A/N: Hello! My name is Katharina; I'm 20 years old and I'm from Germany (so please excuse the mistakes I may make). My favourite character in the Harry Potter universe is Severus Snape (I simply adore Rickman since Die Hard 1 and Robin Hood!). So you'll have to read a lot about his character in my little story ;o)

This is my first Harry Potter fanfiction so there might be some plot mistakes, because I only read the first three books, but I'll start with the 4th one within the next weeks *promise*. Thanks for reading and enjoy!

HARRY POTTER

AND THE RETURN OF THE DEATHEATERS

By: Kathi Skywalker

*Chapter one: Pink and orange potions*

Severus Snape looked unbelievingly down at Neville Longbottom's cauldron.

"This Mr. Longbottom isn't a potion. It's a nightmare. Would you please explain - What exactly is the difference between your potion and the other one's?"

Neville looked around clumsily, pleading for someone to help him out of his misery.

"Well Sir, I think Sir…" he started, but was soon interrupted by his teacher.

"You 'think' Longbottom? That I call a good start. Please be so kind and inform me if anything worthy my attention is coming out of your little brainstorming. And just to inform you, Mr. Longbottom, your so called 'potion' is pink. Have you ever heard of a pink potion before?"

Neville was sweating and his hands were trembling with fear. Ever since that famous Defence against the Dark Arts lesson with professor Lupin last year everyone, including professor Snape, was aware of the fact the that none else but professor Severus Snape himself was Neville's greatest nightmare. In almost every potions lesson Snape treated Longbottom like a complied idiot, while all Slytherins were laughing about the poor Gryffindor. But Snape was the personal nemesis of everyone who had the misfortune to be in the house of Gryffindor. 

Hermione's hand jumped up into the air.

"Professor Snape?" The dark figure turned around and glared at his new victim.

"Yes Miss Granger?"

Hermione seemed to become unsure. "But professor Snape, there is a pink potion if I remember correctly. It's a love-potion." If looks were able kill, Hermione would have been dead within seconds.   

"Hermione Granger, you are a real unnerving I-know-it-all, do you know that?"

Hermione swallowed. Maybe it would have been saver not to mention this special potion in front of her potions master,

"Miss Granger is right. There is a pink potion called 'Venia' and it is indeed a love potion. It promises eternal love to its maker. But I would strongly advise you never to touch it, because it works not only for the first subject that gets into your vision (human or not), but it's also active for at least two days or even longer, that depends on the quantity that you've consumed. Anyway in my lessons there won't be any pink potions." His still on Hermione fixed glare switched over to Longbottom again.

"So why don't you call copy that down for a start. And five points from Gryffindor for this…" His long fingers pointed at Neville's pink, watery something.

"…this 'potion'. I really hope you're able to fix this till the end of the lesson, or we'll test if this is indeed a love potion Mr. Longbottom." The whole class was laughing, except form Neville.

"Yeah maybe we could make him fall in love with at Granger mudblood. Wouldn't that make a pair? The dump and the mudblood!" Draco Malfoy screamed laughing.

Harry smiled over to Hermione sympathetically. He really hoped that someday something would happen to wrap that twisted smile away from Snape's face and the rest of the Slytherin gang. His mind wandered off to the next Quidditch match this summer. Yeah, that would it be. Gryffindor versus Slytherin. He against Malfoy. It would be gorgeous to show them some manners, in the one or the other way.

Suddenly the door was opened by Gemmo, one of the Hogwarts house-elfs.

"Professor Snape, Sir. There is a letter for you, Sir. A very important letter, Sir. Very important." Snape looked once again at Longbottom's pink substance and walked over to the house-elf, reaching for the white paper in his hands.

"I really hope it's important Gemmo, because if it's not…" He started threatening the fearful elf, but opened the letter instead and broke the red wax emblem into.

Studying his face with interest Harry saw his expression change from annoyance to interest into pure horror. What was that letter about that seemed to terrify their infamous potions master that much? Suddenly Snape looked up again.

"The class is finished." He declared simply. 

"Gemmo you will inform the headmaster that I'm gone for the next few days. I'll inform him personally about the reasons of my departure as soon as possible, and while I'm gone you will make sure that our wannabe wizards down here won't blow themselves up while cleaning up their potions." With that he stormed out off the dungeons and left a very confused and helpless looking house-elf behind.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"What was that about?" Harry asked quietly. "I've never seen Snape in such a hurry." Also Malfoy seemed to be a bit out off balance after his head of the house had left so quickly.

"Who cares?" Ron asked smiling. "No more potions this week!"      

To be continued.

A/N: Please review and let me know what you think about it. I simply need reviews!!!