===Well, you asked for it. Now here it is! I hope you enjoy! Don't get mad if I update slow, I'm busy. lol, that sounded a bit mean. shrugs Oh well. Time for the starting stuff:
Thanks to everyone who gave me ideas for starting a sequal to Has Snape Gone Mad. If you haven't read that, you might want to. There will be things thrown in that may confuse you.
I have taken honor in being able to borrow Ms. JKR's characters. Please do not sue me, for I will return them when I'm done in the condition I had found them in. I am a hostess and therefore do not make enough money to pay you even if you do sue me. I only take credit for the plot, everything else is up for grabs grin And with those words, I give to you:===
An eye twitch finished the spell. Yellow. He hated the-- no, not hated. That was far too kind of a word. He loathed, despised, shunned the color that his room had previously had been so cheerfully plastered. To Potions Master (and head of Slytherin), Severus Snape, the amount of brightness and happiness that evil color yellow added to the room, highly deprived him. And even now, even though he restored the color back to it's reviving blacks and grays, he swore he could see some yellow poking it's bright eyes out at him, slapping him with it's sharp, yellow nails, all the while screaming "Welcome back arse-hole!" in a mockingly vivid voice. All he could suffice on doing is twitching his eye.
"Welcome back, indeed." Severus spat aloud. When it didn't seem to help take the phantom color away, Severus turned up his nose and snorted, leaving his classroom in a flow of billowing, black robes. He needed a break. Maybe medical leave would provide him enough time to save him from insanity.
Deciding that sounded like an excellent and profound idea, he began to make his way to the Headmasters office. He found the winding stairs that led to Dumbledore's office open, the Gargoyle that usually stood in front of the passage way was posed boldly in place beside the entry way. He took this as a sign and invited himself to take the stairs, two at a time, eager to get his much needed vacation. He didn't think about knocking on the closed doors that led to Dumbledore's office, and burst through them without a second thought with a voice that was louder than the wand he carried.
"Albus, I'd like to take this time to apply my right of medical leave, effective now and ending after summer. And as such, I'd also like to say that--"
"Severus." Dumbledore's sparkling and old voice interrupted. Severus stopped talking abruptly and blinked as he noticed more of who was in the office. His eyes turned cold at the sight of Hermione sitting in a chair beside Dumbledore's desk. 'Bloody Gryffindors,' He thought. 'They are always good for ruining the perfect entrance.' He quickly cleared his throat and looked back to the Headmaster.
"I'm sorry, Headmaster. I will come back at another appropriate time." Severus nodded and turned to leave the room when Dumbledore called him back happily. Severus turned, avoiding Hermione's surprised look.
"Miss Granger and I have been discussing her vacation as well." Dumbledore started.
"Very nice, Headmaster, but I don't see any important significance to my leave."
"Well, Severus. It seems Miss Granger has taken an interest in potions. She has proposed to me about taking a summer class in which to study potions more thoroughly." Dumbledore finished with a smile and Severus paled, if it was even possible. The eye twitch returned. He had an inkling where this was headed and he didn't like it one bit. It seemed as if Hermione had figured it out as well, for her skin had turned a shade of green and her face contorted into torture-like features.
"Albus, you don't expect--"
"Quite the opposite, Severus. You shall have your 'medical leave,' if that is what you wish to call it."
Severus let out a sigh of relief and forced a half smile. He nodded once more to Dumbledore.
"Very well. My thanks, Albus. Miss Granger, don't expect any favoritism for widening your knowledge of potions." He stepped back to the door and Dumbledore called him back once more.
"That's not the end of it, Severus. If you could please, have a seat." Dumbledore waved a hand and a chair turned, beckoning Severus to stay a bit longer. Severus grumbled under his breath and reluctantly took the seat.
"I thought it'd be a nice gesture if you'd accompany Miss Granger to the heart of London in an all expenses paid vacation for the summer."
Severus's jaw flopped open and closed, yet no sound came. He took in a hasty breath and looked at Dumbledore.
"But...Headmaster...I...I can't teach on medical leave." Severus replied. A tone of nervousness in his voice.
"I'm not saying anything about teaching, Severus. Just go along and supervise that Miss Granger is getting the education she deserves."