Severus Snape, potion-master of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, had come across something absolutely extraordinary.

What was this extraordinary discovery?

A time-turner.

Oh, joy. All of the time-turners were supposed to have been destroyed, but maybe it was destiny, he had found what he had longed for, ever since his 5th year at Hogwarts as a student. How he wished he had never said that cursed word to his love, his best-friend.

Never had Severus Snape loved, except for the fiery haired, Sparkling Emerald-jeweled eyed, Lily Evans….or, Lily Potter….

Curse Potter, for taking his love, his soul-mate.

Now the table would be turned, literally.

All he would have to do…. Is go back…. To 1978... His last year at Hogwarts.

This would be fun.

Snape's POV:

Just…5...turns…

I feel myself spinning endlessly, until I come to a complete stop.

Ahh, yes. I haven't got a place to stay, so why not just go for the job now?

If I apply for Defense Against the Dark Arts, I'm sure I can actually get a job….

Anybody can.

I grunt, just thinking about the old fools Albus has had doing the job the past years….

"Hello?"

Albus Dumbledor walks right through the door….. Younger, more healthy than the days he was alive…. I inwardly shiver thinking of his death.

"Hello, young-sir. And, how may I help you…?" his eyes twinkling madly, as if he knows, as if he knows who I am, where I'm from…. Why I'm here, already….

"Yes, Sir… I have heard around that you're looking for a new teacher, for Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Yes…. Please, please, take a seat…. I was afraid I would have to fill in the spot myself! Still two days until the start of the school-year, and I haven't got a single person to agree! Haunted spot, if I must say myself!" He peeks at me over his infamous half-moon spectacles.

"And May I ask of your name?"

"Snoptimust, sir, Onyx Snoptimust… it is a pleasure to meet you. I myself did not have the pleasure of attending Hogwarts, but Durmstrang…" I reply, silkily as every, yet inside I'm bursting with the anxiety of never having this job… It has to be done.

"Oh, lovely! Just lovely! Bottle-cap?" he dishes out a bright lime-yellow, neon dish filled with little candies shaped like a butter-beer cap.

"I would like to kindly, decline, sir. I am just wondering about filling the position of Defense teacher."

"Oh, yes! Absolutely. Let's get right to that! Just hand over some papers, and then we are DONE! Done with a capital "D!" Oh, how lovely it will to get a new teacher.

I hope you are well with children, and beasts sir…

The last one didn't do so well with the hippogriff, bless his dear heart…."

I remembered that incident, as grotesque as it was…. It took my Lily a whole month to stop having nightmares of that.

"Yes, here they are… all filled-out, filed, and ready." my hand shakes just a little bit, handing over the papers. I start to worry that maybe I made a mistake on working up some fake papers.

Soon enough, Albus looks over the papers, flipping through each, scanning quickly, looking over my paper-work thoroughly, yet quickly. The old wizard mumbles and grunts replies to the papers he is looking over at approvingly.

"Well, well, well! It looks like we've got our new defense teacher! I'll prepare your quarters, in the dungeons! I see by your records, you make a fine Slytherin…. Oh, and yes, fawks agrees! Lovely, lovely. Everything will be set, you may get your quarters set, it will be ready in about 3 hours… the house-elves will get everything prepared, young man. I trust you will be a great teacher!"

"Yes, Professor Dumbledor, I shall try my best."

"Great, just great! Now, no need calling me that! You may call me by my name if we are to be colleuges, it's Albus! Now, please. I hope sometime you will come by for Tea and a bottle-cap. I must get going now, I have got things to prepare! I hope you enjoy it here!"

"Thank you Albus…. Good-bye."