Harrey Potter was resting wearily on his side looking out across the vast plain the hogwarts express was now crossing. It had been a ruff summer. Anyone knowing Harry closley would have felt that he was acting incredouble strangly, considering how his uncle and aunt had treated him over the summer. They were amazingly kind throughout Harry's stay...but for some reason that unnerved him. He felt strange, like something wasn't right. His aunt didn't mock him about being a wizard, and his Uncle vernon didn't shout anything negative in his direction. Infact, they even for once in his life, celebrated his birthday. Harry knew that he should be greatful, but he wasn't. He didn't like how they were treating him...the truth was he really missed the way they used to treat him. Harry fought with his feelings throughout the train ride, not once speaking towards his friends. "You alright Harry?" Hermonie granger said, eyeing Harry with suspicion. Her voice broke Harry's trance, and he replied, "Yea, Yea, I'm fine..." "You sure, mate? You seem to be all...glazey eyed..." Ron Weasly, Harry's best friend added. "No, no I'm fine...just tired is all...." Harry said quickly. Wanting to change the subject he added, "So who do you reckon is going to take Umbridge's place for DADA possition?" "Hmm.....do be honest I have no clue..." Hermoine answered. "Haha, that's a first!" Ron mocked. Hermoine gave him a dirty look. "Well....you know he or she could be on this train..." Harry said quickly, not wanting Hermoine and Ron to start argueing. "One way to find out!" Said Ron determinly. So the three friends walked out of their compartment, and decided to venture to the left. "Oh, no," Hermoine sighed heavily. "What is i..." Ron didn't have to finish, for he saw what Hermoine was looking at. "Well, well if isn't the three stooges..." Draco Malfoy said with a mischievious grin. "Watching muggle television, are you Malfoy?" Harry challenged. Malfoy just glared. "So what are you doing anyway Potter? I'm guessing its something important, seeing as all three of you are out of your compartment..." "That's none of your buissness Malfoy,"Ron spoke defiantly. "Wait a moment, Ron...maybe he knows something..." Harry then looked towards Malfoy. "Do you know who the next DADA profesor is?" "As a matter of fact, I do, " Malfoy said with a grin. "And....? Who is he?" Hermoine asked. "Well, its none other than....Snape," He answered with the widest smile that he could manage. "SNAPE?" Harry shouted. "No! Not him! Not Severes Snape!" "Well now I never said Severes Snape, did I?" Again Malfoy was grinning. "What does that mean?" "Well it is a Snape...but its not our potions teacher....its his brother, " Malfoy finished. "He has a brother! Oh no! Now there's two!" Ron yelled. "Have you met him?" Harry questioned. "Well no, not in person..." Malfoy answered. Then a voice spoke over the train. "ALL STUDENTS MUST BE IN SCHOOL UNIFORM...WE ARE ARRIVING AT HOGWARTS SCHOOL." With that, the three friends stormed back into their compartment, and got their things ready. All three of them were silent....they couldn't believe that Snape had a brother, and he was going to teach the best subject. Boy, this was going to be a really, really horrible year.

Severes Snape sat himself at the Three Broomsticks. It had been a really busy summer for him. He had once again failed to achieve the position of defense against the dark arts. And to make matters even worse, the position had been taken by none other than his younger brother, Blane Snape.