to erase it, besides, he knew no one would believe him if he did.

"I stand by my house. You were a Slytherin too you know." Severus said taking the chair opposite her.

"That was an honorary position." Evelyn said.

"Right, I forgot you were a Hufflepuff by sortment. I can't believe you're proud of that." Severus shot back with a roll of his eyes.

"There is nothing wrong with being a Huff – puff, Snake boy. God it was dank down there wasn't it?"

"Excuse me; the common room was not dank. It was homey." Evelyn laughed.

"I like t'a froze my tits off waiting for you to let me in. Even with the password I couldn't get to you, usually, I still don't see the point in all the protection you guys put on your common room, hell, we never did that." It was Severus' turn to laugh.

"That was because you 'guys' were a bunch of idiots."

"You see, that's the attitude, there's no reason for the huffs to like you when you act like that"

"I met quite a bit of apprehension when ever I was in your house." He commented.

"Huffs don't do that much rule breaking. Not to mention you were a Slytherin." She replied.

"The Slytherins never paid any attention to you, which is interesting; we were all about secrets and separation. But they just loved you." There wasn't any sarcasm in his voice.

"And what's not to love?" Evelyn asked flashing her signature smile at him.

"That was a rhetorical question, right?" Severus said in a jesting manner.

"Do you have any idea how many rules we're breaking?" An empty room whispered.

"None, if we don't get caught. Now button up." Replied the same empty room. By an unknown force a large stone tile raised up reviling its secret, it was a trap door. For several moments nothing happened, and then the trap shut just as it had opened, with no sound and no hand.

As soon as the trap door was shut two third year students materialized. One was a tall, pale, skinny young man with grease black hair and a prominently hooked nose. The other was a girl, brunette hair falling past her butt; it was very straight and parted directly down the middle. She was smaller than her male friend. The boy walked about five paces and threw open the two large doors that covered the wall opposite the latter the two had just descended. The doors were not only large and made of very fine wood but also detailed with a beautiful stone inlay of snakes entwined in Celtic – like knots. The set in was of jade, the handles were also twisted like snakes and they were made of polished silver. The common room of the Slytherin house was just as magnificent as the doors leading into it. There was a little hall like entry leading to the main room; this entry had a massive corkboard along one wall. Upon it was all forms of notices, ranging in dates form the first of the year to the first of the month. The messages were about dates, school events, events in Hogsmead, events in London. It was an eclectic array of colors, text and arrangement. The room itself was large and circular with a majestic fireplace in the center of the room. All around the hearth were large and squishy looking leather chairs and couches. A few students were in the room, about seven total. They were noisy and didn't notice anyone but their friends at first. Then one – by – one they slowly noticed a stranger in their mitts. The room fell quiet. Severus could feel Evelyn's blush as she was stared at by seven pairs of eyes, fourteen orbs boarded into her. Taking in her house colors.

"What the hell Severus?" a troll looking fourth year said, Evelyn recognized him as Flint. That opened the flood gates; soon everyone was shouting their two cents worth about a Hufflepuff's presents at Severus. Evelyn was getting quite embarrassed and a little insulted, these feelings soon flipped intensity.

"I know why, Severus brought this sweet, pure young thing down hear." A particularly ugly seventh year boy said getting up from his seat and standing in front of Evelyn touching her face and neck. His thumb stroked her cheek as he said low things in her ear. Evelyn snapped.

"Trapa!" She spat glaring at the boy. He stumbled back pulling his wand but the spell was already working, slowly from the feet up his clothes began to change from robes to muggle apparel he was becoming monochromatic and dull, his wand was now a twig. The room fell silent again, for a different reason.

"I am neither sweet, nor innocent, nor pure. Don't fuck with me." Evelyn said looking around the room. They nodded as she smiled wickedly.

"Apart" with a click of her fingers and the utterance of these words the boy returned to normal, with a healthy fear instilled in him. The common room clapped and the classmates of hers that were there called her over.

"I loved you guys, I hope you realize that. I had way more fun in the dungeons than I did in the pantries." Evelyn said.

"You had some crazy friends ya know? There was me and Lucius, and then there was Remus…" Severus' voice sounded disgusted by using his name, like his tongue despised the way it fit upon it.

"It is not a crime to be a Gryffindor." Evelyn said lightly looking at her friend with a critical eye.

"It should be." Severus retorted.

"Now, now…"

"Don't you now, now me, Evie; name three non – assholes that belong to Gryffindork." Severus held up three challenging fingers.

"Fine, Albus, Minerva, and Hagrid." She said. Severus looked disappointed at the loss of his wager.

"They still don't counter act the others." He said defiantly. His eyes darkened at the memory of his arch – enemies.

