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A Teenaged Snape?
After an appalling hour with whom Severus had now begun calling 'good ole Professor Jackass' (if only to himself), Severus, Charlotte, Hermione, Eric, Harry, and Ron made their way down to the school courtyard for their review flying lessons. As first years, they had had flying lessons once every week, but as the years had gone by, the number of lessons a year lessened. Since there was little they could learn now in their Seventh year, all review lessons were for was to keep them aware of the dangers of flying and to maintain their skills.
"Ron, let's go get our brooms," said Harry, "Sev, Eric, do either of you have any brooms?" Both Severus and Eric nodded. Severus actually did own a broom, a first-rate one in his opinion. A man who enjoyed the sport of Quidditch and a referee himself of the sport, owned a Firebolt, if anyone could believe it. Actually, with Firebolt's new model this year, the Firebolt A-1, it was a bit outdated. The Firebolt was about 50 mph slower than the A-1, who could reach speeds of up to 200 mph. Anyone who actually owned an A-1 was usually called suicidal. Not only was it suicide to handle, it was suicide with the price.
Money was not a problem for Severus, since he had an enormous fortune he could find no use for, but he was not going to blow it pointlessly on a toy. The Firebolt A-1 was bordering half a million galleons. Okay, so Severus had no actually living expenses at Hogwarts, with free rooming and meals, aside from his usual purchase of books and various ingredients unrelated to his work at Hogwarts, but still, Severus was not a wasteful person.
Severus quickly gave Sir Winston the password to the Head Dorm, and made his way up to his room. Opening the door, he noticed an oddly shaped package lying on his bed. The Head Boy eyed the package suspiciously, as he took out his wand as he unwrapped it to reveal...
Severus's eyes widened as big as tennis balls. Sitting before him, was a brand new Firebolt A-1! Severus, as excited ad what he was, a giddy teenager, picked up the broom and ran his hands down its smooth surface.
'Who left this for me?' thought Severus, as he picked up the little card that came with it.
For the new Head Boy:
Enjoy what you deserve, Severus.
Sincerely, an Old Friend
Severus shrugged as he elatedly ran back to the school courtyard with the new A-1 in his arms. He had to test it as soon as he could. He soon spotted his friends…
'Wait!' Severus thought, as he stopped in his tracks, 'Friends? When did my annoying students become friends?' Severus quickly shook the thought from his head as he saw Charlotte coming towards him, as well as Harry and Ron.
"Holy Cricket, Sev! Is that a Firebolt A-1?" exclaimed Harry, as he examined the broom with great interest. Ron looked like he was about to pass out. Severus nodded. Charlotte smiled as Severus mounted the broom and offered his hand to her, which she took without hesitation. As soon as she was seated in front of Severus, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to his warm body.
Hermione, who had made her way to all the commotion, felt her heart drop as she watched Severus and Charlotte. Severus had a warm smile on his face and Charlotte's delicate features were besmirched with an arrogant smirk as they lifted off the ground and flew off. She stared at the couple as Severus rested his head on his girl's shoulder, letting her steer. Hermione hardly noticed that a tear ran down her cheek. She wished with all of heart that she was in Charlotte's place instead.
'No! You can't think like this, Hermione!' Hermione yelled at herself in her mind, 'You have Eric! You're not interested in him!'
'Who do you mean when you say him?' thought another voice in Hermione's head.
She soon spotted Eric returning with his broomstick, a Nimbus 2001. Hermione also noticed that Madam Hooch and the rest of the class were heading towards them. Finally noticing the tear, the Head Girl quickly wiped it away with the sleeve of her school robes.
"Mr. Snape! Ms. Rowling! Get down this in-" Madam Hooch was about the continue her orders, when she noticed just exactly the couple was riding. The rest of the students noticed as well as Severus and Charlotte landed in front of their shocked teacher.
"Is that your A-1, Mr. Snape?" asked Madam Hooch with wide eyes. The class followed suit with the expression as Severus nodded.
