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Snape's dream

"Class is dismissed, if you possibly can, make it to your next class." Grumbled Proffesor Snape to the Gryffindors and the Slytherins as they headed out of the room, though Snape ment to mock the Gryffindors.

Darn! Snape thought, if only he had gotten to mock Harry Potter one more time about his potion being wrong. That would have made his day.

Harry Potter, oh how he hated Potter SO much! But it wasn't PARTICULARY Harry that Snape hated. It was Potter's father, James Potter.

Snape's blood boiled just thinking about it.

Since Snape didn't have any classes for the next two ours, he decided to take a quick nap.

He strutted into his office and slammed the door and locked it. So that no one would bother him (Especially Harry and his orange friend!) while he was taking a snooze.

He had soon fallen into a deep sleep.

Snape started to get up as he awkened.

He had a horrible headache, and was hungry.

He got up and walked around without opening his eyes, thinking that he knew where he was going.

THUMP! "OW!" Snape yelled jerking open his eyes. He had walked straight into a mirror.

Suddenly, Snape realized that somthing was different.

He was young again!

He had his straight greasy black hair, and green and silver Slytherin robes on!

He was back in his Hogwarts years, so that meant a few things.

1. He could see Lily Evans again, and they'd still be friends!

2. He knew more spells and potions, and everything!

3, He could use his knowledge to beat up James Potter!

Snape agreed with himself that if this was a dream, it was the best one yet!

He knew that if he hurried he could go and challenge Potter to a duel.

He raced to the Great Hall and right as he walked in and wadded up peice of paper hit him right on the head.

"Hey Snivelles! Read the note!" James called over to Snape smirking. Snape knew better then to open it, but he just did for some strange reason.

The note read, "You shouldn't even exist."

Snape thought that was pathetic for James.

But he walked on his eyes searching for Lily Evans.

James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew walked over to Snape.

James grabbed Snape by the neck rim in the back of Snape's robes. Snape quickly turned around and James hand let go.

"Hey Snivelles, did you read the note? I really hope you liked it." He smirked sarcasticaly.

Snape quickly grabbed James' shirt with rage, and jerked out his wand. He wanted to do it then and there, he wanted James to feel the pain that he had felt. But then, suddenly, he noticed some one staring at him in disbelief.

Lily Evans.

As Snape glared at her with an "uh oh" expression on his face he slowly let go of James' shirt.

Then he whispered angrely at James, "Me and you duel by the Forbbiden Forest at 3:00, get the pic?"

"Your serious! YOU duel ME, I'd like to see you try, but alright, anytime Snivellies!" James spat. Then soon they were gone.

Snape was going to be ready, he was truly going to enjoy this.