Author Notes: Hi there. This is my first story so don't be so hard. I'm from germany so there could be some fault in this text. I tried to get rid of them but perhaps there are still some grammar faults. If you find one please note it in your review.

Thanks to all. see you Babsy

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To understand everything

‚Damn you Snape!' Harry cursed sitting in the library over a huge book. Snape had been very mean today and had given Harry in his opinion without any reason a five foot long essay about the animagus potion they brewed today.

Harry who was paired with Goyle that day really had done nothing wrong. It wasn't his fault that Goyle was as stupid as fat but Snape apparently hadn't agreed with him. So now he was sitting here researching anything that would help him to get this essay finishes.

He stood and looked around to find a new book because he didn't understood a word that was written in the one he already had lying before him. Walking through the aisles he spotted a book he hadn't seen before. ‚That's exactly what I need.'

The title read „100 ways to understand everything". There was only one problem Harry noticed skipping through the book. It was written in Latin. He tried to look for something that looked like animagus or potion and some minutes later after flipping through the sides he spotted something.

‚This might help me' and without a second thought he spoke the spell. A strange light surrounded him after that and a feeling like he would faint every moment. But then it was over and with a sigh he let himself fall into an overstuffed armchair in a corner of the library.

‚Hopefully it has helped a bit!' Reaching over he took the potions book and began to read again. After fifteen minutes of reading he shut the book with much force. He hadn't understood a word again so the spell hadn't helped. ‚Now I have to ask Hermione to help me again.' He thought with a sigh and stood. He left the library with the heavy book under his arm.

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The next morning Harry sat at the housetable. He was very tired caused by the lack of sleep he got the last night. He had sat nearly the whole night over Snapes essay. Although Hermione gave him her notes it was a very strenuous work.

Deeply in his thoughts he hadn't notices Ron trying to get his attention until he felt a sharp elbow in his site. „Hurry up mate. We have potions first this morning and you wouldn't want to be late, right?"Ron said rising from his seat. Harry nodded sleepily and stood. He followed Ron and Hermione into the dungeons the two of them walking in front of him bickering the whole time.

‚I wonder when they notice their affection for each other.' he thought. Reaching the dungeons he took a seat in the back of the room. Like every time Snape strode into the room on time his robes billowing behind him.

‚He's so very graceful' Harry thought and caught himself starring at Snape. ‚Where had THAT come from?' he asked himself and shook his head to dissolve the treating thought. Because of being in his thoughts he was caught by surprise as everybody rose from their seats to get the ingredients for the potion they were making today.

„What are we supposed to get?"he asked Hermione on his way to the storeroom. She gave him a disapproving look and told him the needed ingredients. After collecting everything he returned to his place. They weren't paired today so everybody had to brew their own potion.

Still in his thoughts Harry stirred one time to much and his up to that point very good potion turned into an ugly shade of yellow. „Harry" Hermione began but Snape was there in an instant before she could try to help him. „Ten points from Gryffindor, Miss Granger. I don't appreciate whispering in my class."Snape said. Turning to Harry he glared. „And Mister Potter. How can one person be so incompetent. This potion could be brewed by a first year. Ten points from Gryffindor and detention after classes."

Snape noticed that Harry had looked anywhere but him. It was strangely annoying. „Potter", he hissed. „Do you understand?"He was shocked when Harry looked up with such an intense look in his green eyes that Snape would've stepped back if he hadn't been in class. But so he remained on his spot and tried to figure out what was written in the boys eyes. ‚What's that. There's nothing such as hate in his eyes I think. But what is it? Why does he look at me in such a way? Not that I'm repulsed, he's enchanting eyes.' Snape shook his head inwardly. He hadn't thought that. No, he couldn't have thought that about Harry Bloody Potters eyes!

The starring contest between the two of them took only a few seconds but to Harry and Snape it seemed like houres. Harry would have answered Snapes question but he was trapped in the blackness of Snapes eyes. ‚I've never seen eyes as black and beautiful as his!' he thought. ‚Damn, I havn't thought Snape's beautiful, have I?' Harry was shocked about himself when he noticed he did indeed thought of Snape as beautiful, dark and beautiful. ‚And sexy as hell!' The little voice in his head teased. At this point Harry blushed and broke the contact. „Yes sir!"he answered Snapes question.