Evelyn sat in the library finishing her ancient Runes homework, waiting for Severus; they were supposed to go to Hogsmead together.

"So, Evie," a voice behind her said, it was James Potter, "what'cha doing this afternoon?" Evelyn turned to look at him; he was giving her a cocky little smile.

"Nothing." She said she really didn't care for James; he was too egotistical for her taste. His friends were an odd bunch too. Sirius was exactly like James, Peter was a little wimp, Remus was the only Marauder that Evelyn could stand, although Lilly Evens was nice.

"Well then you'd accompany me to Hogsmead then, wouldn't you." He said, Evelyn shook her head.

"I really can't, I have a lot of homework you see…" Severus was never one for good timing, but this was particularly bad.

"Oy, Evie, ready to go?" James looked at him, then at Evelyn.

"Oh, I see, going with Snivillus." Evelyn stood and shoved her things into her bag. "Well I could change your mind." James said, placing his hand on her lower back, uncomfortably close to her ass. Severus saw this.

"Hey, let her alone Potter." He said, taking a step closer.

"Oh, I see, she's your girlfriend, grease boy, well, well. Hey, Sirius, Sniv, here has a girlfriend." This was too much for Severus, and he threw a punch. It his James square on the kisser. However Sirius hit Severus there too. Evelyn was pushed to the side of the whirling ball of fists. She could see Severus being held while James threw cheep shouts and him, both with and with out the use of his fists.

"STOP IT." Evelyn shouted at them, "Guys, cut it out." But they paid no attention to her. Until she whipped out her wand. Muttering a charm she body – bound James and Sirius. Hurrying forward she gabbed Severus and her bag and drug both of them out of the library, she left the two marauders still frozen.

"That really wasn't necessary Sev." Evelyn said later when they were sitting in the Hufflepuff common room; Evelyn was examining the many bruises and such that were coloring Severus' face.

"He was being an asshole." Severus said, wincing as she touched a practically ugly mark.

"That was a very gentlemanly thing to do, granted, but I can take care of myself." Evelyn said wincing at his pain and the fact she had caused it.

"I'm sorry, but the way he was talking to you…" Severus said, Evelyn cut him off.

"Not everything requires an act of violence to be solved. But I appreciate it." Evelyn smile and so did Severus.

Severus had always been a great friend for her. She truly appreciated every second of time they spent together.

"You were always a thorn in their side." She commented, although it was the only thing she said on the matter. The look in Severus' eyes frightened her a bit. She tried to change the subject.

"So the poker league still up and running?" She asked.

"Nope, Euro Vegas ended with out era." Severus said softening again.

"So you went where for summer vacation?" Lucius asked looking doubtfully at Evelyn and the muggle playing cards in her had.

"Las Vegas, it's this little American muggle place. You could either loose your money gambling or by have cheep, meaningless, and illegal sex with a prostitute." Evelyn replied.

"Muggle America. Stupid, fat, and dress badly?" Severus said.

"Only some of them. There were also some really, really hott guys there too." Evelyn said.

"Don't tell me you like mud – bloods." Lucius said, quickly, like Evelyn had just screamed, 'God fuck the Queen.'

"I treat them like bees. They deserve to live, but I don't bother them and they don't bother me. Now can we play cards?" Evelyn didn't want to get into a morality debate in the Slytherin boy's dormitory on a Friday night.

"Fine. What are we playing?" Severus said, he too saw the oddity of a morality debate as they broke about fifty school rules.

"I heard about this game, strip poker, where the plays put in one article of clothing, then they play cards, the winner of the hand gets to keep the clothing for other rounds. You play until someone ends up naked, then they drop out and you keep playing until there is only one person with clothing left in the game." Evelyn told them, she saw the light in both their eyes come on full and strong.

"Sounds fabulous." Lucius said.

"Aw, fuck." Evelyn said looking at her friend's cards. She was down to her shirt, skirt, and underwear having never won a round yet that night. Severus wasn't in too good of shape either. He was sitting with out his shirt and only a two pair to his name. Lucius had a mountain of clothes next to him, he had only lost his tie the whole time. And he was holding a Royal flush. Evelyn laid out her crummy hand of "jack shit". Lucius won easily again.

"Place your bets…losers." He told his friends, with great showmanship he laid Evelyn's tie in the center of their circle. Severus begrudgingly threw in one of his socks, but Evelyn only had three things remotely modest to throw in. Standing she slid her skirt over her hips and laid it in the center. As she did this the boys that doted the room, along with her friends let out wolf whistles and howls.

"Shut the fuck up." Evelyn spat.

