Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character of Harry Potter or the story itself. This entire wondrous world is the possession of J.K. Rowling.

Author's note: There's a lot of time-turner fic and I must say that they are my favourite's ones! I just wanted to do something different in bringing Severus to the time of the Golden Trio and not Hermione to the time of the Marauders. I've got some ideas for the plot...let's see where this'll bring us! Maybe the idea already been exploited, if so my mean is not to copy but just having some fun in writing and hopefully let you have some fun too.

Severus was lying in his four poster bed, with some books gathered around him. This was his last year in Hogwarts and he wanted to have the highest score possible. He longed for perfection and did everything to achieve his goal. So, he spent most of his spared times studying in his room with all the curtains closed so that no one could disturb him. Also, to be sure that he could study in peace, he put some silencing charms outside his curtains. This way, he could not hear anyone when he was in his bed. This was the best way to keep his concentration at a top level. When he wasn't in his room, he was at the library to read some books.

The library was really his favourite place. He loved the scent of old dusty books. He loved being amongst such knowledge and never had enough of reading. His favourite subject was with no doubt: potions. He was very happy to be a prefect, because he had access to the restricted area and could learn even more on everything! As he wanted to impress his new Slytherins friends, it seemed to him that Dark Arts were the one thing he should know more about.

Before his fifth year, Dark Arts weren't is main interest, but everything changed since he had this fight with Lily. How he regret calling her a mudblood, but he couldn't erase what had been done, could he? Since then, they haven't really talked. He tried to be forgiven by explaining the situation but she didn't want to listen to him, saying his new friends were a bad influence. So he decided to let it go. Plus, she was now with that Potter. He couln't possibly hate him more. He already hated him before but now Potter took the only thing that mattered to him and he could never forgive him.

He sighed. He knew that there was a way to change his situation, it would only take some little turns of his time-turner but he just couldn't do that. 'And since when do you have conscience?' In fact, he knew too well since when. When he had hurt Lily, everything changed in him. He wished he could do anything to get her back but he knew, in a way, that his burden would save his soul.

He took out the little tine-turner of his slipover and examined it. 'It's interesting how such a small thing may do so much mess...' He was very proud to have the privilege of having this artefact. This was his little secret with Dumbledore and the teachers. He knew that the teachers had a lot of faith in him to give him such powerful item. 'And I will not deceive them.' He nodded to himself, put back the time-turner in his robe and returned to his reading.

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The next morning, Severus sat up in his bed, rubbed his eyes and yawned. He had studied a lot, before he decided to sleep in the early hours in the morning. Fortunately, he had a charm class this morning 'Stupid wand waving' he thought bitterly. He knew that he could afford to pay little attention in class without having is grades suffering. 'A kid succeed in that damn class...' He definitively preferred the subtlety of potions. It requires a lot of patience and dexterity.

He passed a hand through his dark hair to place them a little and disentangling them. He opened one of his curtains and prepared himself for the class.

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He took placed on his usual seat next to Malfoy and waited for the teacher.

"Boy, Severus... you look awful." said Lucius in disbelief. "Haven't you even slept tonight?"

"Not a lot..." Severus managed a small smile.

Lucius shook his head. "You take this all too seriously, y'know? It's not as if our future was not already certain." he smiled knowingly.

Severus stayed silent at that comment and simply nodded to his friend.

By that time, Sirius and James sat on the desk behind them and Sirius couldn't help but slip a little mean comment.

"It's not as if Snivellus ever looks good. Look at this big crooked nose, at this greasy-hair and at these rings under his eyes! A zombie would be more inviting than you!"

Severus bowed is head and looked at his desk, attempting to ignore this mean comment, but he just couldn't. He had enough of being bullied by Potter and his friends and one day they would pay for that. He glanced a little at Lily, hoping to see her glaring at Sirius for what he said but he saw that she looked at him with no expression on her face and turned her head back to her Hufflepuff friend. He felt so alone. Of course he had Malfoy but it's not as if he could tell him anything about his problems... he would just sneer at him and laugh.

The teacher entered the classroom and taught them how to accomplish basics magical house tasks. He pointed out that they would soon live their life by themselves and that these charms would be quite practical as they would use them each day of their life. Till the end of the class, each team tried to do dishes, washing and ironing with charms. In the end, the class was a total mess, with water everywhere on the floor and with a smell of burned clothes filling the atmosphere. Severus was very happy to go out of this big cloud of smoke when the hour finally finished. He coughed a little before making his way to the next class with Lucius by his side.

"Aww. Poor Snivellus who is coughing because of the smoke. Need some fresh air? I thought that you were immune to bad air as you stink a lot!" laughed Sirius. James and Peter joined Sirius with the laughing; only Remus stood silent.

Severus shot an evil glare to the marauders and stop to walk, coughing again, but this time louder.

"Strange that you seem quite accustomed to smoke, isn't it? I think that you too are immune to bad air." smirked Lucius before turning to his friend who was always coughing.

Sirius was about to start a fight because of what Lucius implied, but James stopped him and shook his head saying it was no use. The marauders continued their way to their next class leaving Severus and Lucius alone.

"Are you alright Severus?" asked Lucius a little bit concerned.

"Yeah..." He continued to cough. "Might only..." cough "...need some water." He forced a smile and coughed.

"Boy. I suggest you to go outside too... A big draft of fresh air wouldn't be bad... Do you want me to come with you?" proposed Lucius tempting to miss a class.

"No..." cough. "I'm gonna be alright." Cough cough. "Please tell Professor McGonagall that..." cough. "...I'm gonna be late. Okay?"

Malfoy nodded and turned back sourly, if only he could have missed that class.

Severus began his way to a boy's lavatory keeping his balance by supporting himself with the walls. He was coughing so hard that he was almost on his knee trying to catch some air. He started to panic as he began to feel dizzy. He had to have some water and quick before he lose consciousness. If only he had brought Malfoy with him instead of being so stubborn. He turned in a new hallway. He was only a staircase and some feet away of the nearest lavatory. He continued to cough and looked on the floor, hoping it would help him get over his dizzyness. 'I will not make it...' He let his book fall on the cold stone. He felt as if all his strength had left him. Slowly, he slid on the floor. Everything seemed to blurry around him. 'Be strong, Severus. Don't faint!' he pleaded mentally. Surprisingly, just when he was about to lose consciouness, he stopped coughing. He took all the strength he had left and took this opportunity to dash to the closet toilet.

Then everything went very fast, he bumped on someone, tried to regain his balance, but because he hadn't a lot of forces left, he couldn't and tumbled down to the bottom of the staircase.

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The other student did regain his composure well, tried to grasp the sleeve of Severus but in vain. He saw him falling down all of the stairs and couldn't help but feeling sorry for the greasy git even if he didn't really like him. He rushed himself to the bottom of the stairs and Severus disappeared before his eyes. 'I'm...gonna be in big trouble...' The eyes of the student widened and he dreaded the moment he would meet Dumbledore and tell him everything. First, he wasn't supposed to be in the hallways has he had a class and faked to be sick, second he bumped on a Slytherin prefect and third the prefect disappeared who knows where! Still he knew he couldn't leave and say nothing so he made his way to Dumbledore's room, dragging his feet on the floor.

Author's note: Well this is it! I'm a French Canadian, so please spare me for the many mistakes I can do! If you see some horrible mistakes, feel free to tell me! I'll correct them:)

A friend took care in correcting some of my most obvious mistakes for that chapter. Let's hope it is better. The next chapters are going to be checked out soon enough too:)