Lilac
Severus was in a mood. Christmas always brought back many of his bad memories. Although he was perfectly aware he was not the professor Snape in his memories, but he could not prevent himself pondering the question of what would have been if he had just went into Slytherin like he was supposed to.
He really would be lonely and miserable?
Of course he had no doubt that he would not have found a friend in Frank, Charity and Marlene. Lily would have abondened him to wolves as soon as she found out all the wonders of having magical girls around her.
Was it like this for Petunia?
Her sister, one day was what every big sis would dream of. And then, Severus happened and magic happened and lily was not paying her attention at all, instead she opted to hang on the words of dirty poor boy.
Now, as much as Severus's heart clenched to go and let out all his misery in front of lily, he knew he couldn't .
He was 11 and 38, in love with her and horrified to know his older self ,did things like sex… plus, he had chosen to say he liked her like a sister, and he was not one to back down from his word, even if it killed him.( which had, in fact, when he was 38)
Now everyone was going to go their merry way for Christmas, Lily had left him first year that other time too. Charity had her bags packed a month ago. Marlene… he had no idea of what was in her head. She had gone and hit him in the shoulder, hard enough to bruise, right after the werewolf plan of his had worked like a charm.
: you are worth all Frank's nagging .
Severus , both his11 year old and 38 were baffled. Was there any possible way for Marlene to be connected to Dumbledore? Nothing but that could explain that girl.
Any way, their plan worked, but the rest?
They were not so lucky after all.
That selwan, or sylwan, or silwan guy had no tracks. He was a respected wealthy pureblood whose only dark stain was that he was not married and he was like 30.
He never paid attention to how the names were spelled. Dombledore or Dumbledore, Minerva or Mynerva were all the same to him. It was not anyone beside Lily and Lucius he had written to, hence the name thingy problem of his.
Charity had gathered as much rumer as she could about all Sylwans and that proved to be a wrong idea. Fabian and Gideon asked their aunt, to put it politely, because they had all but bombarded her with questions about Sylwan to the point she outright asked them if they wanted to marry one. No success there too.
Marlene was struggling with those artimancy predictions of her, an although Severus helped as much as he could, they were in dire need of Sylwan and Andromeda blood for the predictions to be correct.
(they had pricked ted finger with no further need to explain but a simple for Andromeda, but as a baby needed two to be made, the prediction of Ted and Andy
Having a metamorph baby needed both their blood. Ted was still unable to get a hold of her)
So Frank, yes surprisingly Frank the sweet sweet guy, came up with a plan.
: you know, if we can get a hold of Andromeda blood half of our problems are solved?
Gideon, who was doodling on his notebook, just stared at him, like he was really really on his nerves. Fabian only tutted.
: yep.
Frank continued: is there any potion thingy that makes others say their secrets?
Severus was going to pull his hair. Was frank serious? Is he dense? How he does not know..
: for merlin frank! What the hell are you trying to imply?
Frank only repeated.
: is there or not?
Amelia whi sensed Severus was going to either explode one of his blood vessels or give up resisting the urge to throttle frank answered.
: yes Frank. Veritaserum. In fact, we brewed it last week as a review for our newts.
Frank only hummed.
Then he turned to Gideon.
: when are you going to propose? Because I saw Lucius talking about his cousin who wanted to come to England. He said he is cracked if he thinks a light family will give him any time of the day.
Gideon narrowed his eyes: what do you mean?
Frank shook his head,
: and they say I am simple! Look at this simoltons!There is no other light family girl available for marriage but Amelia.
Then it was chaos.
Gideon wanted to go and cut Lucius's cousin dick, or head whatever more painful.
Fabian held his brother, barely.
Amelia watched with amusement as Severus went and tackled Frank.
After a minute or so, she rolled her eyes.
: boys!
No one listened.
She waved her wand, all of them were neatly roped to their former seats. Some times Amelia just liked her position of superiority too much.
: so, care to tell us what did you wanted to achieve dear frank? Because Severus is all but eager to …force it out of you.
Then finally, finally frank shared it.
It was simply briliant.
Gideon and Amelia would express to their respective familes their intent , ( there was no doubt there in the intent part, they were all but waiting for the opportunity to appear to tie the knot)to court each other. It was a stupid custom of them, but every witch and wizard obeyed it.
Because it was to be formal, at least all other purebloods who were noteworthy, would attend the ceremony. Bones was not a name that had not carried for centuries for nothing.
And there would be others.
Blacks
Potters
Longbottoms
And of course Sylwans too.