‚Did he blush?' Snape thought in wonderment. He shook himself out of his stupor and dismissed his thoughts. After that little encounter the lesson wasn't disturbed anymore. Harry sat at his desk pondering about his thoughts about Snape.

‚Why do I think such things about the ugly, greasy potions Master?' ‚Because you know it's true.' there was that little voice in his head again and it sounded a little bit like a mix between McGonagall and Hermione.

‚I've never thought of him this way so why now?' He couldn't find an answer to this and so he gave up for the moment. Next to him Hermione had finished her potion and began to bottle it. ‚That's it' Harry thought. ‚Perhaps I should ask Hermione. She's rational and clever. I hope she'll be able to figure it out.'

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After the lesson he took Hermione with him into an empty old classroom. „Harry what's up?"she asked with a concerned look. Harry hesitated. Could he really tell Hermione about his thoughts circling Snape?

He draw a huge breath and looked her into the eyes. „Hermione, I've a problem and I need your help. I don't know what you'll think about it but I'm having thoughts about Snape!" „Ehm... Harry, what kind of thoughts?"

„Pretty disturbing thoughts I'd say."Hermione blushed and Harry looked away. „And why do you need my help?"she asked. Harry looked up. „Because I can't figure out why I suddenly have thoughts like this. Until today I haven't thought of him in such a way."Hermione looked shocked. „So you think you are under some kind of spell or potion?"„I don't know `Mione." Harry answered.

She took a moment for considering her options. Then she turned to Harry. „I want you to tell me what you've done the last two days. Perhaps we could find something out." Harry thought a moment. „Yesterday I was in the library the whole day cause of Snapes essay. I've tried to read that huge book on potions but I couldn't understand a word so I searched for a new one. Then I found that strange book. It was written in Latin and hat something to do with understanding everything. So I tried one of the spells but it hadn't helped . . ."Suddenly Hermione interrupted. „Harry, what was the spell you casted? Perhaps it's the answer to our problem."

Harry tried to remember the spell. „It was something with animi I think, Yes I know. It was „Portio animi humanum selias video""Happy he turned towards Hermione but was shocked when he saw her chalk-white face. „Harry, do you know what this spell meant?"Harry shrugged. „I thought it was something with animals cause of animi and portio means piece so I thought it would help me to understand the book an animagi potions." He was a little bit uncertain after his speech but forced a smile on his face.

Hermione looked angry. „You THOUGHT you would know what the spell was for. And you casted it before doing at least a little bit of research?"

Harry tried to calm her down but it wouldn't help. Hermione was fuming. „I shouldn't help you to find out what is wrong as a detention but", she sighed, „but your a friend of mine. So I'll help you." She turned her eyes on Harry. „Do you want to know what the spell was for?" she asked. Harry nodded but he was a little bit afraid of the outcome.

„Harry, the spell you casted helps you to find out something about the loving piece of your soul or, to say it simple, it helps you to find out whom your in love with."Hermione said in a tone like speaking to a small child. Harrys eyes had gone wide. ‚This was a lovespell? I have casted a lovespell on myself?' His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione again. „Harry have you said „animus selia"or „animi selias"?"

„I think I said the ladder. Why Hermione?" „Cause now, every person who is truly in love with you will feel the pull to you like you'll feel the pull to the one you're in love with."

Harry sighed. ‚It couldn't get much worse, could it?' He heard a sharp intake of breath and looked at Hermione shooting her an questioning glance.

„What's wrong ´Mione?" „Harry, do you realise what that means?"Harry shrugged again. „Harry think. You cast a spell to find out whom you're in love with and than you have strange thoughts about SNAPE!"

Suddenly the pieces of the puzzle in Harrys head fell into place. „YOU SAY I'M IN LOVE WITH SNAPE!"He screamed. „Shh!"Hermione hushed. „You wouldn't want everyone to know about it, would you."

Harry tried to calm down but it wasn't easy. „Hermione this can't be possible! I'm not in love with greasy Snape!" Hermione only smiled took Harrys hand and walked them to their next lesson.