Authors Note: I'm quite new at writing. But I enjoy it immensely. I'm also a sucker for characters that people usually don't like as much. Like Severus, and Sakura. If you like Sakura, feel free to check out my other story. The Kunoichi Pirate. If not, oh well!

As you probably saw, this is a time travel story. Centered around Severus and his time at hogwarts. Please mind the tags below.


Tags:

Severus Snape Centric, Time Travel, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Canon Divergence

Relationships:

Severus/Remus, Lily/James, Sirus/OC

Relationships between Severus and Remus won't come until way later. Because Severus is still 30 mentally. And I find it odd he'd try to get in a relationship with a twelve year old boy.


24 Hours After Initial Time Travel

4 Break Downs and Boughts of Uncontrolled Magic Later...

Severus stared at his father, watching as his palm connected with his mothers face. Her neck snapping painfully to the side, unshed tears prickling her eyelashes.

Situations like these always had young Severus Snape cowering in his room. Hands covering his ears as he curled into himself. Hoping that once Tobias Snape had his fill beating his mother, he'd leave him alone as well. Which wasn't the case, after all - Severus was a freak just like Eileen.

But Severus wasn't young anymore. Not mentally, at least. And if his mother hated him after this, it was something he could live with.

Tightening his grip on his mothers wand, the words came almost naturally.

"Avada Kadavra."


"Severus Snape." McGonagall called out, her voice younger than Severus had remembered.

'Then again, the first war hasn't even happened. Let alone the second. ' Severus thought to himself as he walked forward. Eyeing the sorting hat held in the woman's hand.

As Severus turned to sit, and his eyes caught the Gryffindor table. Lily Evans watched him like a hawk. Part of Severus, the younger side, wanted to feel terrible about ignoring the red-headed girl. But how could he face her? She was dead, in his heart, at least. He had held her cold, lifeless body after the dark lord killed her.

So lost in his thoughts, Severus startled when McGonagall placed the old hat ontop of his head.

'My... my. Severus Snape. How particular.' The hat murmured in his ear. The past potions professor resisted the urge to sneer. Bloody Hat.

' Head of Slytherin, were you? Ah yes... but such a sad life ahead of you. ' The hat continued, and Severus sat there quietly, keeping his eyes trained on the wooden flooring. Perhaps then, the hat would do its job and sort him into Slytherin.

' Cunning... smart, deceptive. Such wonderful traits. But I sense something else... something braver.' The hat suggested, and Severus felt his eyes widen.

"Anything but bloody Gryffindor. I sooner rather be in Hufflepuff than that idiotic house!" Severus hissed under his breath.

' indeed? Well I suppose I have come to a decision.' The sorting hat trailed off, and Severus braced himself for the worst.

"HUFFLEPUFF!"