First Kiss Chapter one. Trying to work up the nerve!

Chapter 97 Potions

Chapter 97 Potions

The start of the new school year was upon them. Severus was walking through the halls wondering if he would be able to handle another year of looking at James Potter’s face. He didn’t feel like he could ever be happy in the school as long as that hated face was here watching him. He didn’t want to remember the time so long ago when he would see James walking through the halls and holding Lily around the waist or shoulders, watch as he kissed her and nuzzle up into her neck.

Snape hated the way he would hear Lily giggle cutely and know that he was not the one bringing that happy carefree sound from her lips. He prowled through the halls wishing the memories of Lily and him self would be haunting his thoughts instead of remembering all the times that Lily was with James instead.

Snape looked into the Transfiguration class remembering how they were all learning how to change their shapes and how beautiful Lily had looked as a doe.

 Snape felt his heart constrict as he remembered how she had said something to James that made him blush bright red while his friends all laughed.

 Severus bit down on his lips as he remembered how she had playfully slapped his hand when he tried to touch her Patronus in their charms class and how he wanted to go over to her and show her what his own Patronus was and wanted theirs to match each other.

“I guess we do match now though, I’ve had your doe Patronus so long now, I can’t even imagine never having it and that part of you.” Snape said softly as he walked away from the classroom looking down the empty hallways.

Snape retired to his room waiting the welcoming back feast and the pain it always seemed to bring to him now to see a face he had no desire to ever see again.

He walked into the Great Hall he was glad to sit and wait for the feast to begin.

Dumbledore stood up and started to talk, for a few minutes before the sorting had begun, Professor Flitwick was now calling the first years forward to be sorted. Snape was wondering why McGonagall was not doing the sorting and then he noticed something else odd, Potter was not sitting among all the other Gryffindor students. Severus scanned the table again he saw Ron Weasley sitting at the table but Hermione Granger and Harry Potter was absent from the table.

Snape was wondering why they were absent he had not heard anything from Dumbledore about Potter and Granger being late for any reason.  

As the sorting ended and Flitwick carried the stool off to the adjoining room Snape now saw Harry Potter and Hermione Granger walk into the Great Hall with Professor McGonagall who came up to the teachers table and sat in her usual spot.

Snape found this very odd but was now distracted by Dumbledore talking again so had no time to ask her what was going on with them in a casual way though so she would not be suspicious of him.

 Snape looked down the table he could see Remus Lupin sitting down at the other end, his hair looked grayer and his robes were very shabby looking, he looked as though he was very sick and maybe had been living in the streets not eating very much. Snape felt no pity though his only thought was. You dare to help your old friend Black in here to kill Harry after letting Lily die I’ll kill you myself. Severus continued to glare at him even after Dumbledore told the students that Hagrid would now be teaching Care of Magical Creatures, since Professor Kettleburn was retiring now.

Snape was not surprise about that, he thought the man elderly when he was in school here. He felt a burning desire to run over and pound on Lupin as he watched him eat slowly and smile pleasantly at the other teachers. Snape was a bit surprised to see Harry and his pals clapping so enthusiastically for Remus Lupin as the new teacher. It wasn’t as though they knew him personally. Harry would never have been told of his parents’ friends by someone other then his aunt Petunia who he knew would tell Harry nothing about his mother. He felt his dislike for her grow each time he thought of her jealousy.