A/N: Mary McDonald is a character from the 7th book, she is mentioned a couple of times in Snape's memories. This is her story of complicated love, loyalty and devotion. And how her actions change the face of the wizard world. Please please review... They make me so happy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter *cries*
The first time I ever saw Severus was actually on my first day of Hogwarts. I remember boarding the train and looking through the compartments for somewhere free to sit. I was late so most of them were already full. At last I came to one that was almost empty, only containing a girl and boy. The girl was extremely pretty with fiery auburn hair and the greenest eyes that a person may ever behold. She looked friendly. I didn't pay much attention to the boy as I addressed them both with a "Hello." I smiled as I made my way in the compartment to sit down.
"It's full." The boy sneered. For the first time I looked at him properly. He had already changed into his school robes, which I found to be strange. He had long black hair that whisked around his face. He had an air about him, I couldn't quite put my finger on it but somehow he seemed unloved. The girl's remarkable eyes were nothing compared to his, which were ...black?
"Sev don't be so rude, hi I'm Lily." She smiled.
"I'm Mary." I replied, taken aback by what Sev said, opening the door to leave.
"Don't leave!" Lily quickly said, "Sev didn't mean it. Did you?" She shot him a warning look.
I expected him to ignore her and tell me to leave again, but to my surprise he grumbled out "No." and sighed.
I don't think I liked him very much, he was rude and condescending. But there was something about him that fascinated me. "So you're 'Sev' then?" I asked.
"It's Sev-er-us to you." He spat with hate.
I turned away from him feeling slightly inferior. Lily sensed the tension and made small talk with me for a few minutes about trains. I liked her a lot, but I couldn't focus on the conversation very well with the death stares the boy- Severus- was giving me. It sent shivers down my spine. How could he hate me so much, when he didn't even know me?
The train ride eventually ended, but not until Lily had practically talked about every subject under the sun with me. She ignored her friend due to his foul mood. This only made him look at me with more hatred.
Lily warned me of some of the other disagreeable students in our year. Severus and Lily had already had an unfriendly encounter with a group of boys who were in another compartment.
Lily was nice enough, but I didn't know what to make of that Severus though. After musing over his character for quite some time I suddenly realised that I shouldn't care what he thinks about me. After all, Severus was just some boy I happened to meet on a train, who hated me for no reason. This was my first time at Hogwarts. There were much more important things to worry about.
After crossing the lake, and waiting inside for a while we were sorted into houses. I watched as each student was called up and the sorting hat was placed on their head. It would then shout out one of Hogwarts four houses. "GRYFFINDOR" it would yell, then "SLYTHERIN", "HUFFLEPUFF" and "RAVENCLAW".
I waited for my name to be called. 'McDonald', wasn't my real last name. It was my mother's. Although I had always introduced myself as a McDonald, I was officially a Stripe – my father's muggle name. My mother, who was from a pure-blood wizard line, thought it would be better to enrol me under her last name. But my father would have no bar of it. He said I should be proud of who I was. And that was that. On the role I was to be Stripe.
So now I was near the end of the list and had to wait even longer. I took particular interest when Lily -'Evans' was the last name she was called up by- was sorted. I heard Severus groan from behind me as the sorting hat yelled out "GRYFFINDOR". Lily gave him a sad smile as she made her way over to the Gryffindor table.
He looked really disappointed although I didn't understand why. He could be sorted into Gryffindor, and if not they could still remain friends. Forgetting the sorting I observed him closely. He was slightly awkward, had a defensive manner, but was very sure of himself. Right now he looked deeply pained.
"Snape, Severus!" Professor McGonagall called out. I snapped back to reality as he walked up and the sorting hat was put on his head. "SLYTHERIN!" it yelled. I half smile curved on his lip. But after glancing at the Gryffindor table, it quickly disappeared.
Professor McGonagall turned back to the group of remaining students and called out "Stripe, Mary"
I waited for a student to walk up, but after a few moments nobody did-
WAIT THAT WAS MY NAME! I hurried over to the professor colouring slightly. A few older students snickered, but I ignored them. My hands were shaking, and I had goose bumps. I felt the sorting hat being shoved on my head,
'Hmmm...' it said, or rather thought, to me 'you're a difficult one, maybe even the hardest yet.'
