A/N: So I did a major overhaul of my story. This chapter will mark the end of my first book on Severus Snape's life. In this chapter I'll put the prologue to my second book, which can be found on my profile. I know this was a short book, but there isn't that much to tell about his everyday Muggle life, especially not as a child (if you haven't noticed yet, I'm terrible at writing (young) children). The Hogwarts years will be much more interesting. I hope. Anyhow, here is the prologue to Severus Snape: the Hogwarts years.

It was morning at Spinner's End, the a long row of brick houses that had once been built for the workers of the Mill. The Mill had closed down years ago, but many people still lived there, commuting to nearby towns and cities for work. One of the families living there, were the Snapes. They lived in the final house of the row, and they were a peculiar little family. The family, the three of them, were eating breakfast on the small table that stood in their tiny kitchen.

"When are we getting my wand?" the youngest member of the family, a tiny boy with a sullen face and long, greasy unwashed hair, asked as he was gobbling up on his porridge. In any other house, this breakfast conversation would be considered strange, but not in this one. In this house, it was quite normal, although the man of the house, a big man with a hooked nose his son had clearly inherited from him, wouldn't have talk of the subject most of the days.

But this wasn't most of the days. The young boy, Severus Snape, had received an acceptance letter to a school to learn how to use magic just a short while ago, and he couldn't wait to go. Because the boy was a wizard, and magic was real. He had inherited this magic from his mother, Eileen Prince.

But Hogwarts would be far from the first time for him to learn magic. He had been learning and practicing his magic skills for as long as he could remember. He had discovered his mother's old textbooks as a young child, and had been using them ever since. He had even caused a girl to lose her hair and an entire outbreak of Conjunctivitis was on his name as well.

He could do all this not because his mother approved of it, but more because she couldn't care less. Although she had at first been hesitant to let him practice, now he had been carrying her wand with her for a long time, and as long as he stayed away from what she deemed Dark Magic, he was free to use it.

Not that he did that, of course. His mother was often either at work, or asleep. They barely spoke and sometimes it felt like she had forgotten she had a son at all. She usually didn't notice him practising, even if it was so-called Dark Magic, which was his favourite kind. Not just because it was out of bounds, but mostly because he admired the creativity in it.

Tobias, Severus' father, wasn't mad at the question about when he would get his own wand. Which was a pleasant change. He wasn't reliable, this man. Sometimes he would act all nice for months just to come back and beat up his son and wife the next day. He had been unemployed for most of Severus' life, spending most of the money his wife made on alcohol down at the local pub instead of on necessities such as clothes for his son, or food. Severus was pretty much raising himself, and he enjoyed a lot of freedom, as long as he didn't do anything to make his parents angry.

Sometimes it wasn't even that he did anything wrong, really. Sometimes his father would come home drunk and he would think Severus looked at him funny, or too long, or just that he was in his way or existed.

His mother had gotten up from the table and left the room. She had once led a glamorous life, but cheated on her pureblood husband with this Muggle man, much to Severus' dismay. Severus didn't like Muggles. His father was a terrible man, and the students and staff at his old Muggle Primary weren't much better.

There was one girl in the entire town who cared about him. The Muggleborn Lily Evans. And her parents were alright, too. The rest of the town, including his parents, seemed to hate his guts.

"I believe this money will suffice fora train ticket to London and enough to pay for a wand. Do make sure to exchange them to Galleons first," his mother said as she came back into the room, holding a small handful of money. "Do you know where the train station is? And where to find Diagon Alley?"

He mumbled a yes in response and took the money. It was best if he left quickly, before his father changed his mind on not minding the conversation today. He was seemingly focused very much on his porridge, ignoring his wife and son.

Severus took his coat and left the house. His clothes were mismatched and either too big or too small. He didn't have many clothes, and those he had were often old ones of his parents'. He didn't mind so much, but he knew others did, and he was very ashamed he didn't have anything better.

He passed by the Evanses on his way to the train station, and he saw they were getting into the car. He hurried over to see what it was all about.

