How Do I Look?
Reveiw Response
thnku4thevenom: Here it is, nice and quickly. Enjoy!
Ch. 3: Just a Kid
Maybe I'm just a kid,
Maybe I just don't fit in…
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody,
Has to do something they don't wanna do,
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody,
Has to do something. Why's that true?
-Just a Kid by Wilco
Snape had been waiting until after his date with Gordy to do what he had wanted to do after he saw what Sirius had done to him. It hadn't helped that Sirius had made a complete fool of him in potions class and either, though technically, that wasn't Sirius' fault-he was just awful at potions. But really, he had single-handedly chopped his potions reputation, that took years (well…at least a couple of days) to establish in less than an hour!
Anyway, when he was absolutely positive that everyone was fast asleep(which may have been due to the fact that he had drugged them all earlier that night) he picked up his wand and a pair of scissors(A/n: I was under the impression that wands could cut things, but I put the scissors in there for clarification…) and marched into the bathroom with the intention of chopping something of Sirius' to bits(however wrong that sounds…) and maybe dying it a nice shade of yellow. Or green. Or perhaps violet. "How about you take credit for this," Snape muttered angrily as he randomly cut of pieces of Sirius' once perfect hair.
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Severus Orion Snape was a morning person. This was a good thing because Sirius was too, and people in his dorm were accustomed to Sirius' body being up well before theirs were. As of 6:00 Wednesday morning neither Snape nor Sirius' acting skills had been tested, but Snape's were about to be. When he woke up and looked in the mirror, he had to pretend to be horrified about something he was absolutely delighted with. He put on an excellent performance though that ended with him fainting.
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Sirius Sadalmelik Black was a morning person. This came in handy when he had to take up all the hot water in the entire school in his shower before anyone else could get there hands on it. But there was absolutely no way he was ever taking a shower in Snape's body ever again. It had been a horrible first experience and he wasn't keen on trying it again. Instead he dragged himself out of bed and changed with his eyes glued to the ceiling then went to the Great Hall to pace until normal people who woke up at normal times came down for breakfast.
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"Mr. Black, why on Earth are you wearing a hood?" Professor McGonagall demanded.
"Bad hair day."
"Well that's no excuse, take it off!"
"I can't, Professor," Snape protested earnestly, knowing she would make him. He was not at all surprised when she took it off herself, though someone was…
Sirius, who had been glaring at his former self angrily, nearly had a heart attack when he saw his former head. His hair was electric purple with hot pink stripes-or was it hot pink with electric purple stripes?-and cut viscously cut in random places. As soon as Snape had the opportunity, he put the hood back up, but somehow he managed to make sure the whole Great Hall saw it. There had to be an art to that. Sirius was sadly unable to scream like a little girl as that would look just a little suspicious. Instead he fled the Hall hoping that made him look guilty or something.
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Classes could have been worse. Of course they could have been a lot better, but they also could have been much worse. Sirius didn't have to pretend to be stupid or anything because Snape wasn't better than him in anything but Potions. Snape happened to be a lot better than Sirius at Potions, but Sirius just told Professor Slughorn he wasn't feeling well and Slughorn didn't mind because Snape was one of his "personal favorites". But despite those facts, Sirius was overjoyed that classes were over for the day and he was free to sit in a chair in front of the fire, even if it was in the Slytherin Common Room.
Sirius was haooily enjoying his moment of peace when it was rudely interrupted by someone calling his name. Well it wasn't his name it was Snape's name, and it was more of a whine than a call, but same difference. Already hating the person who had dared interrupt his almost sort of just about okay-ness, he turned around to see who it was. Then he groaned in recognition as he saw the rather bruised face of his baby brother. "What'd you do with your face, Reggie, in looks nice."
"Sirius and Potter did it,' Regulus whined, sitting in a chair next to Sirius' and pouting.
"Finally did something right," Sirius muttered. Regulus stared at him unhappily. "That really isn't attractive, Reggie."
For some reason, Regulus blushed and stopped his pouting with an effort. "Why are they always mean to me, Severus?" he asked, still whining.
"It might that they hate that annoying whiny voice of yours!"
"Sorry," Regulus said in a non-whiny voice.
"It also may have to do with the fact that you're an annoying, snot-nosed, stupid ass prat. But maybe it has nothing to do with that."
"Why are you so mean to me Severus? I've never done anything to you!"
"Well, it's more the fact that you exist if you know what I mean," Sirius said falling back on James' fallback excuse. "Besides the above stated reasons, of course."
Regulus looked at Sirius like he was going to cry. "I try to be good for you," he said miserably. "I try to do what you ask, but you still act like I'm just some annoying two-year old you have to baby-sit. What is wrong with you?" Regulus demanded, crying now. After his speech he stormed up to the Boys' Dorm leaving Sirius slightly confused, but very happy to have him gone.
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A/n: Okay, later on there's going to be some mild slash, but the funny kind of weird slash, and absolutely NO action, especially seeing as Sirius is occupying the body of his brother's love. Just thought I'd let you know.