Add some veritaserum, and bingo. You had it.
: but Severus needs to be there too.
: excuse me(of course it had catch, everything has a catch!)
Apparently, as their eternal friend, he could not skip any social event such as birth, death or wedding for either Bones or Longbottoms.
Fan-bloody-tastic! Just what he needed: I suppose I'll need some bloody special robes too?
Amelia was smiling like a Cheshire cat, from ear to ear like some mad woman possessed. Honestly, it was kind of scaring the shit out of him. Severus vaguely remembered Charity mentioning that all older girls had this weird thing, they liked to dress and dress up others…
Oh no!
He was certainly doomed now! ( maybe he could go and take another hit to the head? Drink a deadly drought?)
That was how, Severus found himself in a lilac dress robe, handed down from one generation to another by Bones family to be worn on happy occasions.( he thought it should be considered a crime worth Azkaban, making his poor self wearing that ugly sinister monsterosity which had fucking laces, and drapes for morgana's PJS! He looked like a miserable duckling fell out of his nest and into a bucket of lilac color. So so lost and out of place! He could almost see himself as a child Lockhart, which made him shudder. For crying out loud, He had stupid golden cuffs and a purple collar to boast. Where was his lovely grey and black? His eyes must be bleeding from all those stupidly light colors in just a ball room!)
The sodding thing was just so much , not adding him being needed at the reception to receive all those pure-fucking gits, as the eternal damnation he had as their FRIEND.( just why he had accepted that offer? Why no one had said he was to do this ridiculous jobs?)
To make the matters worse, The room was also decorated in extravagant colors of primrose and scarlet to honor their union. How in hell one had the stunning idea of mixing those colors? Who had done that poor planning, Severus wondered.
With every new guest, the Longbottoms paraded him in front of the so called guests. Yes, he is indeed a genius! No he is not a muggleborn, he is a half and since mothers are more important in nurturing… yes, he is also brave and an atypical child, saw his manouvre with the broom? Calling them vultures in search of chewing meat (any fault , or tiny mistake to mock the unlucky host) was much more correct.
Gideon and Amelia, the newly formed couple, had all but forgotten him, (and the plan!) they were blushing and smiling and looking disgustingly in love, cozzing up on the love-sit at the backyard. Severus doubted with Fabian present ( he was frightening when he wanted to) as chaperon, they would go any further than holding hands, but even that display was upsetting.
His only ray of sunshine among this ocean of darkness was that frank glued to his side, (imagine that!) effectively preventing Black or Potter to step a toe out of line. Seemingly they were not that stupid to go for a swing at him when he was accompanied by a respective heir, also the presence of lord and lady Longbottom hovering nearby had quite an effect.
Plus he had met Lady Prewatt too.
Muirel Prewat, was a sight to sore eyes. (If you considered a woman in her 80s (to be generous of course, Severus considered her old enough to have diapered Dumbledore) wrinkled like a potion homework written by Frank, (with blutches of inks to add to the picture , translating to brown patches on her neck) with sharp eyes and a permanent crease running deep between her eyes, one might suggest she might have invented the concept of scowling). Robes pressed like whoa, All prime and proper, he had gone and greeted her.
Thank to his his memories of future past and a certain Narcissa Malfoy who had all but drilled in his brain all those tedious customs and hierarchy of pure families, there was no problem in there, he even thought he might have impressed her by kissing her knuckles. She had looked at him with something less than children-are-bothersome-bugs-to-be-squashed and more of a i-think-about-not-squashing-you-today look.
And Frank was nagging, again.( if he wanted to measure his velocity of nagging per min, it would be 2.5)
:but Severus! They were to add that potion to his wine! Now I don't know where is he! Let alone find Andromeda and ask for her…
Severus clasped his hand around his mouth, just he this kid grow up to become a fearsome auror? He could not stop himself from saying silly things(and spilling secrets) for one damned minute!
: Frank! Listen to me. You are going to find Andromeda, I am going to go after Sylwan.
:but, you don't know him! Heck even I don't know him! He is only here because he is to be wedded to one of Blacks! And his school file was for a long time ago!
Severus just shoved him hard, in the direction of the ball room.
There was a reason he avoided Andromeda like plaug, he still remembered her face, which was too much like Bellatrix for his liking. Thank god Bella went somewhere merlin knew before this farce of a plan. One did not work with Bella and not frighten to have nightmares. He suspected even his counterpart was not stupid enough to anger that particular dragon.
