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A Half-Blood Prince

Severus Snape

Slytherin | Sixth Year | Half-Blood

Awesome since birth: Misery Loves Company | Potter & Snape

snivellussnake:

Severus dodged Potter’s spell just in time to send a returning attack.

“STUPEFY!”

Severus’s blood boiled at the mention of his true colors. He had had this very same discussion with Lily earlier that day, the reason for his even less than pleasant demeanor. Severus was…

Although he hated himself for talking bad about Lily, Severus couldn’t focus on anything but his hatred for Potter. This was the duel he had been waiting for. That small sacrifice did its job. Potter was fuming, which only heightened Severus excitement. The year had been too tame between the two boys. Now that it was happening, now that Potter was fighting back, this was the kick that Severus desired.

Severus swerved through spell after spell, repelled them when he could, shot more back as he found opportunity. “CONFRINGO!”

Severus attempted to blast a an enforcing charm on Potter’s head (as if he needed help in that department) but the rain through off his aim, causing it to enlarge the central fountain, spewing more water onto the two. It was starting to pour to the point of obscured vision. Not that it mattered much to the Slytherin. He continued to shoot off curses without much regard for his surroundings.

“Scared of a little rain, Potter?”

Lightning flashed across the black background. The sky opened up on the duelists, the storm intenisfying with their fight.

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snivellussnake:

Severus emerged from the shadows, laughing coldly as he did. Perfect. He couldn’t have picked a more pleasing opponent. Severus hardly needed to glance around to know that they were alone, no pesky Marauders to interfere. He smirked as he strode towards the center of the courtyard. 

“Well, well, well…If it isn’t ickle little Potter,” Severus jeered, raising his wand. “What’s wrong? Did your head finally get too large to fit in the castle?”

The Slytherin relished in the anger building from his archrival. Oh, this would be just the outlet he needed. Nothing could lift a foul mood like hexing Potter.

“I was aiming for your bulbous head, but I suppose I found a suitable target,” Severus said in reference to the broken guitar. “They should award me for silencing that infernal muggle contraption of yours.”

“Not as large as your nose I’m sure.” James shot back.

“Still against muggle contraption I see.” James commented and pulled out his wand. “Of course Snape, you of all people hate muggles do you? Why kid yourself?! You already showed your true colors. You might as well hate muggleborns too.” he glared, his anger reflected in his eyes as he calculated the options in his head. He could hex him back, fight fire with fire but somehow the picture of Lily’s face reflected in his mind. Snape. Why was he her bestfriend, he’ll never know.

“EXPELLIARMUS!”

Severus dodged Potter’s spell just in time to send a returning attack.

"STUPEFY!"

Severus’s blood boiled at the mention of his true colors. He had had this very same discussion with Lily earlier that day, the reason for his even less than pleasant demeanor. Severus was angry, but still in control. He wanted to coax Potter into using a more offensive tactic. Where was the fun in dueling without a decent opposition?

"You know, for being such a blood-traitor yourself, you’d think that Mudbloods would like you more. Lily absolutely loathes you.”

The last thing Severus wanted to talk about was Lily, but she was the fastest way to get Potter to fight back properly. He was itching to fight off his lingering feelings for her, and who better to take them out on than the prick she despised?

"REDUCTO!"

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snivellussnake:

The courtyard was unusually quiet for this time of day. It was late afternoon, too late for classes, too early for dinner. Students usually gathered here to chat, do homework, or just sit out for a bit of fresh air. Today, it was scarce of life, save one student sitting on the far end. Perhaps it was the gloomy weather that drove the students of Hogwarts to remain indoors. The sky was almost black despite the daylight, an ominous storm brewing close by. Not exactly sunbathing weather, to say the least.

Lurking in the shadows of this almost deserted space loomed a figure. His greasy hair hung over his dark eyes, his black robes rendering him almost invisible at a glance. His piercing stare was locked on the lone student, an target for easy prey.

Severus raised his wand and muttered a hex at his unsuspecting victim. He was in no mood for remorse. He craved a duel.

James was strolling around the grounds with his guitar. Padfoot’s been gone for a while, Remus was off with his duties and Peter seemed to vanished into thin air. It was a rare sight seeing James alone and by himself but for some reason he didn’t mind it.

He ruffled his hair and thought about his earlier conversations with Lily. They were nice. Nice in a way that neither of them were itching to yell at each other and it was…pleasant. Granted, he never knew Lily was fun to talk to. He honestly couldn’t wait to talk to her more…if that were even possible.

James was too consumed in his own thoughts that he didn’t dodged a spell and was knocked off his feet.

“OI!” he shouted and scrambled to his feet. His guitar cracked and the strings were broken.

“Snivellus…” James snarled.

