We were currently sitting in the living room, watching the snow flutter outside the window when Severus spoke unexpectedly, “Do you know about everything when I was in school?” Where did those conversations come from? He was speaking to me about his past a lot over the last few days. Its as if he is scared that I would leave him if I found out about something that I don’t like.
Well, I think its kind of my fault because when I found out about the Dark Mark I freaked out, I remember. Maybe he just wants to know where he stands with me. He wants me to know every little detail about him. “No, I don’t Severus. Maybe you could just tell me the whole story because I just know small parts.”
He nodded his head reluctantly and he tensed slightly. A normal person wouldn’t be able to notice that, but I did and always will. I placed my hand on his back and massaged it, “Don’t worry Severus. No matter what happened I wont leave you,” He smiled at me slightly and rushed into the story.
“I met Lily Evans in the park with her sister Petunia one day, when my mother sent me away from home because my father lost his job and was angry. She didn’t want me to be a punching bag to my father, where he could relieve his troubles on.” I looked at him sadly and cuddled to his side. “Her sister was calling her a freak, when I was hiding behind the tree so they wouldn’t see me, but Lily did anyway. I picked up a flower and made it fly towards her.
“From young days I had good control over my magic. She smiled at me and I told her that she was a witch. For the next two years we were best friends. I taught her some things before we went to Hogwarts and when we received our letters, we were really happy and couldn’t wait to go to Hogwarts. We wanted to go for two different reasons.” He murmured the last sentence sadly and I knew what he meant. He wanted to tell me that he didn’t want to see any more of the domestic abuse and she wanted to go because it was a new experience and she was going with Severus.
“We pinky promised that we would always stay friends at school but fate didn’t want us together. Its not like I believe in fate but its clearly obvious that life wanted to make my life miserable from my early years. I wanted to go to Slytherin where my mother and all my other descendants went and she just wanted to be in the House that I went to.” He looked me in the eyes, searching for reassurance that he should go on.
“I got sorted to Slytherin, but only after a battle with the Sorting Hat. It wanted to put me in…” I squeezed his hand. He looked away, “It wanted to put me in Hufflepuff,” I burst out laughing. That is actually a funny thing. I could never imagine, Severus Snape the Bat of the Dungeons as a Hufflepuff. He scowled at me; obviously he didn’t feel comfortable with this.
“Well Severus, in secret I must tell you that the Hat wanted to put me in Ravenclaw. It gave me a choice really,” i babbled, mirth still reflecting in my eyes.
“I got sorted into Slytherin but she got sorted into Gryffindor. That’s where she met the Marauders - Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew; the bullies that made my life miserable. Well, I think it’s a bit my fault as well, but they were prejudiced to Slytherins. She didn’t like them at first and always stood by me, but I thought that that was a sign of weakness then. How I wish I wasn’t such a proud man!”
He put his head in his hands, trying to calm down the avalanche of emotions that was tumbling down at top speed. “In our fifth year, after I completed my DADA OWL, I went to study for Potions, which was the same day. I sat under the tree by the Black Lake and studied. Then the gang came and stupefied me. James Potter then used my own spell against me. When I was hanging down by my ankles, they wanted to take my trousers off and-“ he looked away red faced and embaraced, “-they did. The whole school saw my second hand gray boxers, because I couldn’t afford anything better!” he boomed.
“It was the worst day of my life. I was humiliated and then Lily came over and said to leave me alone. A girl stood up for me, when I couldn’t stand for myself. In the heat of the moment, I made the worst mistake possible; I called her s Mudblood.” I gasped. No, no, no! Severus couldn’t have said that! Its impossible! I know how that girl must have felt, being called a Mudblood by her best friend.
|Alan Rickman||as Severus Snape|