"Yeah, it's Sev's," said Charlotte, patting the broom she sat on, "top of the line they say." Hermione glared at the girl for her arrogance and bragging.
"Well, then," Madam Hooch said turning to the rest of the class,
"Let's get started. Everyone mount your brooms." Hermione was glad at this part of flying lessons. Even though she was always scared of flying, she knew this would mean that Charlotte would have to ride her own broom, a Nimbus 2001 like her brother's.
After everyone had mounted their brooms, Madam Hooch had given them the signal to start flying. Hermione, mounted on Eric's broom, watched Severus as he zigged through the air 45 feet above her. She would have followed him, but she already considered herself brave enough 50 feet above the ground. Hermione let a smile cross her lips as she watched Charlotte from below having some trouble getting up into the air.
Hermione did not notice that she had placed her hand on her robes draped over the broom handle. She was just turned her head back up to look at Severus, when all of a sudden her hand slipped causing her to lose balance, scrapping her leg on the broom's rugged corners as she fell off of it. Hermione screamed as she fell through the air towards her death.
Meanwhile, Severus was darting through the air when he heard a blood-curdling scream. Alarmed, Severus glanced down noticing Hermione falling at a fast pace. His heart nearly stopped as he charged down as fast as he could towards the girl.
'Come on, faster! Faster!' he thought as sweat began to form on his brow. He could hear her faithful friends, Potter, Weasley, and Rowling, screaming her name, as they were too far to even attempt to save her. He, being the closets, would have to catch her... if he could.
Hermione was falling further and further. She knew this was it. Her life was wasted over her clumsiness. 17 years wasted for one stupid little mistake. The ground was only 5 feet away now. Hermione closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself, preparing herself for the impact that would surely kill her.
But Hermione never reached the ground, as someone grabbed her just before she hit the ground. She felt an arm snake around her waist trying to keep her from falling off the broom, pulling her body close to the person's self.
'Eric?' thought Hermione. The Head Girl opened her eye's to see that her face was only an inch away from Severus Snape's own face.
"Severus?" she said suddenly. Severus, who had been concentrating on where they were going, was startled as he accidentally pulled the handle back to far. This action caused the broom to be pulled up too quickly, causing its riders to fall back. Luckily, they were still only five feet from the ground. Severus fell on his back while Hermione had fell on top of him sprawled across his chest. Severus groaned from underneath her in pain.
"So much for heroic gestures," Severus sighed, as Hermione got up from him and helped him up.
"Even so, Severus, I can't thank you enough," Hermione said with a smile.
"So, am I hero, or an idiot who can't pay attention to where he's going?" asked Severus jokingly as he picked up his broomstick.
"A little of both," Hermione smiled, "but you're still a friend I can count on."
The word 'friend' was immediately registered in Severus's mind as he noticed that Madam Hooch and the entire class were heading towards them
"Ms. Granger, are you alright?" asked Madam Hooch, concern written over her brow. Hermione nodded. Harry, Ron, Eric, and Charlotte pushed to the front to see them.
"Hermione, are you okay?" asked Harry, needing to ask her once more.
"Yeah," Ron chorused, "You alright Mione?"
"For Merlin's sake, yes!" she said half annoyed and half glad to be able to see her friends again. Eric looked at her with sad eyes.
"You know Hermione, if I was closer, I would have done whatever it took to save you," Eric said as he stepped forward and hugged his girlfriend. Severus was about to glare, when he caught himself. He soon noticed the blood dripping from Hermione's right leg.
"Hermione, I believe that you are not alright," he said. Everyone turned their attention to him. He gestured to Hermione's leg. The girl looked down at herself.
" Mr. Rowling, could you please accompany Ms. Granger to the Hospital
Wing?" Madam Hooch asked looking over at Eric. The boy nodded in response, as the two left towards the Hospital Wing with Severus eye's following them.
