This is back in the past :D

And I'm really sorry all you Snape fans, but I have to be horrible to him :'( I love hime too

And all you people that have been reading from the start, I've finished the picture for the 2nd chapter so if you wanna go to my profile, there's a link :P

It was early summer. The trees were decorated with a layer fine, bright green leafs that rustled in gentle breeze and fresh grass was crisp beneath my feet. I stopped to catch my breath and re-establish the direction of my personal hunt. Peeping from behind a large bush was the gauntly face of Severus Snape: his skin such a pale white, that when the glaring sunlight hit it, it glowed so brightly and unmistakeably that everyone in the vicinity gained an extra shadow. I grinned at his quivering body and gave him an extra few seconds to pick up speed – it was more interesting when I had something to chase. But by the time I got around the corner, he had already managed to trip over his own gangly lags and was frantically scrambling to collect his things from the floor. I sat on his scrawny back and felt him collapse under me. My hand tousled his long hair into a greasy ball of mess.

"Well that wasn't very fun, was it now?" I sighed, crossing my arms.

"It's never very fun."

I laughed, lay my head down beside his and winked "Not for you, maybe."

"Get off him, Pads!" called a voice in the distance.

I flicked my head up to see Remus looking down at me, his prefect badge flashing in the sunshine, shaking his head.

"Please don't hunt him between lessons: we're going to be late for Divinations."

"But I was having so much fun." I whined, clambering off Snape.

Moony rolled his eyes and offered him a hand up – a sight I'd never seen before and hoped I never would again – sending Snape an odd puce colour. After giving him a forced smile, we quickly rushed towards the North Tower.

I place myself next to James, as I had done every Divinations lesson since we started back in the third year. He smiled at me and leant over as the professor rambled about the "necessary revision of tea leafs" while handing out the cups and saucers.

"How come you came in late?"

"Snively – today he gave a bit of chase... before he managed trip over himself."

James patted me on the back and chuckled "Good work."

I poured the tea into our cups and sipped at the scorching liquid until I felt a light tap on my leg. I looked down to see Moony's hand delicately holding a folded piece of paper. Taking it from his grasp, I opened it and subtly read it under the table.

"Meet me on the outskirts of the forest after class – Moony x"

I grinned and glanced at his lightly reddening cheeks, knowing exactly what he meant. I'd wanted to for a while but had always worried for the sort of effects it would have on his already weak body – I hadn't wanted to roughen is gentle heart; I was scared of breaking him.

James stole my cup from under my nose and handed me his. I stared into it for a while, flipping it from side to side, trying to decipher the shape. Then came to a simple conclusion –

"You're gonna die, mate."

He raised an eyebrow as the slightly maddened professor bounded to our table from the one Remus had shared with Severus for the day. He snatched the cup from my hands and stared into it with his large eyes.

"And h-he will rise... and you will f-fall. But... but not before the conqueror is born." He seemed to be muttering to himself.

James slowly turned his head towards mine and stared at me with arched eyebrows, mouthing "He's nuts!"

The professor slammed the cup back on the table and grabbed mine from James' loosened grasp.

"Oh, oh you have the grim... the grim, yes indeed. You will face him, yes, face him before the end." He grinned with a twinkle of excitement in his almost colourless eyes.

I laughed and he shot a hateful sneer at me.

"Do not laugh at serious things, young man... So very serious they are..."

I shook my head and continued with the rest of the dragging lesson.

At the end, I saw Remus jump up and rush out of the class room with an eager bounce in his step. I sped after him, but he didn't slow down until we'd made our way a little into the forest. He turned to face me, breathing heavily as I pinned his soft body to a tree. My heart pounded ferociously at my chest; trying to break free from the chains I had been restraining it with for the past 6 months. He tilted his head back as I kissed at his neck, his carotid artery pulsing rapidly under my tongue.

"S-Siri..." he stuttered "I-I want it... want it now."

I pulled back and stared into his charming eyes. "Are you sure?"

He nodded like an excited 5 year old that had been offered the prospect of an ice cream on a hot summer's day. I leaned in and kissed him, our tongues waltzing perfectly to the rhythm of our souls. He broke free from our dance.

"Where would we?"

I stood for a minute or so, twisting his golden hair around my fingers, then smirked.

"Well, why don't we make that shack really shriek?"

I slid my fingers up his hand and lock them in-between his as he dragged me towards the Womping Willow and beyond.

I pushed Mooney to the ground as we entered the shack, ripping his shirt off to a state beyond repair. He let out a hushed gasp as his back made contact with the floor below us and began to unbutton my shirt, kissing every part of the unmarked territory that was my chest. I kept as quiet as I could, trying not to let slip how much I enjoyed being like this; like this with him.

I lifted his face up to meet mine and kissed his inexperienced lips that were shaking and twitching with excitement. He wrapped his slender arms around my neck and pulled me closer until my body was pressed tightly against his. I drew away to nibble and lick at his ear exposed ear.

"I love you, Pads. I really do." He breathed.

A loud gasp drew my attention to the doorway where Snape stood, jaw dropped, with hard-on. Remus shrieked a painful falsetto in my ear, accomplishing what we'd originally set out to do. He quickly hid behind me as I rose to my feet, throwing my head back and laughing until it was hard to breathe and fresh tears trickled down my cheeks.

"See something you like?" I sniggered, buttoning my shirt back up. "It'd be highly improbable for you to be crushing on me, so I'm guessing it's the prince with the prefect badge over here."

Remi punched my back.

Severus trembled in front of me, balling his fists in a defensive position. "And – and what if I am."

I could hear the tremor in his voice.

"Oh, touched a nerve, did I?" I pulled Remus out from behind me, twirling him and pulling his waist towards me. "Sorry, but he's taken."

He pushed against me. "Stop it, Siri..."

"No, I'm not finished with this lowly piece of shit; he needs to know where he stands in the food chain." I said staring into his sympathetic eyes and then flipping my head up to give Snape a malicious glare. "Me, Remus, James and the rest of the Gryffindors are all at the top. Then the Ravenclaws and the Hufflepuffs, then the normal Slytherins, then the Muggles, then the creatures in the forbidden forest, then the trees, then the crusty dry earth, and then finally the snivelly greasy little twerps that thin they can score above their league. But, I'm feeling kind today, so you can watch. We have nothing to be ashamed of."

"I said stop it." Remus growled, giving Snape a chance to escape.

I tensed my body up, in state of dampened fury. I tried to ignore the magma of pure hatred that was burning inside of me, pulsing through my every vein. He leant up and kissed me. I dismissed it.

"Are you alright?" He muttered - his expression pained as if I'd driven a wooden pole through his chest.

I sighed "It's not you... just that... that rat. He... Argh! I can't even put it into words... And like this... like this, I know I'll just end up hurting you more than it's going to hurt anyway. I don't want that freaks face constantly popping into my head."

Remus softly kissed my lips, stroking my hair.

"I'll wait."