I glanced over at Severus, wondering what he was doing. He was ignoring the sorting, obviously deeply lost in thought. I don't know why but this disappointed me.
'You are loyal,' the hat said 'smart, brave... and cunning even.'
Why is my sorting taking so long? I started to worry. 'Please,' I begged 'tell me what house I am to be in, the suspense is killing me!'
'Your character is too divided I cannot decide.' The hat sounded defeated, 'In hundreds of years this has NEVER happened! I must resort to asking you which house you would prefer.'
'I get to choose?' I asked.
'You must choose,' replied the hat 'for otherwise we will be here for weeks.'
It was then that I noticed the look of astonishment on the students and teachers faces. 'What are they staring at?' I asked.
'You. There has never been a student who took so long to get sorted, so if you please, HURRY UP AND CHOOSE!' the hat was getting annoyed.
Severus was now looking at me probably wondering why everyone was so interested in my sorting. My curiosity of him heightened. I considered going into Slytherin, just to satisfy it. But I changed my mind when I realised the best way to learn more about him, was to become close to Lily. 'Can I go into Gryffindor please?' I asked.
'You could make a good Slytherin though, very cunning indeed –Or then again, Ravenclaw, maybe, you have the brains – But still Hufflepuff would suit you, you're a good finder.'
'What does 'finding' have to do with Hufflepuff?'
'It doesn't have anything to do with it –I mean that just slipped out, I don't know what I was thinking.' the hat answered, 'Still Gryffindor is as good a house as any, for you. At least I think it is? '
"Gryf-fin-dor?" the hat said aloud this time. Although he still did not sound entirely sure of himself. I went and sat beside Lily, certain that I had made the right choice.
I could not help but notice that my fellow Gryffindors were less enthusiastic to receive me than they had the other students. They barely even clapped – actually I heard a few coughs spluttered out in the near silence. I suppose it concerned them that my sorting had taken so long. I suppose it also concerned them that the sorting hat didn't seem confident to put me here. I suppose in a way they felt I was less Gryffindor than them.
But this wasn't true! I knew I was as much Gryffindor as anyone of them –I was just could have been other things too. Like Slytherin. But as it was, I WAS GRIFFINDOR!
Lily, at least, seemed very pleased that I was in her house. "I'm so glad I know someone here." she smiled happily, putting an arm around me in a half-hug.
The boy sitting on the other side of her turned and said "Hey, you know me. We met on the train remember. I'm Sirius Black by the way." He was quite handsome and had a laidback air about him. He gave us both a big grin and then addressed me in particular. "Boy, you took a long time to be sorted!" he shook his head chuckling "It didn't know where to put cha, did it? For a moment I thought it would have put me in Slytherin, because that's where all my family has gone. But I guess I really am the 'Black' sheep of the family!" Another boy with messy black hair laughed at his friend's corny joke.
The other boy then added "Be thankful you weren't, those Slytherins are a pack of weirdos!"
"That's not true!" Lily said indignantly.
"Oh don't tell me you think that loser boy –Snivellus, is actually decent?" He said sending both himself and Sirius into laughter.
"James, what's wrong with him?" Sirius said in a mocking tone, in between chuckles "I mean surely underneath all those baggy clothes, ugly face and grim expression is a lovely likeable boy."
"THAT'S IT!" raged Lily "I'M SICK OF YOU BOTH – I can't bear to be around people who are so rude. I'm moving. Care to join me Mary?"
I nodded my head, finding both Sirius and James obnoxious.
"You don't have to leave," said Sirius "we were only mucking around, weren't we James?"
"Yeah we're sorry." He nodded in agreement. Then they both broke out into fits of laughter again.
Ignoring them Lily and I found alternative seats at the other end of the table, enjoying the rest of our first feast in Hogwarts, without them.
A/N: In the next chapter things will get more interesting. please review and make suggestions. I am open to new ideas, I will respond to every review.