FULL NAME: Severus Snape SPECIES: Wizard HAIR: not described EYES: not described MARKINGS: none described POSSESSIONS: money for red shoes.
ORIGIN: "Harry is seven and he lives with the Dursleys (they still treat him bad and everything) because Lily got sick when he was five and is in the hospital." This is based off the song The Christmas Shoes. CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Snape is going shopping for the Hogwarts Staff Secret Santa, and bumps into Harry trying to buy some shoes for his dying mother. He doesn't have enough money, so Snape pays for them, and then accompanies Harry to the hospital. He tells Lily how special Harry is, and then gives the privacy. A short time later, Lily dies, and Snape refuses to let Harry go live with mean Aunt Petunia. SPECIAL ABILITIES: Well...in Hogwarts they say that Snape's small heart grew three sizes that day!
NOTES: Of all the scenarios to create with this song, Snape helping Harry? Really?
SAMPLE: "That is one great kid you have got there." I said, stepping into the room. She looked up at me, her eyes wide.
"What do you mean?" she asked, curiously with that hoarse whisper that I knew meant she was near death.
"I was in the line behind him in the store. He said that he wanted to buy you those shoes so that you would look beautiful if you met Jesus tonight." She let out a small gasp at that "He didn’t have enough money so I loaned him some. He was so happy when he saw. He just wanted to make you happy." I finished. Lily looked up at me.
"Thank you. You really made him happy…you made me happy too." She said, her voice seeming weaker by the minute. I made my excuses and turned out of the room. The pinched-faced lady glared at me from her place across the hall. I looked through the window where Harry had awoken and was talking to his Mama, who seemed unresponsive. I turned away from the window and leaned against it. He came out a few minutes later, looking happy yet sad.
"How is your Mama?" I asked, dreading the answer. He gave me a smile.
"She’s great." He said. Then he looked up " I hope Jesus likes her shoes." He tried to look happy but the tears clouding his eyes gave him away. I opened my arms and gathered him into them. He cried into my shoulder. The pinched-faced lady grabbed him from me and latched onto his arm.
"What are you doing? Do you even know him? Come on! We’re going home. Now that your mother is gone we are stuck with you!" She began dragging him down the hallway. He turned to me and waved but "Aunt Petunia" grasped his arm harder. I couldn’t stand for that. I went over to them and spoke to her face.
"Listen, the boys mother just died! Have some compassion! Have you no heart? I can’t believe he has to go live with you and your family! I will not allow it! I am taking him with me into our world where he belongs!" I was about to reach for him when her shrilly voice began yelling in my ear.
"You-you’re one of them?" She hissed.
"Yes, I am a wizard. I went to school with Lily and her husband, James and I am taking him, whether you like it or not!" That left her speechless. Good. I grabbed him and picked him up.
"Harry, how would you like to go far, far away and live with people who love you?" I asked him. He nodded his head excitedly. I apparated us away
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