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Chapter Six

The rest of the week passed in agony. I couldn't concentrate in want of knowing what my mother wanted to have asked me to go to Hogsmeade on Saturday. Still, I managed to scrape by with high scores in everything that I studied in.

When Friday's classes ended, I hurried towards the dungeons to get to the dormitory as quickly as I could. I wanted to finish my homework as fast as I could so I wouldn't have to worry about it the rest of the weekend.

"Hey, Snivelous, wait up! What's your hurry?" a voice cried out from behind me.

I growled as I turned angrily around to face James, Sirius, and somewhat behind, Remus. I had enough of their endless taunting and had to do something before I went crazy. Dropping my bag, I pulled out my wand from my robes.

"My name isn't Snivelous," I shouted at them.

"Oh, what, is poor old Snivelers tired of bullies?" Sirius asked in a high-pitched voice.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a small crowd of people gathering around us. This was just great. Now I had witnesses who would no doubt talk about it with their friends and spread even more rumors about me, while I, Severus Snape, would probably be expelled forever and forced to live in shame with my parents.

"Move out the way, I said get," a voice suddenly shouted, and I sighed with relief when I saw that it was Lucius. Rely on him to watch my back for me.

Finally, Lucius managed to push through the crowd and stand beside me, his glare inevitable as James and Sirius glared back. I could see that even with their defiant stares, I could see that they were squirming nervously. Even though he was eleven, Lucius seemed to demand respect. I wish I had such a power.

"What do you think you are, Malfoy, Snivelous' personal guard?" Sirius asked, laughing and everybody joined in with him.

Lucius narrowed his eyes. "So what if I am, blood traitor? At least Snape's a pureblood and is proud of it, like the rest of us. Maybe we should learn a little 'bout respect, shall we?"

"Is there a problem here, boys? I don't think you wish to be fighting here, you'll get detentions if you're all lucky," a voice said behind us.

I turned around and inwardly groaned. It was Argus Filch, the caretaker. It was common knowledge that he was a Squib, but was allowed to come and take care of Hogwarts despite his lack of magic. Maybe that was why he was so nasty all the time because the students could do magic and he couldn't and he had to see it every day.

"No, Mr. Filch, we weren't fighting. We were just having a little chat," Lucius exclaimed, "nothing more. Let's go, Severus, I need help on my Potions homework."

"He can't," Filch sneered. "His toad of a mother wants to see him in Hogsmeade and that's why he has special permission to go with the third years and older today. If I were the headmaster I wouldn't have allowed him to go. But then again, the headmaster's influenced by Dumbledore."

"Ah-ha!" I exclaimed, "so that's why my mother seemed so happy in her last letter."

"Unfortunately, yes," Filch said. "I knew your mother when she was at Hogwarts, we grew up together. Nice old bat, isn't she?"

Now it was my turn to narrow my eyes in anger. There was one thing to bully me, but my mother was another thing, despite how much I loathed her for marrying a Muggle.

"I would appreciate if you do not insult my mother, Squib," I hissed and I turned on my heel to head out the door, but I felt his scruffy hand grab the scruff of my neck and I struggled against it hopelessly.

"Oh, I don't think so, I believe that calls for a detention, Snape," Filch growled with pleasure. "I'll have to take you up to your Head of the House and tell him what you just said."

"Get off me, you dirty mange," I growled.

"I would just shut up if I were you and accept your fate, you," Filch growled, "your in enough trouble already."

And with that, Filch dragged me away as Sirius and James snickering with everybody else, Lucius staring after Filch and I in disbelief. This was great, now my mother would wonder what happened to me and when she finds out, she was going to have a field day yelling at me. As I thought this, Filch and I disappeared from the Great Hall. I only hoped that I wouldn't get into too much trouble.

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Author's Note: Well, everyone, here's chapter six. Sorry for the delay in updating, you people don't know how much I've been busy. And today and yesterday I've had snow delays, but obviously I didn't get much done in fanfiction wise. But here I am finally updating and I hope you all enjoy. Keep reading and reviewing and I'll keep writing. Happy holidays to all.