Past Present Future | By : NonCanonFiction Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3556 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter fandom nor any of the characters therein. No money is being made from the creation of this fanfiction. |
Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Notes: This story is an AU inspired by a manhwa (Korean version of manga) entitled Boy Princess. There may, and will, be a bit of confusion but all the differences in this alternate universe will slowly be revealed. However if you find my writing style too ambiguous I am always willing to reveal a few spoilers, haha! I already have a few chapters written and I plan to update once a week so please take care of me in the future and do not be afraid to review ^^ Enjoy!
Ch. 1: Past
“Well…now what do we have here? Such a bright mind you have! Perfect for the house of—”
“Gryffindor! Please, sort me into Gryffindor!”
The sorting hat made what could only be described as a snort, even though it had no nose to speak of before sucking in a deep breath of air, preparing to screech out the name of a house as it had done with all of the other students previously sorted. It was stopped short however when Severus Snape clamped his bony little fingers down on the brim, the pale fingers of one hand reaching up to pull the pointed top hat forward so that the thing’s voice was now muffled.
“Now listen here you sneaky little Slytherin…” the sorting hat began, since the fact that it couldn’t actually speak aloud did nothing to its mind to mind communication with the boy.
“If you don’t place me in Gryffindor you moth-ridden hand-me-down of Merlin I’ll make sure to turn you into a blazing mad hatter! How does Incendio sound?” There was a pleased little grin on Severus’ lips and indeed the boy’s small chest was puffed out with pride at what he considered a fair amount of witty comeback, especially since the sorting hat was such an ancient relic. Surely it was smart enough to thwart an eleven year old, right?
As though able to read his mind, and indeed that was the case, the sorting hat bites down on the small fingers. Hard. Severus let’s out a shocked gasp, jerking his hand just below the rim of the hat so that he can peek at his fingers. There was no blood to be seen since the sorting hat was without teeth and it wasn’t so much that the bite had hurt which caused Severus to release his grip, merely that the dark-haired boy had been so shocked by the action. Clearly he had not expected it and that was exactly what the sorting hat gambled on because the second his mouth became free the hat sucks in another large breath of air before speaking to the room full of puzzled students. One students sorting never took so long.
“Slytherin, Slytherin! My sorting is true! Slytherin Severus is, through and through! To the house of snake this young one goes, for surely there has been no other who so matched Salazar’s soul. So up you go, dear Severus Snape, to the house of green and silver, your destiny awaits!” Usually the hat only rhymed at the beginning of his sorting speech but after the little stunt Severus had pulled the sorting hat figured he’d have a bit of fun with the boy. It wasn’t like he got much fun during the rest of the year sitting around collecting dust and if the hat could see he was sure he’d gain much pleasure due to the shocked look that was quickly taking over Severus’ face.
The entire Great Hall was dead silent, most as shocked as Severus was over the hat’s exclamation since anyone with any ties in the Wizarding World knew that Snape wasn’t a pureblood name. So why was the boy being sorted into Slytherin? Not to mention the little speech that the sorting hat had just given! Severus was gripping the hat so tightly that his knuckles were bone white, not that anyone could tell the difference since the boy was so pale to begin with. Severus wanted to scream, to rage, to rip the hat to shreds. But he was a Slytherin, through and through, if he were to quote the sorting hat. Instead Severus calmly removed it from his head. There were people watching after all.
Reality was quickly sinking in and there was nothing Severus could do to change the past since he didn’t have a time-turner. Sighing softly the boy refused to meet all the shocked gazes as he placed the sorting hat down to the stool. His charcoal black eyes bypassed all of the students and teachers, all the shared looks of bewilderment before the dark gaze focused on Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. His was the only gaze that was different. His was the only gaze that mattered to Severus. And his gaze, full of disappointment, is the only one that causes Severus’ heart to clench painfully in his chest. Severus had to force his spine straight and his head high as he slowly made his way to the Slytherin table. It felt like the boy was walking to his doom.
Tbc...
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