another brick in the wall

“Oh Sev, don’t you go trying to sweet talk me, too,” she teased, lifting an eyebrow. “But I can’t say I disagree. I mean, the crowds I don’t mind. It’s just… the people in them. I’d rather be in a ballgown with a champagne in my hands if I really had to be surrounded by so many people.” A wistful sigh. She missed those balls already. Being spun around all night, passed between conversations with impossibly important people. She handed her friend the treat, smiling as he took it. “I don’t really know why I asked,” she teased. Perhaps she was still unlearning the niceties of her life that summer. The expectation that she seem less than herself. More ignorant. More naive. Less observant. 

She shook off the odd moment of reminiscence, sliding her arm through Severus’ before walking forward. “Tell me, what would amuse you Severus?” 

-

Severus would definitely not prefer a ball with champagne, but there were certain aspects of his associates’ lives that he had very little patience for, growing up the way he did at Spinner’s End. Not that he would ever let his distaste for the events show amongst his Pureblood colleagues. (Only friends like Narcissa knew his true feelings.)

"You know my singular weakness is chocolate, Narcissa,” Severus said, taking a bite out of the little cauldron. “Its shape is, perhaps, a little cliché. But it will do.” (He thought she probably knew that, despite his words, he actually rather enjoyed the fact that it was a cauldron.)

He guided her toward the booths lining the main street. “I suppose there must be something here that would suffice. I believe I remember an antiques dealer that set up shop last year. Let’s see if we can find them again.”

Reg nodded and flashed his friend a smile. “Of course we can… Everyone always hangs around the same three spots anyways.” He wiggled his brows. “We’ll go somewhere only I know.” Regulus joked and wiggled his fingers in front of Severus’s face. 

“Now tell me, how did the wildly talents Severus Snape spend his summer?” Reg asked as he lead them towards one of the shops. “I don’t want anything less than all of the details my friend. I’ll spare you the yawns on mine. Lots of parties. Lots of trying to make up for Sirius, ya know.  The usual.” He groaned. “I’d much rather hear what you did. C’mon.” He continued with a smirk. 

-

Severus hummed. “I’m not sure if I should trust your judgement.” That was, of course, a lie. Severus trusted everything about Regulus and had never been led astray in the past.

(No, Severus was quite adept at going astray without anybody’s help.)

He snorted and followed Regulus through the town. “My talents were spent brewing utterly simple concoctions that posed almost no challenge at all, unfortunately. It seems our...mutual friends...have no knack for potions whatsoever. I swear to Salazar himself, if I have to make one more cauldron of burn salve, I’m going to off somebody.” He sighed. “Oh, and my upstairs neighbor took up tap-dancing. I can’t believe I’m actually happy that the term is finally starting.”

Regulus groaned and shook his head. “I don’t wanna deal with them right now. The school year hasnt even started and I’m already over their bullshit.” He told him in an annoyed tone. “A scare?” He asked after a moment. “Interesting…” He let out a low chuckle. 

In a single flick of his wrist, Regulus let the group of students fall quickly, only to stop and allow them to hover lightly just above the ground. They had screamed and Regulus had laughed. He twirled his wand around and they fell next couple of inches between the air and the ground. “That’ll teach you idiots to try and steal from a Black. You better watch yourselves this year, yeah?” He narrowed his eyes at them before turning back to Severus. 

“Alright, let’s go. I know you don’t even want to be here. Let’s just get some food, a drink and whatever potion-y shit ya need, ight?” He asked with a smile. 

-

"Tell me about it.” Severus rolled his eyes. “I’m always over their bullshit.” He watched the sixth years fall, a slight smirk on his face, and then glared at them menacingly while Reg told them off. (Honestly, who would be foolish enough to try to steal from a Black?)

Severus sighed and shook his head dramatically. “I really would rather be anywhere else. But as long as I’m here, I might as well have some food.” He grinned and clapped Regulus on the shoulder. “As long as it’s your treat, of course. I did just help you save the Black family riches, after all.”

He glanced out at the large crowds of people and the many vendors and frowned. “Do you think we can find somewhere that’s not overrun by students?”

Severus Snape

Year: 10th House: Slytherin Gender: genderqueer man Sexuality & romance: asexual, gay, polyamorous Pronouns: he/him (sometimes they/them) Blood status: Half-Blood Personality descriptors: creative, intelligent, angry, suspicious

FC: Avan Jogia (gif credit: maurawrites)

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