The Evanses were nice, except for Petunia. Petunia was the sister of Lily, his best and only friend, and the most horrible girl he had ever met in his life.

He asked them what was going on, and they explained to him they were on their way you Diagon Alley, as a professor had explained to them when they got the news Lily was a witch.

That news hadn't come as a surprise to them, as Severus had explained it to them many years before. But he could tell they were still proud as ever of Lily. As they should be.

After some persuading from Lily, he joined the Evanses on their trip to London, the first time he would ever leave the town of Cokeworth in his life.

Getting to London took quite long, and Severus was introduced to several car games before they finally got there.

After they had arrived and parked the car on a nearby parking lot, they were walking down Charing Cross Road, looking for a pub called 'The Leaky Cauldron'.

This was harder than it seems since two of them were Muggles, thus unable to see the place, and none of them had ever even been to London before, let alone the Leaky Cauldron.

But after walking up and down the street a few times, Lily pointed at a pub that seemed as old as time itself. Confident in her decision that this was the pub they were looking for, they entered. It was completely deserted, except for a barman who was cleaning the tables and looked up with excitement at the new visitors.

"Would you like something to drink? Eat?"

"No, we, er, we were told diagonally was here?" Mr Evans told the man.

"Diagon Alley? Ah, yes, it's right through that door. Allow me." They followed him outside and watched as he pulled out his wand and tapped the brick wall, which then made a gateway to Diagon Alley.

Diagon Alley was every bit as magical as he had read and wanted it to be. It was fully cobblestoned, but in a different, more pleasant way than the street back home, and there were many different shops which were all selling completely different things than anything he had ever seen before in the Muggle world.

Lily had gotten out her Hogwarts letter and skimmed the supplies list while Mr and Mrs Evans were staring at the different people and shops and clothes and, well, everything, that Diagon Alley had to offer. Severus only needed a wand, because his mother had already given him all her old stuff, and checked it with the supply list. Although some books were a little outdated, it should be good enough, so all he needed was his own wand.

Lily was already walking in the direction of a shop, but Severus quickly stopped her.

"We need to change our money first," he reminded her. "Let's go to Gringotts'."

They walked through Diagon Alley, unsure where they exactly needed to be, but everyone followed Severus. Somehow they thought he would know this. Well, it might come as a shock, but he'd never been there before!

He still managed to get them to Gringotts, though, but that was only because the building wasn't exactly small. They entered and Severus' knowledge didn't reach as far as to know where they could exchange their Muggle money for the Wizarding currency.

They stood for a while, uncertain of what to do, when they were met by a pale, rich looking teenager with long white blonde hair. He saw them standing there and asked: "What are you doing?"

Severus answered him. "We don't know where to exchange Muggle money." he hoped the guy could help. The rich teenager seemed annoyed but told them to follow him, so they did. He stopped in front of a desk where a goblin was at work. The goblin looked up.

"Ah... Mr. Malfoy, what... strange... seeing you at Muggle Exchange."

"I'm not here for myself. These Muggles need your help," the teen, Malfoy, sneered, and pointed at them before walking away. The goblin looked over his desk and saw them standing there.

"How muchdo you wish to exchange?" he asked them, and they all looked doubtful. They had no idea what the exchange rates were. Finally they settled with asking the goblin how muchwas needed for the school list and they'd handed over the right amount of money.

Severus only needed seven Galleons so he was done quickly, though he exchanged the money he got for the train ride as well, just in case. But Lily needed all the things on the list, so that was quite a lot of gold she got, and she was amazed by the amount, especially since she had never handled wizarding currency before.

Neither had Severus, but he had read a whole lot about it, so he wasn't as new to it as she were.

But now that was out of the way the Evanses went shopping for books. Severus joined them, hoping he would maybe find a book he liked. He quickly found out he wasn't likely to succeed at that in Diagon Alley, since everything he saw was not what he was looking for. The books were all about defeating the Dark Arts, not about performing them. And that was what he was looking for.

Because if you don't know the Dark Arts, how can you defend yourself against them, was the reasoning he had ready if anyone were to ask. His mother's reaction to him using it had given him more than enough knowledge to know the subject shouldn't be treated lightly and excuses like that would come in handy. But the truth was he just liked it. Simple as that.

