Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they all belong to J.K.

Ok here is what you need to know for this story. The Order of the Phoenix and Half Blood Prince never happened. Voldermort was defeated in Harry's 7th year and as soon as Harry finished school he became a teacher there and he is now 20 so has been teaching for 3 years. Ron and Hermione are married and still his best friends. At Hogwarts all the teachers are still there except that Remus Lupin is once again teacher of DADA. Sirius is alive and living in Grimauld Place. Snape is still hated by everyone including Harry.

Three years, thought Snape, looking down the staff table at Harry. He had certainly changed a lot since taking over the post of quidditch teacher. Harry was now not much shorter than himself, he had long wavy hair pulled back untidily and tied with a simple red band. He hadn't worn glasses for nearly two years now. However one of the biggest changes was that he no longer had the scar on his forehead, which had gone along with Voldermort, as had his own dark mark. In Snape's eyes Harry was quite handsome.

No! I must stop thinking like that. Snape suddenly jerked himself out of his daze. This often happened when he saw Harry, his mind would wonder, usually he managed to bring himself back to reality before anyone noticed.

He quickly ate breakfast and followed all the other teachers to the quidditch pitch. Today's match was Slytherin versus Gryffindor, but all through the game Snape was in another world. He was either admiring Harry or away in his own world thinking about him.

45 minutes later the game had finished, Griffindor had won, of course, but Snape didn't care. He walked briskly away from the pitch, there was no way he was going to catch sight of Harry now. He was too busy congratulating the Griffindor team and putting all the equipment away. Severus would just have to wait until supper before he could see Harry again.

(The morning of the quidditch match between Griffindor and Slytherin)

Harry sat next to Dumbledore at the staff table. He was now quite used to it, after all he had been teaching here for three years. He was quite glad that Albus or Minerva wanted to sit next to him because just a few seats away from him was Snape. Things hadn't changed much since he had been a student Hogwarts, at least not in Harry's eyes. Snape was still the Greasy git he had always been and would always be.

After having quickly eaten breakfast Harry made his way down to the quidditch pitch to get out the balls and make sure they hadn't been tampered with. Soon the stands were full and he blew his whistle to start the game. Harry wasn't sure if it was his imagination, or just the fact that he was flying at quite a speed. But whenever he caught a glimpse of the teachers stand Snape was either staring at him, or he had a rather dazed expression on his face.

The game lasted 50 minutes, Harry stayed behind to take part in the celebrations (he was after all still a Griffindor at heart) and they had won once again. After he had locked the balls safely back in their cupboard Harry made his way up to the school to get some reading done before luch.

Well this is my fist ever fanfic so what do ppl think so far? Plz review, I will write more, and plz try to give some constructive advice too! Thanks!