A/N: Cassidy Sapphire's request!! Oh, and awesomerthanuhp gave me an idea for it, so I credit her..or him..a bit, too :).

Right, before you read..

I have some grave news. This may be my last update for..well, let's just say awhile. I am in no way ending or deleting this story, because I really love it, and I plan to continue with it until I run out of ideas or everyone gets sick of it, whichever comes first. :) However, I've been laden down with schoolwork these days.Does anyone else present hate math? With a PASSION? And who hates midterms? Raise your hand, no reason to be shy!

So, enjoy this chapter! I hope to post in a week or two, but if not...er...read the other chapters?

By the way, I don't own a thing, well except a laptop and some clothes and an MP3 player.. :) But I don't own a copy of Inkdeath, the saddest book known to women kind. :'( I have my teacher's copy, though! Does that count? No? Darn.

Severus Snape

"Snape, Severus!"

With a nervous look at a pretty redheaded girl Sorted into Gryffindor just moments before, a lanky, pimply, greasy haired boy trotted up to the Hat and slipped him on. The Hat grimaced against the greasy hair, but braced himself and dove into the Snape boy's thoughts.

Well, well, well. Snape, Snape, never met a Snape. Muggleborn, I presume.

No, my mum's a witch. Eileen Price. My dad's an idiot, though, Tobias Snape, and he and my mum always shout and throw things at each other and Mum is very nice but Dad is mean and I hate him.

I see. The Hat hadn't experienced a boy to let go like this, but obviously this pimply kid had a lot of awful thoughts stored under his seemingly cool surface.

Yeah, no you don't. It's awful living with Dad, and it's Mum's fault for falling in love with him and not telling him she was a witch and then they got married and then she told him and he was so furious and he became commanding and rude and mean to her, and then she had me and I can do what Dad hates—well, obviously, see? I'm sitting in Hogwarts; so I'm a wizard. Anyway, Dad hates magic, he really really really hates it, and when I started doing things he started blowing up, told Mum he wasn't going to stand a kid like that, that she ought just toss me in a Home or an asylum, but Mum loves me and she said no the boy's staying with us and then

They have these fights in front of you?

Oh, course not, but they're pretty loud with em, and I can hear.

I see; carry on then.

And then Dad says then I'm outta here woman and he goes for one whole night at a time. Sometimes he goes longer. But when I wake up he's always there and he yells at me to make him some good hot tea. And he never hits me but sometimes, I wish he hit me because then I could report him to the Muggle please men but I can't. And then I met a nice girl named Lily

Before you go on with your I'm sure fascinating life story, answer me this: do you consider yourself brave? The Hat braced himself for another long explanation, but it never came.

Nope.

You do not?

No. I can never stand up to Dad. I can't even stand up to Lily's sister Petunia.

Ah, Lily. Evans?

Yes.

I see. You are fond of her?

Yes. First I thought she was very pretty but I just like her very very much. She calls me Sev. That's very nice of her. But there's an imbecile I met with weird hair and glasses who was bothering us like mad on the train and saying oooo to us even though we're just friends but I think he might want to be Lily's girlfriend—

For heaven's sake, you lot are eleven years old!

Hat, I'm trying to be open and tell you as much as you need about myself like Mum told me, so shut up.

No! I'm tired of your life story. It's time to Sort you now, so just be quiet for a little bit. Tell me now, where do you want to be?

Well see, I'm not really sure of that. I think I might want to be with Lily in Gryffindor but Mum always told me Gryffindor was for wimpy little kids and Slytherin is the powerful. But Lily sure doesn't seem to think so. Lily's not a wimp. I know that. She's very brave, but she's also cunning and very smart and I could see her in Slytherin! So why did you have to go and put her in Gryffindor, huh?

I choose not to answer that.

Aw, I hate you.

Do you know, your name was somewhat recurring in her thoughts..

Really?

Just thought you might want to know. Now, you don't really want to be in Gryffindor. You still think it's for wimps, albeit your best friend being put in there. Yes, in that perspective.. I truly do think that Slytherin would fit you.

But Lily..

You two can still be friends, you know.

Okay, then, Slytherin it is, I guess..

"SLYTHERIN!"