Title: Innocent Ideas
Author: Nesma
Disclaimer: I, obviously, do not own Harry Potter or the characters, all that goes to JKRowling.
Summary: It's hard to predict the results of words and actions at such a young age. It's difficult to fathom that an idea formed without much logic or reasons at a young age will carry on through to adulthood. It's terrifying and exhilarating that the ideas and stories from childhood have such curious results in adulthood. And this could be no truer than with the case of Lily and Petunia Evans and Severus Snape.
A/N: Oh, how I love to write about Severus! Hope you're all having a fun and fabulous weekend!
Severus Snape enjoyed the Slytherin common room. He enjoyed the quiet scratching of quills or the intelligent (and frankly networking) type of conversations that were carried around him. He enjoyed having people, hell, friends that understood his disgust (at times) with muggles. Though he always felt uneasy once the topic turned to muggle-borns.
"Honestly, if I were Dumbledore, I wouldn't even let them in the school." Drawled a Lucius Malfoy as he lazily crossed his legs and gave a dismissive look towards the fire. "They just don't fit in. You know? So confused over the simplest of things." He continued.
And there was bursts of laughter and a shouting match among the few around the fire.
"Oh! Malfoy! Remember when Mitchell was confused about the portraits?"
"Nah, don't you remember when Isabella from Ravenclaw screamed the first time she heard someone apperate?!"
And it went on. For hours at a time and it would always end with the Slytherins clutching their stomach with tears streaming down their face. It was times like these that Severus stayed quiet and concentrated very hard on his homework. His face flushing at times when he knew Lily could have easily been switched with any of these other characters.
"You're friends with one of them though, aren't you Severus?" Malfoy accused suddenly, turning his piercing gaze on Severus who froze.
"Well, I mean, I've known her for a while…" Severus stammered, afraid to defend his first friend to someone who has acted like a mentor for him.
Lucius rolled his eyes. "Well, if you know what's good for you and if you want to reach certain levels… you may want to reconsider your friendship with that mudblood." He drawled as Malfoy's fan club nodded with much agreement.
And for a second, Severus felt that twinge of guilt. The guilt that he wasn't defending Lily or her talents or even her family. That he should defend her after all the times they've hung out and the friendship that she has offered.
But it passed because Severus wasn't sorted into Gryffindor for a reason at the age of eleven and the idea of being part of a movement; anything really, was more appealing than having one friend in Gryffindor. Severus' courage would come later, but at that moment, he merely nodded his head like he was supposed to do and got back to his homework and tried very hard not to hear the comment, "Though, she is quite pretty for a girl with her background…"