Hey All! So, I'm back at the HP forum, so I will be writing a lot of HP again, and a lot of Severon, or Severus/Ron if you want to get technical, here is the second of many stories for this term!

Flying: Kicking off/Getting a good start, (location) The Great Hall.

I don't own!

Enjoy!

Ron smirked when he saw Severus at the faculty table. He had been late in getting to the school, so he arrived with the students.

He moved quickly, taking the vacant seat next to his old professor. He knew taking over Madam Hooch's old position was a good idea, Severus' face when he saw him was well worth the train ride over, whether or not it was his fault for being so late.

Severus had no idea who was to take over the newly vacant flying instructor's position. Madam Hooch had broken a hip and decided that it would be best not to return this year, and Albus had been very secretive on the new teacher.

Severus was curious when he saw the oldest male Weasley arrive with the students. He had only graduated the year before, why would he be back so soon? A thought passed his mind, it couldn't be, this baffoon couldn't be the new flight instructor, he had barely been able to fly a broom when he left it didn't matter that he kept the other teams from scoring quite a few points before giving the team over to Mr. Wood at the end of the year.

He remembered the saying, those who can't, teach. It must have been that way for him.

Of course, the male decided it was best to sit next to him, never mind that the only open seat was next to him.

Ron grinned as Severus ignored him. Dumbledore, who had insisted he call him Albus now, had insisted that he not tell his family what his new job was, and Ron complied, just so he could see the looks on his brothers' faces when he sat down next to the potions master. Also, the looks of combined horror on all the teachers' faces. He knew he was a bad student, but this was just ridiculous, and hilarious.

Albus cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention. Students and teachers alike turned to watch the elderly man.

"I would like to introduce your new Flight instructor, Ronald Weasley. Many of you may remember Mr. Weasley as a student, I must assure you, he is now a teacher, and he has the ability to give and take points from your houses now. I recommend you keep that in mind when you attend his lessons. Now-"

Severus ignored the rest, it was pretty much the same as it always was. Instead his mind wandered to the last interaction he had with the new 'coach'.

"Come on Professor, live a little. You don't have anywhere to be until later." Ronald looked at him with wide eyes.

"It is highly inappropriate to be dating one so much younger then myself. Good day." Severus didn't look back, he didn't want the boy to see his indecision, didn't want him to see that he was still considering 'living a little'.

He hadn't seen him since, that was only weeks after school had let out the last year.

Ron grinned as he leaned in close, acting like he was reaching for something. Severus turned an interesting shade of red, it was so pale, pink would be a better description of the color, barely there would be another. The only reason Ron could see it was because he was so close.

"Meet me back here after curfew?" Ron whispered. His grin widened when the man nodded slightly.

Being a teacher was different. He sat in his seat within the Great Hall's walls, waiting patiently for the older teacher to arrive. He had been trying to start something in his last year, then he realized that that was a bad idea. So he waited until the summer. Unfortunately, that didn't work either. His last chance was this, he would ask, if it was a yes, then great, but if it's a no, well, he'll have to switch places with Flitwick at the table.

"What made you think this was a good idea?" The deep voice of Severus Snape sounded behind him. Ron startled and turned, dropping his chair to the floor.

"Severus. Don't scare me like that." He held a hand to his chest.

"And no, I think that this is one of my worse ideas. If you haven't noticed, I'm not the type to successfully plane ahead. Of course, I had hope that this would work out, with you accepting my proposition and us not being on bad terms. And now that I'm a teacher, and an adult in pretty much all cultures that I know of, you can't say that I'm a child. And I've looked up different age different cou-" He could have continued, if he didn't have a pair of thin, warm lips covering his. He was okay with this. This was good. A hand came up to hold the back of Severus' head, moving them into a better position.

In the morning the students and teachers would wonder what had happened to the great hall, and would blame the Poltergeist.

So, this happened. I don't know. It is so OOC it's sad.

So, within this crazy dark place in which I call my mind, I imagine that Ginny is the oldest child then Ron, then the twins, and so on, so Charlie is Harry's friend, not Ron. And just so this will fit a bit better, Ginny works with Dragons. And Gabrielle and Fleur change ages too. Just so Bill will be 3 years older than Fleur.

Mars