Ok guys, herein lies my new story. I do not, in any way, shape, or form, say that this is a new, unique idea. Because it's not. I know this, you know this, so let's just all get on the same page and repeat after me:
This is (quite possibly the first) not a unique idea thought up by GoddessoftheNight. I actually think it might've been a contest topic once...but whoever thought this up first, I bow to you. I decided to write this story line because this is definitely in my top five favorite HP/SS stories to read
I meant for this to be a one-shot and I made sure to finish it before typing and posting (to save both you and I the trouble of waiting so long)...however, as I was typing this up, I didn't get past 7 ½ written pages (in one of them black leather journals...smaller size) and one scene switch before I was at 5 ½ pages on here...and there's plenty more to this...so yes...it's a chapter story
Now I'm done with this "illegal" note...shhhhh...don't tell the admins. I hope you enjoy this story...please give it a chance, even though it's not unique in possibly any way at all
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"Professor?" Harry shouted warily, backing up against the desk behind him
"What have you done, Potter?" Snape ran over to inspect the bubbling potion as the rest of the class backed away as far as they could manage to get
The potion gave a great belch, releasing a glob of the incorrect potion towards the Potions Master who elegantly moved out of the way before he could be hit with the vile substance
"Everyone out! Out NOW!" Snape shouted as the intensity of the bubbling increased
The rest of the students were quick to obey, but Harry seemed to be rooted to the spot, his knuckles white from the force with which he was gripping the desk, his eyes wide with terror as he watched the cauldron
"Potter! You have to move!" Snape shouted, "Please, Harry! Move away from it! Come to me!" The man shouted desperately, opening up his arms to the boy
Said student turned from the cauldron and looked at his professor questioningly, not sure if he had really heard his given name come out of that sadistic mouth with genuine concern
In the time that he was turned from the potion, the bubble that had been steadily growing finally reached its limit and popped, sending the liquid inside it flying, covering Harry in the substance, though Snape was just out of its reach
Harry's eyes grew wide as his skin began to burn slightly. His gaze locked with Snape's once more, and, as the fear and anguish became too much for him to bear, he yelled out to the man
"It hurts! Please, oh god! Help me! Please! It hurts!!!"
Severus began to run to Harry, but before he could reach him, the boy let out his last cry for help before disappearing with a pop of displaced air. The last thing the older man heard was a pain filled "Severus!"
A look of shock fell upon the Potions Master's face, just before a look of understanding
"So this is it, huh?" The man asked himself, "Please be careful...please come back to me," he prayed before going up to inform the Headmaster of the change in events
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"I said wake up! I demand to know who you are right this instant!"
When the intruder didn't wake, the speaker moved slightly closer and poked the body
"Tell me you're not dead," the figure begged, "How would I explain how a dead boy got into my bed? Wake up!"
With a particularly hard jab to the sleepers ribs, the form bolted up right, nearly hitting his head with the head of his unknown companion
"Woah there," the other occupant said, "Just calm down there a little"
The previous sleeper looked over at the other boy incredulously, "Who are you? Where am I?" Harry asked frantically
"You're at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry"
Harry sat still, staring at the slightly familiar face, taking in the familiar hair and staring into the all-too-familiar onyx eyes
"What year is this?" Harry asked, scared of the answer
After a brief single raised eyebrow, the boy answered, "1983...who are you?"
Harry's mouth fell open with shock, "Harry...Harry Po...sket. Yes, Harry Posket," Harry mentally slapped himself for thinking of such an idiotic name
"Posket? What kind of name is that?"
"Swedish? Or so I've been told," he lied, "What's your name, then?" he asked, a little more than annoyed with this fellow by now
"Severus Snape," the other replied confidently, chin rising a little in the air
He couldn't say the answer had surprised him, because he had already thought it was him. Knowing the year, however, made things come together a little more
"So, Severus, where am I inside the castle and how did I get here?"
"You happen to be in my bed in the Slytherin dungeons," Severus replied, a little irritated, "How you got here, however, is something I was hoping you could tell me"
Harry looked around the enclosure, finally taking in the black, green and silver decor...as well as the fact that his robes were very much ruined, though his clothes remained well in tact
"I think I need to see the Headmaster"
"Not until I know why you're in my bed"
Harry held back his groan of frustration and simply closed his eyes tight instead, for the last thing he wanted to do was get on the bad side of this Snape, as well
"Then maybe it'd be best if you came with me to see the Headmaster...I don't know what I'm allowed to tell"
The young Severus looked at the other boy skeptically at first, then seemingly gave in, "Ok, just let me get changed first"
"Of course," Harry conceded as Severus began his retreat from the bed
While Severus was in the bathroom changing, Harry looked around the room and noticed that only two people shared a room, and his particular roommate was currently not in the room
As soon as the pale boy emerged from the bathroom, they silently headed out and up to see the Headmaster
"Ah, Severus, I see you've brought me a friend," Dumbledore smiled as the pair walked in
"Not by choice, Headmaster. I woke up and found him there"
"Found him where, my boy?"
