Chapter 2
Severus Snape is not a fool by any means. However, at that very moment, he truly felt like a one. Sitting in the infirmary bed, thankfully the curtains were closed, Severus was cursing his lack of common sense.
How could he believe Black’s words, knowing his reputation?
Severus already knew he was right about Lupin being a werewolf and he didn’t need confirmation from them, he thought to himself, scowling. At least on the bright side, he had gathered crucial evidence so he could blackmail them. Severus Snape prided himself on being cunning and observant Slytherin after all. Blabbing to everyone about Lupin would put him at the short end of the rope. Knowing Potter and his gang, they would likely bully him even more. Blackmail, however, would work well.
Severus was about to finish his chain of thought when the headmaster himself approached his bed, opening the surrounding curtains.
“My boy” Albus Dumbledore started, finishing with utter nonsense about keeping Lupin's little secret. In Severus’s opinion, what he was blabbering is utter bullshit. It’s honestly baffling that the headteacher chose to ignore the dangerous creature in the castle, almost killing one of his students! Honestly, that man has “Dumb” in his name!
His words offended and baffled Severus Snape, but before he could say anything, the headmaster left.
Initially, Remus was taking N.E.W.T. Potions because mastering potions included being able to brew potions for himself after and before the full moons.
However, things are different now. Almost slaughtering Snape, and planning his escape, things are different. Ever the so genius in Potions Severus Snape was obviously taking N.E.W.T. Potions, along with Sirius Black taking N.E.W.T. Potions to be an auror. How could Remus bear to sit in the same with the person he almost slaughtered and with the person who played with his illness for a prank?
Considering it’s the middle of the term he couldn’t just drop Potions. So he had to bear it until he could finally flee Hogwarts.
Severus Snape was having a shit of a day. Fresh out of the infirmary, his head was pounding with aggravation toward both the headmaster and the marauders.
They did stop the bullying they call “rivalry” but his suffering didn’t end yet.
“Today I will be pairing you into partners that would work together for the rest of the term!” Slughorn announced cheerfully.
Severus scowled, immediately following it with “Can I work alone professor? I find it more productive,”
“Now, Mr. Snape, as much as I value your time and productivity, to work in the field of Potions is to work in a team.” Slughorn insisted.
“Greta Catchlove with Caradoc Dearborn”
“Dirk Cresswell with Edmund Avery”
“James Potter with Lily Evans”
“Sirius Black with …”
…
“And finally Severus Snape with Remus Lupin. Move to your assigned partner, everyone!”
There is no way he is sharing his work with that wolf! First, he tried to molest him, now he has to share his work with him. It’s simply unacceptable.
“Professor Slughorn, could I change my partner, please?” Lupin said before he could.
“Like I said, Potions mastery is working in a team. How could you work in a team if you reject your partners? I’m afraid I could not change your partner, Mr Lupin. "
Life hates him. There is simply no other explanation. Life hates Severus Snape.
The wolf sat beside him, imminently blurting, “Snape, I’m sorry.”
That was simply shocking.
“Whatever for, Lupin?” Severus scoffed. Honestly, did he really think his “apology” meant something? Like It isn’t just something he is doing out of pity or guilt?
“You know for what.”
“I simply don’t know.”
Lupin clenched his jaw and got quiet after that. Good, as he should.
As they worked in silence he could feel Lupin’s gaze, Potter’s not so subtle worried glances, and finally Black was glaring daggers at him. If Pettigrew was intelligent enough to score EE on potions no doubt he would’ve been doing that too. But Severus chose to not comment on it to avoid talking to the wolf.
At the end of the lesson, they were assigned to write a ten-foot essay about the usage of Calming Draught and modification using their brewing with their assigned partners.
Merlin, he hated this. Alas, Severus didn’t want his grades to suffer and he wasn’t about to do all the work.
“Lupin” Severus snapped, following it with,
“Since I do not trust your incompetent skill in potions, unfortunately we actually have to hold a meeting in order to complete the assignment.”
“Re… when?” Lupin asked.
“Library at 7 PM, sharp,” Severus said and left without waiting for a response
After potions, Remus was silent, even for a quiet boy like him.
“Did Snivellus threaten you?” James had asked. But he hadn’t, he just acted as if any of that didn’t happen. It was maddening.
“No, he didn’t. And you said you wouldn’t call him that” Remus commented.
“Seriously Moony has Slughorn gone mad?! Pairing you two together…” Prongs proceeded to shake his head
Following a pregnant silence Moony suddenly informed James, “We’re meeting at the library today,”
“Who? Snape?”
“Yes.” Remus sighed and sagged in his seat.
“Why? What does he want with you?” James scowled.
“I don’t know… potions.”
“That might be a trap. You know the git” Jamie muttered distastefully.
Remus shrugged and left it at that, he was going to meet him anyway. He deserves it, after what he had done to Snape.