Disclaimer: Okay everyone. Most of this stuff is not mine but it's J.K.'s. She deserves most of the credit for this.

Author's Note: This is my first story so I hope it's not that bad. Any type of help is well accepted. I will also try to update as much as possible. Writers block is already attacking me and I have only written the first two chapters. This is probably totally out of character for Severus, but this is how I want him to be. Enjoy!

The Sweetest Mistress Chapter 1: Dark, Damp Wonderings

No love, no life, what am I even doing alive? Severus Snape sat in is dark and damp office wondering. He did this often, seeing as he had nothing better to think about. He sat in a very dark corner drinking Firewhiskey Butterbeer. Since he had gotten back from working undercover (and especially working with Sirius Black), he had become even more pessimistic and sarcastic. Severus had once been a happy person. Yes, he remembered Lilly, but he would never be happy again. Or so he thought. Then that little voice he hated so much spoke up, "You know she would make you even happier than Lilly did Severus. You know she's why you're alive". As much as he hated it, he knew that dim voice was right. The only thing he would allow himself to believe was that he was a greasy old git. The most cynical greasy old git the world had known, and nobody would (or could) ever love him.

          Why was Albus so nice to him anyway? He did not deserve it after all the bad he had done. He took another drink of his Firewhiskey Butterbeer. Severus Snape had no idea of what was in store for him. He finished off his Butterbeer and found himself in a deep, cold slumber.

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          Albus Dumbledore sat in his grand office quarters eating lemon drops (his favorite Muggle treat). "How am I ever going to get those two together" he thought to himself out loud. Some have always wondered, or have been left wondering, why Albus always seems to read minds, and know something you did not, and all of his Dumbledoreish things. Only he and Minerva McGonagall knew it was because Albus had, as Sybil would say the "Inner Eye". That is right Albus had physic powers, but his are different from Sybil's. Sybil's powers are very foggy, and Albus' on the other hand are as clear as the crystal glass sitting in front of him. Severus had known for a while that Severus was meant for someone, he actually knew whom it as from the day he met Severus. But he was not sure until her first day at Hogwarts. That is when he knew exactly whom Severus was meant for. Albus' train of thought was interrupted by a knock at his door.

"Ah Minerva, you know there is never a need for you to knock."

"Albus don't be silly it is only polite to knock."

"Knocking is a nonsense Minerva. Lemon drop?"

          Minerva ignored his comment and took the plush chair in front of his desk. Then she gently plucked a lemon drop from the candy bowl. She was never really fond of the Muggle candy, but working with Albus so long got her to like them.

"Minerva dearest, what do you want to see happen for Severus?"

"Albus you know that man is sour because he thinks no one would or could love him. Not only love him, and mean it. I know all of the staff tries to be friendly to him. Oh but Albus! He thinks you make us be friendly. We need to get someone to love him."

"Yes Minerva, you are right about that."

"Albus, your eyes are twinkling. What do you know that I don't?"

"Lets think hypothetically for a minute."

"Oh dear. Oh okay just a minute though."

"What would you think of a student/teacher relationship, if and only if the student is of age?"

"Of age as in 'age of consent', or of age as in adult?"

"Technically she is an adult, but she is only in 5th year."

"Albus!" Minerva gasped. "You can not mean?"