I'm Only as Weird as you Make me

I know I know another fan fic about Snape but this one came to my mind but after I finish Weasley girl I am writing my own story... (let's see how that works out, lol) but this chapter is short but I will aim for long chapters! I hope you guys like it! 

Tara :)

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I leaned my head against the Hogwarts train window feeling nervous inside wondering what might happen on my first trip to this school. What would it be like there? Even the tea leaf said I was going to meet good people but fall in love with someone difficult, I suppose that doesn’t sound too bad. I didn't have time to look in my crystal ball though that would help forsee the future more. I heard the slot door open and in came a man wearing all black. His hair was jet black and pretty much was everything else except for his extremely pale skin that swallowed his face. “Hello,” I said in a small voice.

“What are you doing in the teachers section child?” asked the man strictly scowling.“Um, I am going to be the new divination teacher, my names Marni Winship,” I stuck out my hand.“Ah,” he said bored. He did not return the shake so I hastily pulled it back. I looked very carefully at him wondering what he was hiding and I could tell it was something. He seemed depressed by the way he sat his eyes definitely showed he was mad at the world. I was very good at reading what people were like, ever since I was very very little. “May I ask why you are staring at me?” he asked seeming agitated. 

 "May I read your palm?” I asked smiling. “You may not, you’re worse than Sybill only less crazy looking,” he sighed and leaned against the window. “What is your name?” I asked straightening my posture. This is so awkward. “Severus Snape,” he replied blandly sighing once again. “What a nice name,” I grinned trying to see if he would smile back. “I hate it," he sneered to me.

 “I thought so,” I said embarrassed. I felt the train jolt and we and we were off I felt it was going to be a long ride. Mr.Snape began to read not daring to say one measly word until. “Professor Winship, I have a question,” said Mr.Snape his voice serious. “Professor?” I asked confused.“Professor is you title at Hogwarts, now may I ask my question?”

 “I have a question why is it called Hogwarts?” His face began to turn red.“Sorry,” I said softly. “My question is why weren’t you at Hogwarts preparing?” I wonder why he's so cold and rude. It's so disturbing, all that depressing black might swallow him one day. Teehee. That might actually be funny! "Professor Winship?" he asked. “Oh wait what?” I asked seconds again missing everything he said. “Why haven’t you come to Hogwarts earlier to prepare your classroom?” he asked through his teeth.“Oh, well I don’t really know, was I supposed to?” I replied sounding more oblivious than was intended.

 “How ditzy can you possibly be?” he raised his voice. “I am not ditzy!” I squealed. “Really, I am becoming a little bit skeptical about that,” he sneered. “Just because I’m blonde Professor doesn’t mean I am ditzy!” I snapped and sat back in my seat. “I wouldn’t be so sure!” he huffed and began to stare at me. It was silent after a few minutes I could only look at him offended. “You’re so weird,” he sighed quietly.

 “I’m only as weird as you make me,” I grinned as he stared confused, “I felt what I just said will be important,” I looked away. His eyes squinted but he said nothing, there was silence.