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Spinner’s end: a quiet and depressing place, full of unwanted memories and long forgotten pleasures. Severus sat on his front porch, a lone and out of work, again. He sighed and settled his stiff body back into the wicker chair; the wooden bored creaking under him as he shifted positions. It had been a year to the date that his parents had moved out and left him to his own vices. A year since Lilly’s wedding. He thought bitterly. It was as he was wondering what she saw in James when a large White truck fallowed by a little red car came around the corner. He was surprised to see it pull into the house across the way. The dingy blue house almost completely surrounded by trees had been for sale for years now. His thoughts drifted from Lilly to the family now getting out of the car. Seemingly muggle, they seemed to have an awkward air of happiness about them.
Caching his gaze, the man shouted some directions to the truck driver, and then whisked his wife and their young daughter inside. Feeling the familiar feeling of being shut out he went back to his thoughts of almost, that is until the slamming of the truck door captured his attention. Now leaning against the truck stood a small brunette, her arm resting over her face blocking out the sun. Her long straight hair cascaded down her back and over her frail white shoulders, creating a warm glow about her. Feeling his gaze she lifted her arm off of her face and let oceanic orbs trace over to the shadows where he sat, giving him a small somber smile before bringing her arm back down to her side. She reminded him of a small, sad eyed angel. He nodded acknowledging her existence while wondering how someone like that could possibly be upset. It was then that the front door to that dingy blue flue open and the father figure from the car beckoned her inside, throwing Sevrus a rather filthy look.

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Weeks went bye and the month of June finally showed its warmer side, bearing down on the cracked ground with such intensity that time seemed to stand still. It was during this time that Sevrus found himself immobile, and on the porch once more. He had picked up a rather interesting habit. If the dark lord had nothing for him to do he would investigate the naber. To his knowledge the went to work Monday through Friday from eight to ten. The wife worked nights and slept during the day, leaving their two daughters, Amity and Tempest to look out for themselves. Sometimes they would come outside and gather berries or pick flowers, but today it was just Tempest. She walked around the front of her house bare footed, bucket in hand.  Once by the car she sat the bucket down and turned around calling for her younger sister, who sulkily bought the hose around and handed it over.  Severus watched contently as she stripped down to her swimsuit and began to wash the car, her younger sister in toe. He smirked to himself, his dark eyes tracing where the water trickled across her sun kissed skin. It was innocent entertainment, really, but her father would be back for lunch soon and he couldn’t risk being noticed, so he got to his feet and began to make his way to the sticky old wooden door that opened his house.
“Sir?” A small voice called after him.  He turned slowly on the spot and gave the speaker the most bemused expression that he could muster.
“Yes?”
His body tensed seeing how close the brunette now was.
“ My sister and I where wondering if you would like us to wash your car… you see, we’re nabers now and I think that nabers are suppose to do things like that for each other, right?”
He found it hard to look away from her, but did.
“ I do not own a vehicle.”
There was a moment of silence between the both of them.
“Alright then… sorry for disturbing you…. Err… what is your name?”
~That was rather bold~
He thought, biting the inside of his lip. She was much more attractive up close, especially now that she was …wet…  he took in a stale hot breath and then forced his face to show indifference.
“My name is Severus Snape….”
The smile on her face was sweeter than ever.
“ I’m Tempest Burch. “
There was another long pause.
“ It was nice to meet you…. Tell me how ol-“
The sound of tires on gravel made his voice stop working and then he opened his door and stepped inside.
“ I think that your father is home. You’d better go and greet him.” He said before shutting the door in her face.

Description
Spinner’s end: a quiet and depressing place, full of unwanted memories and long forgotten pleasures. Severus sat on his front porch, a lone and out of work, again. He sighed and settled his stiff body back into the wicker chair; the wooden bored creaking under him as he shifted positions. It had been a year to the date that his parents had moved out and left him to his own vices. A year since Lilly’s wedding. He thought bitterly. It was as he was wondering what she saw in James when a large White truck fallowed by a little red car came around the corner. He was surprised to see it pull into the house across the way. The dingy blue house almost completely surrounded by trees had been for sale for years now. His thoughts drifted from Lilly to the family now getting out of the car. Seemingly muggle, they seemed to have an awkward air of happiness about them.
Caching his gaze, the man shouted some directions to the truck driver, and then whisked his wife and their young daughter inside. Feeling the familiar feeling of being shut out he went back to his thoughts of almost, that is until the slamming of the truck door captured his attention. Now leaning against the truck stood a small brunette, her arm resting over her face blocking out the sun. Her long straight hair cascaded down her back and over her frail white shoulders, creating a warm glow about her. Feeling his gaze she lifted her arm off of her face and let oceanic orbs trace over to the shadows where he sat, giving him a small somber smile before bringing her arm back down to her side. She reminded him of a small, sad eyed angel. He nodded acknowledging her existence while wondering how someone like that could possibly be upset. It was then that the front door to that dingy blue flue open and the father figure from the car beckoned her inside, throwing Sevrus a rather filthy look.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Weeks went bye and the month of June finally showed its warmer side, bearing down on the cracked ground with such intensity that time seemed to stand still. It was during this time that Sevrus found himself immobile, and on the porch once more. He had picked up a rather interesting habit. If the dark lord had nothing for him to do he would investigate the naber. To his knowledge the went to work Monday through Friday from eight to ten. The wife worked nights and slept during the day, leaving their two daughters, Amity and Tempest to look out for themselves. Sometimes they would come outside and gather berries or pick flowers, but today it was just Tempest. She walked around the front of her house bare footed, bucket in hand.  Once by the car she sat the bucket down and turned around calling for her younger sister, who sulkily bought the hose around and handed it over.  Severus watched contently as she stripped down to her swimsuit and began to wash the car, her younger sister in toe. He smirked to himself, his dark eyes tracing where the water trickled across her sun kissed skin. It was innocent entertainment, really, but her father would be back for lunch soon and he couldn’t risk being noticed, so he got to his feet and began to make his way to the sticky old wooden door that opened his house.
“Sir?” A small voice called after him.  He turned slowly on the spot and gave the speaker the most bemused expression that he could muster.
“Yes?”
His body tensed seeing how close the brunette now was.
“ My sister and I where wondering if you would like us to wash your car… you see, we’re nabers now and I think that nabers are suppose to do things like that for each other, right?”
He found it hard to look away from her, but did.
“ I do not own a vehicle.”
There was a moment of silence between the both of them.
“Alright then… sorry for disturbing you…. Err… what is your name?”
~That was rather bold~
He thought, biting the inside of his lip. She was much more attractive up close, especially now that she was …wet…  he took in a stale hot breath and then forced his face to show indifference.
“My name is Severus Snape….”
The smile on her face was sweeter than ever.
“ I’m Tempest Burch. “
There was another long pause.
“ It was nice to meet you…. Tell me how ol-“
The sound of tires on gravel made his voice stop working and then he opened his door and stepped inside.
“ I think that your father is home. You’d better go and greet him.” He said before shutting the door in her face.