Title: New Problem, Same Fights, Old Story

Genre: Romance/Supernatural/Angst

Main Characters: Severus Snape, Ginny Potter and Harry Potter

Pairing: Severus/Ginny

Plot: Severus was not dead. He was merely suspended in a death like state for twenty years, waking up to a world where he and Harry Potter are the same age, and for Merlin knows what reason, he, Severus Snape, is falling in love with his old adversary's wife. A simple thing, to be sure, except for Ginny just might love him back...

Notes: This one's for MNA. It's going to be a ten-chaptered fic. I've never done anything like this before so I would love everyone's input via review, if possible.

Chapter One: A Rather Rude Wake Up Call

He had been sleeping for twenty years. Twenty years was a long time and everything had changed. It was so difficult to fathom the changes that had taken place. And he wasn't even aware of them. He was only sleeping.

He didn't know that the war had ended two decades past. Didn't know that all of his students were grown up, married and had carried children. He didn't know that Harry Potter, his very least favourite – the one with Lily's eyes – had named his second child partially after him.

He was only sleeping. But that would soon change.

Ginny knelt beside the dead professor's grave. She never really wanted to be here, but she knew that it meant a lot to Harry, so of course she would go with him. Her children – James, Albus and Lily – were kneeling beside her in silence, whilst Harry was putting flowers beside the tombstone, as he always did, with a tear in his eye for the bravest man he'd ever known.

When the silence seemed to be too much for Harry to handle, he nodded at Ginny, who told the children that they were to leave. They all stood up and began to walk away, when James finally spoke. "Dad?"

Harry forced a smile at his eldest son. "Yes, James?"

"Listen, I know that this guy was special to you. Clearly he was if you named Al after him. But...I don't understand."

"What don't you understand, sweetheart?" Ginny prompted him, ruffling his hair.

James pushed her off of him and then continued speaking. "Why would you mourn the death of a greasy haired guy who was a git to you your whole life. It doesn't make any sense."

Harry sighed. "It doesn't make any sense to me either. But it's important to me, all right?"

James shrugged. "I suppose if this git was important to you, we should keep visiting him, eh?"

"I think that would be best." Harry nodded, allowing for James to believe he had control. In truth, he hated speaking about Snape so bluntly. Yes, Snape had been awful to him over the years, but what was important was that he loved Harry's mother, and Lily would have wanted Harry to visit him in death.

Little did he know, that as he walked away, James' words had roused the man into awareness.

He felt himself tingle all over, as though he were being born again. Shivering slightly, he opened his eyes and noticed the darkness. It did not take him long to realise that he was in a grave, buried alive. Slowly, but surely, he began to dig himself out.

And when he did, he thought to himself, he would have to find the child that had insulted him so. Why, that boy was even more like James Potter than Harry himself. And for that reason, and that reason alone, Severus decided that he hated the boy. And that was that.