"His bed," Harry spoke up, "And we don't know how it happened"
Dumbledore's face fell and his eyes grew cold, "I thought I had made it perfectly clear that alcohol of any kind was prohibited in this castle"
Severus and Harry stood with identical looks of shock on their faces, jaws dropped, before they both began to laugh uncontrollably
"You think that we...and then we..." Harry attempted to say through gasps for air as he gestured from Severus to himself repeatedly
Dumbledore's face grew gentle again, his smile returning, "So you didn't consume alcohol then?" he asked rather hopefully
"Of course not, Headmaster. The very idea is laughable," Severus stated, straightening himself out
"Hence the laughing," Harry pointed out, trying desperately to keep a straight face. He didn't have a problem with sleeping with Snape...well...not really, anyway. He had liked him for awhile, but the idea of actually going that far...let's just say he thought it futile to think such things when his Professor would most likely never be up for that sort of thing
"So now that that's covered, who are you exactly?" Dumbledore asked
"I don't know if you'll believe me or not"
"You have to at least try," Dumbledore encouraged
"I'm from the future...2003, to be exact," Harry started and began to get nervous at the calculating expressions on his companions faces, "I am a 6th year Gryffindor, and you are still the Headmaster, sir"
There was a silence before Dumbledore spoke up, "This is not the first time that this has happened, but even taking that into consideration, I'm still not the most open-minded person when it comes to accepting this as an excuse"
"I wouldn't expect you to just accept it, though that would make things easier. I can't prove anything to you by telling you of the future, for you know none of it anyway and have no way of testing my credibility that way"
"Agreed. So let's try another route. First off, what is your name? I believe I have yet to hear it"
"My name is Harry Potter, sir," Harry stated while looking sideways at Severus
The other boy looked at him in shock, "You said it was Harry Posket"
"I didn't know you'd come with me and find out my true identity...I'm sorry," And God help him, he meant it
"Potter...as in James Potter?" Dumbledore asked, bringing at least Harry's eyes back to him
"The same. James Potter wa...is my father"
"Your father?! Who's your mother?" Severus asked, utterly floored
"I don't know if I should reveal that..."
"Go on; I'm sure it will be obvious," Severus urged
"Lily Evans"
"Ah yes, those two do seem the marrying type," Dumbledore smiled
"Potter and Evans? I shudder at the thought of them fornicating. Though I cannot say I'm particularly surprised"
"Severus," Dumbledore warned
"Sorry sir"
"Now Harry, may I inquire as to what happened to bring you here?"
"Of course. I was in Potions Class making an anti-inflammatory potion, or I was supposed to, anyway," Harry stated, sending an apologetic look towards Severus, "The potion exploded and Professor Sss...my Professor tried to get me away from it, but I couldn't move for some reason. I felt the tugging of a port key like device and yelled to him one last time. The next think I know, I'm being poked in the ribs, so I figure that must be the reason"
"I see..." Dumbledore said, deep in thought, "it seems to hold up well, especially with your burnt Hogwarts robes," his eyes twinkled, Harry blushed and Severus smirked
"You screwed up an anti-inflammatory potion?" Severus scoffed
"I'm not that good at potions, I'll admit that much"
"Obviously," And there was that blasted sneer. Damn
"Now boys, I need you two to get along because you will be rooming together"
"What?" They both shouted simultaneously
"But I've already got a roommate, sir! Can't he stay with Roland Stevens? He doesn't have a roommate"
"I know he doesn't - that is why Richard will be sharing with him and Harry with you"
"I can't stay in Slytherin, sir, I can't," Harry begged
"You can and you will. Severus is the only one who knows who you really are and will work to keep it all a secret," Dumbledore said and put up a hand to keep the pair from objecting before continuing on, "Now, I will announce your arrival at lunch today and you will attend classes while you're here...all the same ones as Severus, if you are indeed here that long. Winter Vacation started yesterday and there aren't many students here because of it, such as Severus' roommate and the rest of Slytherin House except for a few younger children"
"So that gives me two weeks to find a way out of here before I'm more noticeable, you mean?" Harry asked
"Exactly," Dumbledore said, "So if there are no more questions, I'll just let you two get settled then," and before either boy could respond, the Headmaster was pushing them towards the door
Once in the hallway, Severus turned to Harry and said, "Well, Potter, now we're in this together, I guess. Let's try to play nice"
"With all due respect, Severus," Harry stressed the name, "you can't call me Potter"
"Well I'm certainly not calling you Posket"
"Fine, how about Harry Lawrence instead?"
After a brief consideration, Severus responded, "Better"
"Glad you approve," Harry said sarcastically
"Come on, Harry, let's get you acquainted with Slytherin"
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So that's the first part...please tell me how this went...again, I'm an American and Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone came out in 98 (if my memory suits me), so if he arrives before January of his 6th year, that makes it 2003...if you see wrong math (which is quite possible), feel free to inform me
I'm hoping this only takes about 3, 4 or maybe even 5 chapters to do...at such point of an end, I'll ask you guys if you wish a sequel...and if you do, I'll need help on an idea for it...but that, my friends, is something to worry about another day
If you do not review, I will not update. Most of you should know this by now...if you're following me in this journey called "creation"...or something...sorry, it's been a looooooong week since it's performance weekend for our school play, Dracula...yup...ok...I'm going now...