He was not in a mood to go and find the blocke, he only said so to make Frank leave him for a minute! Having Frank around was good for an hour, or so, not for an ungodly three! He had this habit of running his mouth , sharing gossips which Severus did not need or enjoy and laughed far too much for his likings. Severus while being in Hufflepuff and his awful show in front of Mckgonagal, had a certain standard to follow (like not smiling from ear to ear, not eating like weasley grizzly, not disrespecting older adults unless they were worthless gits like Lockhart).
He was enjoying his mohito, munching on a ginger biscuit and screening crowd for any sign of a tall dark haired guy resmbelling Silas Sylwan, he was only distracted for a moment when he saw he was in for a treat. Black and Potter, along with another older guy named Kings something ( his memories sometimes blurred abit) were heading right in his direction. He was about to simeltanously chok on his drink and release the plate of biscuits, when his eyes found the rest rooms.
He almost ran to them and locked the door, found some stick and jammed it in the lock so it could not be opened with a simple alohomora, when he found out he was in the wrong bath room.
The girls one.
And if that was not alarming enough, he heard a sniffing sound from one of the stands. ( good grief! A girl? His sodding reputation would be gone with wind).
Whattodo,whattodo,whattodo!!!!
The door opened.
He screamed.
The guy screamed.
Wait the guy? The who, the how, the what?
They both stopped their shrieking. The other fella was a black haired, grey eyed youngish version of Sirius, meaning he was face to face with one Regulus .A. Black.
His face was wet with tears, and his nose red. His eyes had a reddish hue too.
What was he to do? In his last life, regulus had not paid him attention at all. They had gone to some missions sure, but that was it.
The only thing he was certain about, was that Regulus was dead by the time of Sirius arrival to Grimmauld place, or the damned elf would not have obeyed that waste of space.
Could he…
Regulus stepped first.
: what youre doing here?
Severus wanted to roll his eyes, Sirius or Regulus, both were pampered pricks who wanted to have the first go, ask the first question, all the time.
Attention seeking brats!
: two can play that game, actually. I can ask the same.
: how dare you ask me! I am RE…
So their ego was in fact hereditary, in that regard both brothers were alike.
: listen kid, I am invited here, in fact my presence here was mandatory, not like you who were plus of a plus or something. I know who you are, I know about your prick of a brother too much for my liking. Now ..
He interrupted him.
: youre that Snape kid everyone talked about?
:hh..how?
: two can play the game.
The cheek! Severus was tempted to go and kick him in the shin, but he was impressed, it seemed someone in the black family had functioning brain cells! He was now interested in him .
: okay, lets start again, I say my name and why I am here, you say yours, deal?
He nodded.
:Severus Snape, I ran away from your brother and Potter.
:Regulus Black, I ran from my future cousin in law.
(cousin in law? He had hit the jackpot! )
: Sylwan?
Regulus stuttered, : hhh.. how?
Severus smirked
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. : you know I don't wanna be rude, but is your robe abit? I .. but lilac?
:I know, trust me, it is a Bones thing apparently.
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: how did you used that spell? Protego? Isn it a forth year or sth?
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After talking about half an hour, he found out the second black, was a nerdish book lover, who would not harm a fly and was interested in becoming a magizologist.
: I mean Scamender is the best! I am going to earn an internship with him, and then I can make the world better for magical cretures like …
He then seemed to come to himself.
: ummm.. youre not one of those who want them only for their usage are you?
( Severus was, but he could not deny himself, and the soft hearted kid in front of him, the benefit of an.. alliance)
: of course not, I am a half, as you know, some may argue that me….
Regulus went and hugged him.
( again? he had not been hugged by no black in that Memories, he might be doing things the wrong way to be hugged this much)
: no, you are as worthy of magic as my family, and more than some like that creepy Sylwan.
Then he hung his head, and said something too low for his hearing.
: I did not get it, will you?
: I said wouldyoupossiblyliketobemykindoffriend?
Sev's brain short circuited, Friend? With soon to be Black heir? Why the hell not?
He nodded firmly and hold his hand for the boy to shake on it.
The boy eyes widened, brightened and he throw himself to his side, hugging him like there was no tomorrow.
:thankyou,thankyou,thankyou!youaremyfirstfrinedandsiriuswouldbesojealousthatimademineayearbeforehimeand…
Severus sighed. He found himself another Charity. He wondered if there was a match in hugging, who would beat the other, squeeze harder, hug faster, that kind of thing.
(hugger boy vs hugger girl, the match will be held in great hall, professor Dubmbledore will be the judage and the winner gets to hug Severus Snape for 10 min straight per day)
How Severus hated holidays.