"50 points to Gryffindor for your courageous actions, Mr. Snape," Madam Hooch said, causing Severus to return his attention to the groups. "Now, class dismissed." As Madam Hooch and the class left, Harry and Ron walked up to Severus.
"Good job, Sev," said Harry as he patted him on the back. Ron followed suit.
"Yes, good work, Mr. Snape," said Professor McGonagall, surprising everyone with her silent, Snape-like entrance.
"Thank you, Professor McGonagall," Severus responded, feeling like he was back in Hogwarts during his actual teenage days.
"Please come with me," she said to Severus as she made her way back to her office. After entering the castle and passing several corridors, they made their way to the front of Professor McGonagall's office. The two entered, Minerva taking her usual seat at her desk as Severus stood before her fireplace, watching the fire dance.
"That was a very courageous thing you did, Severus," Minerva said as she shuffled some papers and placed them inside her drawer.
"Yes, I've been told that several times already," he said as he turned to face her.
"Severus, I want to know where you got that broom. I know that is not your usual one," she said as she gestured to the broomstick he had placed by the door.
"None of your business," he retorted, trying to avoid any questioning. Minerva raised her brow, a look that rivaled one of Severus's own.
"I know you did not purchase that, for you aren't allowed off the grounds. I know you did not purchase it through owl mail because I did not see it come this morning. Where did you get it, Severus?" She asked sternly.
"Nowhere," was the response.
"Severus."
"I said nowhere!"
"Fine," said Minerva, giving up, "you are just as stubborn now as you were when you actually were a teenager. But I really asked you here because I wanted you to consider the position of Quidditch captain."
Severus Snape, former Head of Slytherin, nearly died in shock as he stared as his former teacher, old friend, and co-worker.
"W-what!" Severus exclaimed, nearly falling over. Minerva smiled at her former colleague.
"I said I want you to be Quidditch captain because I believe you are still an excellent flyer. I believe that you just saving Ms. Granger there just proved my point," she said still smiling. Severus, still in shock, sat down in front of her.
"What about Potter?" he asked, still thinking this was all a joke.
"He has enough on his plate, trying to train for the Order. And don't think I haven't thought about the two Weasleys, but they too have too much to worry about. The others are too young and inexperienced. Now the only position that is left is Chaser, and as Head of Gryffindor, I am asking you to consider the position."
Ten minutes later, Severus was flying on his Firebolt A-1, thinking about what had just been offered. Should he take the position? He did not want Gryffindor to win the House Cup, but he was now being given the chance to take up something he had always envied James Potter for, a position on the Quidditch team. He knew that Potter, even though he hated to admit it, deserved the position for his years of experience on the team. Weasley might have even deserved it with his mad devotion to the sport.
"Hey Severus! You missed lunch!" he heard someone exclaim from below him. He looked down to see Hermione looking up at him about 35 feet below.
"Oh, I forgot!" Severus yelled back, realizing his hunger he had forgotten about. "I'll be down now!" Severus was now making his way when all of a sudden his broom jerked heavily to the left, causing him nearly to slip.
"Severus! What's wrong?" He could hear Hermione scream from below. He was about to answer her, when once again it jerked hard to the left, this time causing him to let one of his hands slip off the handle bar. The broom jerked forward and soon dove up at nearly 100 mph, causing Severus's stomach to lurch. He held on tightly to the broom, as the
A-1 did a backwards loop. It soon began a nosedive increasing its velocity as it sped faster and faster to the ground. Just as it was about to hit the ground, it made a sharp turn and flew parallel to the ground, spinning like a football just thrown. After flying for a few seconds, it sped back up over the Forbidden Forest. 15 feet! 30! 45! Severus could no longer hold on as he felt his grip loosened from his sweaty grip.
And then it happened: he lost grip completely, and fell. Hermione watched as the darkness of the Forbidden Forest engulfed him.
How was that readers? I'm pretty satisfied with this chapter as you can see with its length! Don't worry; I'll give you more on Severus later, just review now!