Severus emerged from the shadows, laughing coldly as he did. Perfect. He couldn’t have picked a more pleasing opponent. Severus hardly needed to glance around to know that they were alone, no pesky Marauders to interfere. He smirked as he strode towards the center of the courtyard. 

"Well, well, well…If it isn’t ickle little Potter," Severus jeered, raising his wand. "What’s wrong? Did your head finally get too large to fit in the castle?"

The Slytherin relished in the anger building from his archrival. Oh, this would be just the outlet he needed. Nothing could lift a foul mood like hexing Potter.

"I was aiming for your bulbous head, but I suppose I found a suitable target," Severus said in reference to the broken guitar. "They should award me for silencing that infernal muggle contraption of yours."

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It has been a long day.

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

I don’t want to fight you Potter..er…James. I mean, I’d like nothing better at this moment to see you writhing on the floor in pain. -flash of terrible images followed by a murderous glare from the Fat Friar- I just…can’t.

-frowns and pockets his wand, remembering the fact that Slytherins aren’t supposed to get caught that easily-

It would have been easier if you put up a fight Snivs. Since when have you turned into a coward?

Since my tie turned yellow, if you must know. I don’t see your excuse.

Oh it’s a thing called self-preservation. Something you’re very good at like running away and cursing people behind their backs I’m sure.

So, is that just another name for being a prat decent person? -gritted teeth- And, I’ll have you know, when I did (see Friar, emphasis on did) duel other students, I had the decency to make it a fair fight. You, on the other hand, are nothing without your cronies friends.

HA.

HAHA.

HAHAHA.

HAHAHAHA.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Real fight…real fight…”fair”?! FAIR?! Awww Merlin this is the funniest thing you’ve ever said.

-wipes a false tear- Fair fight…Snivelly the “fair” fight, never mind using dark magic on a bloke behind his back.

Ahhh thanks for the laugh. Puffy Snivelly actually has a sense of humor.

Stop harassing me, Potter, before I’m forced to alert the professors of this.

-shudders at this uncharacteristic response-

I’ll get you back next week, mark my words. -flashes-

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It has been a long day.

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

I don’t want to fight you Potter..er…James. I mean, I’d like nothing better at this moment to see you writhing on the floor in pain. -flash of terrible images followed by a murderous glare from the Fat Friar- I just…can’t.

-frowns and pockets his wand, remembering the fact that Slytherins aren’t supposed to get caught that easily-

It would have been easier if you put up a fight Snivs. Since when have you turned into a coward?

Since my tie turned yellow, if you must know. I don’t see your excuse.

Oh it’s a thing called self-preservation. Something you’re very good at like running away and cursing people behind their backs I’m sure.

So, is that just another name for being a prat decent person? -gritted teeth- And, I’ll have you know, when I did (see Friar, emphasis on did) duel other students, I had the decency to make it a fair fight. You, on the other hand, are nothing without your cronies friends.

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It has been a long day.

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

I don’t want to fight you Potter..er…James. I mean, I’d like nothing better at this moment to see you writhing on the floor in pain. -flash of terrible images followed by a murderous glare from the Fat Friar- I just…can’t.

-frowns and pockets his wand, remembering the fact that Slytherins aren’t supposed to get caught that easily-

It would have been easier if you put up a fight Snivs. Since when have you turned into a coward?

Since my tie turned yellow, if you must know. I don’t see your excuse.

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It has been a long day.

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

As a matter of fact, I am, thank you. -Where’d this courtesy come from?- I feel even worse that I can’t properly reply to that.

-notices the sudden change of personality and his eyes darkened-

Really?

Well isn’t that sad Hufflypuffly Snivelly?

-gently pulls out his wand from his pocket-

I don’t want to fight you Potter..er…James. I mean, I’d like nothing better at this moment than to see you writhing on the floor in pain. -flash of terrible images followed by a murderous glare from the Fat Friar- I just…can’t.

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It has been a long day.

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

marlenemck:

potterperfection:

Feels like death isn’t it Marlene?

Preeeeeeeetty much. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it. Hence the drinking.

You lot have it easy. Being a Hufflepuff is dreadful.

Sad you couldn’t use a curse Snape?

As a matter of fact, I am, thank you. -Where’d this courtesy come from?- I feel even worse that I can’t properly reply to that.

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dromedadove:

potterperfection:

Go away Andromeda.

You flare up so easily, Potter. Especially when you’re outnumbered and alone. -smirks-

Oi, I say we have a bit of fun, shall we, Andromeda?

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potterperfection has started following you

potterperfection:

snivellussnake:

Oi, Potter, following me, are we? You know that seldom ends well.

Still using cooking oil as shampoo then?

Fabulous.

At least I use shampoo. You should probably try it, seeing as how yours always looks like you just lost a fight with the Whomping Willow. Oh, and you also might want to invest in a comb, it doesn’t seem like ruffling it with your hand quite does the trick.

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