"Knocking!" Came a voice outside the door. Professor Hurst, the head of Slytherin house was outside the door. In a flash Evelyn had dived under Severus' bed, the boys barely had time to hide her clothes before the 'well rounded' older man entered the room. "I thought I heard a commotion. Everything alright in here?" Once Professor Hurst was assured that everything was just fine, he left and Evelyn was able to crawl out from under the bed.

"I better get outta here. With my luck I'd be naked and unable to hide when Hurst walks in next time." The room had to agree, although they were disappointed when she slipped her skirt back on.

"If you can assure me that no teacher or authority figure will walk in, then perhaps you'll get a show. Until then, I'll say good night."

"We could've gotten thrown out for that." Severus said.

"They'd probably think it was an orgy." Agreed Evelyn, smiling. "Those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end." The pair fell into silence for a while.

"You really weren't looking for the friar were you?" Severus said in more of a statement form than anything else. Evelyn could never lie to him.

"No I was looking for you. Dumbledore said your name as I just about ran down the stairs then and there."

"I can't believe I didn't recognize you." He said a mixture of shame and disgust in his voice.

"Now Severus, if I didn't know you were the same going down there I would've never recognized you. We've grown, we've changed."

"I still should 'a known…" He was determined to be blamed.

"It's not your fault, it's not mine, the only fault is that of father time's." And Evelyn was determined to change his mind.

"What happened to us? We promised we'd always write. The next thing we know we have grey hair, a job, and I have to dig through an annual and my pensive to remember you." Severus said.

"I do not have grey hair. And we said lots of things. But how many did we keep?" Evelyn said switching from humor to serious.

They had made it. This day was graduation; the class of 1978 had made it through their education at Hogwarts. The diplomas had been handed out, wands had been thrown in the air, and photos had been taken; now it was down exchanging addresses as well as hugs. Evelyn had finished scribbling her address on a piece of parchment and was completely teary eyed. She was down to the last of her friends, the one she would miss the most. Severus looked at her and took her address. As soon as he had tucked the note safely into his trousers pocket she flung her arms around his neck and broke down. She was sobbing into his shoulder and he was sobbing into hers. They held each other for a while before finally they released. Her mother and sisters were coming and soon she would be leaving. Their partings were always sad, but this was a tragedy, they might never see each other again, never speak. But of course that would never happen; they were too good of friends for that to happen. Her family was upon them and with a final good – bye she pressed a kiss to his cheek and squeezed his hand, then she left, she didn't turn around, although she wanted to and so did he.

Later that day, Severus was sitting in his room looking through his annual, seeing what his peers had written, not only under their picture, but in the signature pages. There filling a full page was Evelyn's handwriting in her personal lime green ink.

Severus,

You should know by now that I suck at saying good – bye. I don't know what exactly to say; we had a great seven years didn't we. Looking back I can't believe what all we did. I had a blast. And I want you to know that I have no regrets, and that I love you, you're the best friend a girl could ask for. I really want to stay in touch; I hope that we can write often. I promise I will never forget you and never be too busy for you. God this is sappy, I'm sorry, but please, look back on this and smile.

Love,

Evelyn 'The Blair witch'

P.S. Forget regret or life is yours to miss.

Severus smiled and continued his reading; he would always remember Evelyn Blair.

Evelyn sat in her compartment on the train nose stuck in her friends parting words. Surprisingly Severus had written something, he had often remarked upon her sentimental nature.

Evie,

You've rubbed off on me, I'm all emotional. I can't believe this is our final good – bye. We've made so much history. What a gruesome twosome we were, I hope we go down in Hogwarts lore. I had a wonderful seven years. I hope we have another seven million more. I promise I'll write all the time, we can't have you out of the loop can we? You were the best, worst, and everything in between, if you ever need anything, don't think just call on me.

Love,

Sevvie – Kins

Evelyn and Severus exchanged smiles and she rose to go, it was getting ungodly late, she removed Severus' jacket and they walked back to her room.

"We never saw it coming." Evelyn commented looking around at the world, they were teachers; they were old, calm and so on. Long gone were the seventies and their freedoms. Severus smiled reading her mind.

"We may be gray, but I have a feeling that we will never be like our teachers." This was their parting thought. She entered her room and he left for his.

A/N: It's me again. Anyway... this chapter contains a parody of the prologue of 'The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet." I used total opposite ideas and word meaning. It's not meant to be coherent. I also used a spell from Halloweentown II, I know I'm an idiot, but it's a fun spell. Trapa, turns the victim grey, a mocking version of a muggle where they cannot use any form of magic or comprehend it, it also makes them totally lame. If in effect for too long the effects become permanent. The spell is formally known as the Grey spell, I imagine it'd be illegal in Hogwarts for obvious reasons.