They spent the entire day shopping for Lily and finally, after she'd gotten her wand, it was his turn. He stepped inside Ollivander's shop and told him he came for a wand.

"It seems only yesterday your mother was here herself... Ten inches, pliable. Made of Elm wood with a fine Phoenix core, quite powerful..." Ollivander's voice trailed off. "Right, a wand. What is your wand arm?"

Severus held out his right arm as Ollivander got silver tape measure and it measured Severus' arm, but also weird places like his knees and head. Meanwhile Ollivander was searching through boxes of wands and he told Severus about the different types of cores. After about a minute he came back and told the tape to stop.

"Try this one, Mr Snape. Pine wood, Unicorn hair. Ten inches, and quite bendy." Severus waved it around but it didn't have the same feeling his mother's had. And his doubt had been proven right since Ollivander took it back (and a lamp had shattered, which was quite a big hint as well).

"Perhaps this one is better suited. Hornbeam and Dragon Heartstring, eleven inches, inflexible." Again Severus waved it around and though it was better, it still didn't feel 'his' the way his mother's had, even though that wand definitely wasn't his. Ollivander took this one away too, after his ladder flew around the room.

He came back with another wand. Severus felt something stir as the wand approached him. He was handed the wand, Hawthorn wood with a Dragon Heartstring core, he was told, and he felt a warmth coming from the wand, spreading through his body. He raised his hand and waved the wand and Ollivander seemed satisfied.

Severus was, too. This wand felt nothing like his mother's. Now he knew, felt, the power this wand carried, the strength he noticed it possessed, he could never go back to using another's wand. He paid Ollivander the seven Galleons and went outside the shop, still admiring his wand. It was beautiful.

He couldn't take his eyes off the wand. He wanted nothing more than to test it, use it, practice with it.

He went back to Lily excitedly."Look, Lily, look!!" he showed her."I got my own wand and it is amazing! Oh, the things I'll do with this wand! I'll do great things, I'm sure of it. I've practiced so much with my mum's, I have to be amazing with this one in comparison. I'll be the top of the class with this thing!" he rambled on. He loved his wand and wished he had always had it.

They decided to get some food at the Leaky Cauldron before they would return to Cokeworth. Severus considered this to be, quite likely, the best day he had had in... forever.

They returned home not long after. The car ride was silent, but not uncomfortably so. He was tired. Today had been a great day. He fell asleep during the drive back, only to be woken up by Lily's soft nudges when they got back.

"Sev? Severus?"

He stirred. He had been dreaming. He had been dreaming about the future. About Hogwarts. About himself and Lily, every day, together, having fun. It was a lovely dream and he hated that it had to end.

"Severus, wake up, we're back!"

He opened his eyes slowly and groaned.

"Good morning!" Lily grinned."We're home again."

He sat up and wiped his eyes. That was the best sleep he had had in years.

"Dad says you can come in for hot chocolate! If you want to?"

His eyes widened. Hot chocolate?? Of course he wanted that! He was wide awake and practically jumped out of the car before speeding inside where Mrs. Evans was already making hot chocolate in the kitchen.

Unfortunately, Petunia was there too, but he didn't mind. Of course he preferred it if she wasn't there, but he could understand why she was. It was her house, after all.

He gratefully accepted the hot chocolate from Mrs. Evans and sipped it slowly. It was the best hot chocolate he had ever tasted.

Afterwards it was really time to go home for him. He wished he didn't have to, because he didn't want to face his father. He wasn't sure what mood he would be in. But there was no other option for him than to go, so he went.

He lay in bed barely able to sleep as he was too excited about leaving for Hogwarts. He could not help thinking about it. It was all there was on his mind. Nothing more. Not even Lily. Just Hogwarts.He was counting down the hours to when he would get going to Hogwarts. Tomorrow at eleven o'clock it would finally be so far. He would finally go. He could not wait for that moment to be here. It would be amazing.

Hogwarts would be like home.Hogwarts would be his home.