Author's Note:

Again, another long fic so subscribe and keep reading!

I have had so much fun writing this and think perhaps it's one of my better ones :D R&R please but no flames!

I've tried to keep people in character as much as possible, but if things change in someone's life, maybe they change too, sometimes for the best, sometimes for the worst.

This is written in diary format- guess who's? yup- our favourite shiny-haired professor 3 So just be aware- we're only getting half of the story, things might not always be as they seem…

Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Harry Potter, although I sure wish I did!

Start of term as usual. Pupils arrive tomorrow, and although I sometimes find them worse than that basilisk last year, they come as a sort of blessed distraction.

I try not to think about things too much, and residing in spinners end over the summer alone usually ends with me thinking too much.

As usual Albus called the staff in for a meeting, just so Filch can read out his mile long list of new rules whilst it siphons in through one ear and out the other.

He also introduced us to the new defence against the dark arts teacher.

I had no idea whom it was going to be, but I was all set to dislike them; I had yet again applied for the position and had yet again been cast away by Dumbledore.

It infuriates me that he can trust me with some things much more valuable than his life, yet he won't trust me with a teaching position. I have appealed to him, for the fourth year in a row, and again his reply was "severus, to change your post would be against my better judgement and besides you make such a wonderful potions master."

I had not truly expected his answer to change from last year, but now I have found out whom he has hired instead of me… I am absolutely fuming.

We were waiting in the great hall as usual, and I was talking to Minerva, or rather she was telling me all about her niece's wedding and I was trying to look interested, when the great doors open and in Albus walks with none other than that filthy werewolf Remus Lupin.

I swear I almost burst out there and then, what a disgrace! What on earth was Albus thinking was he confounded! Lupin weaved his way in and out of everyone like a delightful child in honeydukes, as Albus introduced him to everyone.

However when Lupin reached me and my unwelcoming expression, his smile faltered. Albus shot me a warning glance over his shoulder and I nodded to Lupin who held out his hand and smiled,

"I hope we can put the past behind us Severus."

I looked down at his outstretched hand and raised my eyebrows at his nerve, however I wanted to stay in Albus' good books, and was aware most of the staff were watching. I took his hand briefly and then released it, walking away.

I knew it was childish but the first thing I did was wash my hands.

I stormed up to Albus' office that evening to find him waiting for me calmly behind his desk. "What are you thinking?" what my first question as I paced around his office angrily. He said nothing and simply watched me vent over his half moon spectacles whilst stirring milk into his tea slowly.

He knew of my past with him of how he'd tried to kill me, so how on earth could he trust him now! Not even how could he trust him but how could he trust him over me! I had proved myself so much more trustworthy and loyal, the least he could do was to post me as the dark arts professor! Lupin was a werewolf! If he forgot his potion for just one night he could tear through the school killing people!

As I reached this point Albus had the nerve to ask me if I would please provide Remus' wolfsbane potion every month and that this way of course it would be less likely of him to forget. I shot him the filthiest look I could muster, and he replied only in beaming his thanks. I sat down on a chair opposite him unwillingly.

"Severus, I trust Remus Lupin to do this job to the best of his ability and I'm not saying that he would fulfil the post better than yourself I am simply saying you have a job at the moment, and you know how difficult it is for someone like Remus to get a position."

"someone like Remus" I sneered. "well of course he can't get a position! He could attack people at any moment you know that Albus! A werewolf would kill his best friend if he crossed his path!"

"and so hopefully if you provide him with his potion every month we shall have no chance of that misfortunate event ever happening."

He spoke with closure in his voice and I knew he wanted me to leave. I stood up.

"very well, but I won't be here to pick up the pieces when it all goes wrong."

"ah but Severus" he replied smiling, "you know as well as I, you shall be."

Honestly Albus can be infuriating sometimes.