Prologue- October 31, 1991
It was Halloween of 1991 in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but it wasn't a joyous affair like it usually was. After Professor Quirrell had passed out in fear on the floor after exclaiming that there was a troll in the dungeon, the Great Hall had erupted into chaos.
Professor Severus Snape, however, knew different. He knew that Quirrell was up to no good. He could feel prickling in the spot where his Dark Mark had once been. Whenever the professor was to walk past him, he would feel the evil-ness radiate. He figured that Potter could also feel it, because whenever Quirrell would look at the boy who looked and acted too much like his father, Potter would always flinch or grab his head where his insufferable scar was. Frankly, Severus thought that the boy did it all for attention- just like his father in that way. The older Potter would do anything for more attention, along with his sidekicks- Black, Lupin, and Pettigrew.
Snape ran down to the 3rd corridor. He figured that Quirrell was going to try to steal the Stone tonight, using the troll in the dungeon as an excuse. He opened the locked door, and the Big Oaf's giant Cerberus attacked him. He tried to run but saw that the trapdoor was still locked. He tried to make his exit, but the oaf of a dog attacked him. It bit him in the leg with its left head while the man was trying to get free. Once free from the beast, Severus ran to the door, slamming it shut in the process.
He then ran down to his dungeons were to make sure that all of his students were safe because they were going right down to where the dungeons and troll were. On his way down, he ran into a certain blond-haired, first-year, godson of his.
"Draco! What are you doing down here! It's dangerous, did you not hear the Professor?! There's a troll down there!"
"Uncle Sev, thank Merlin I found you. It's Granger. She was in the lavatory near your classroom! I saw her running in crying because of something that Potter or Weasel said. I think she might be down there still."
"So you decided that it would be best to run after her, and what take down the troll all by yourself?" He asked the boy. "If I didn't know any better, I would've thought that you were a reckless Gryffindor."
The boy looked appalled to be compared to the house of mudbloods and blood traitors.
"Now Draco," Severus said, "I want you to go down to the common room and find your prefect."
"Yes, unc- Professor," Draco said as he ran in the opposite direction- towards the Slytherin common rooms.
Snape walked briskly towards the girls' lavatory, cloak billowing behind him.
When he got there, he saw Minerva get ready to either help or yell at the Granger. After looking further, he noticed that Quirrell was behind him.
McGonagall ran into the lavatory, and Severus ran after her. He felt the wind that probably meant Quirrell was behind him.
Snape ran to the fallen troll on the bathroom floor and bent to see if it were dead or unconscious. Minerva ran over to the three first years looking very ashamed of themselves. She was madder than the incident in his 5th year.
"What on earth were you thinking?" said Minerva, with pure anger in her voice. Potter looked at Weasley, who had his wand in the air. "You're lucky you weren't killed. Why aren't you three in your dormitory?" she questioned, trying to keep her anger in check.
Snape sent a piercing look to Potter but he started to feel a little happy. Potter and Weasley might be expelled! His arch nemesis' son would never trouble him again! He saw the Weasley Boy play with his wand that was in a defensive position.
Severus then saw the Granger girl step out of the shadows that were in the corner of the bathroom where she was.
"Please, Professor McGonagall- they were looking for me."
"Miss Granger!"
McGonagall looked appalled. Snape knew that Granger was one of her favorite students because she reminded her of herself and Lily combined. He didn't really see how the know-it-all was anything like his Lily, other than her thirst for intelligence- which was a little annoying in class.
The girl stood up. "I went looking for the troll because I- I thought I could deal with it on my own- you know because I've read all about them."
Severus could see the obvious lie. He heard the clatter of a wand on the ground and assumed it was Weasley's.
"If they hadn't found me, I'd be dead now. Harry stuck his wand up its nose and Ron knocked it out with its own club. They didn't have time to come and fetch anyone. It was about to finish me off when they arrived."
She really needed to work on her lying abilities, and Potter and Weasley need to work on their acting abilities. Snape wanted to hit his head against his hand because of the horrible lying skills. No wonder they weren't in Slytherin.
"Well- in that case..." said Minerva, staring at the three of them, "Miss Granger, you foolish girl, how could you think of tackling a mountain troll on your own?"
Severus scoffed. How did she actually believe them? The three 11-year-olds looked down at their feet in shame.
"Miss Granger, five points will be taken from Gryffindor for this," said Minerva. "I'm very disappointed in you. If you're not hurt at all, you'd better get off to Gryffindor tower. Students are finishing the feast in their houses."
Snape scoffed, again as the girl left. As much as he respected and looked up to Minerva, she was biased in favor of her house.
She looked at Potter and his crony. "Well, I still say you were lucky, but not many first years could have 143 taken on a full-grown mountain troll. You each win Gryffindor five points. Professor Dumbledore will be informed of this. You may go."
Severus glared as the two boys ran out of the chamber. All three of them deserved at least a week of detention. Maybe Dumbledore would take his side in this.
Quirrell then turned to Severus. "W- What h-happened t-to y-your l-l-leg, P-professor?" he asked, fake stammering.
Snape limped to the cowardly man and threatenly. "You know damned well what happened to my bloody leg, you cowardly demon!"
Minerva saw the possibility of a fight happening between the two men, and she quickly broke anything up before it could start.
"Severus, will you come to Albus' office with me, and then to Poppy when we're done?"
Snape grunted in response and followed the woman.
When the two professors got to Dumbledore's office, they told the old man what had just happened with the three first years. All the man did for a solid 2 minutes. "We need to send owls to Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Potter's guardians to tell of what took place in the school. Minerva, I trust you can do this," Minerva nodded her head. The elderly wizard sat at his desk. "So, what I hear is that Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley all put their lives at risk, all to save Miss Granger from the troll- that is if Severus didn't stop the former."
"Yes, Albus, that is basically what we said."
Albus put a grin on his face as he spoke "Great. I honestly think that Mr. Potter and Miss Granger would make a great couple when they are older. They remind me of James Potter and Lily Evans."
"No! They would be awful together! The Granger girl would definitely end up with Draco! They are actually on the same level of intellect, Draco is second in my class, and most classes right next to Granger. Potter would just drag her down."
"I half agree with Severus on this one-" said Minerva. "-but not entirely. I believe that she will end up with Mr. Weasley. They remind me of Molly and Arthur when they went here."
"Since we all disagree, how about we make a bet. Whoever gets it right owes the other two 20 sickles."
"Why so low, Albus?" Minerva teased. "Are you afraid that you're going to lose?"
"Fine, if you want to go that way. How about 2 galleons? If Miss Granger ends up with Mr. Potter- which she will- you both give me 2 galleons, if she ends up with Mr. Weasley, Severus and I will both give you, Minerva 2 galleons, and if she ends up with Mr. Malfoy, Minerva and I will give Severus 2 galleons each. Deal?"
"Deal"
"Deal"