A snake stolen sparks Snape's suspicion on the softer sex.
Original story: S.O.B Story by
Remix author:
The Source of Severus' Sourness (The Smile Is But A Souvenir Remix)
Severus Snape was so the solitary sod. His scowls and snarls scarcely secured him any sympathy.
A suffering schoolboy subsisted, still, under the sour surface. A sad scenario, at the start of his schooldays, had separated him from his steadiest support: his soft Susie (a sensational stuffed snake). To Susie he sang, with Susie he slept; a shame for a schoolboy, so it stayed a secret – surely that isn’t surprising.
A stuttered spell had sufficed: Salazar Slytherin herself had sauntered in out of a smoke screen. Slytherinly – ha ha – Sally had sidetracked him with smooches and snogs and significant sexiness. His schoolboy senses soon saturated, he had sat stupidly, stunned, when his siren’s slyness had struck: sensing the spell springing her back, Sally had seized Susie Snake, snatching it from its spot!
Since, Severus has stayed away from smart, sexy, skirt-wearing sirens – once they’ve squeezed your snake, they sneak away.