Short little think I came up with in the library reading Garfield comics. I own neither Garfield nor Harry Potter. Though I wouldn't mind a teen age Sev Snape.

Harry Potter and the Scary Mask

Harry Potter turned to his Guardian, Severus Snape, and said, "Severus, I think I know how to kill You-Know-Who."

Harry had been reading the Sunday comics again, apparently. Severus turned to him. "Oh?"

Harry silently handed the paper to him. "Look at Garfield."

Severus glared at his ward. "What are you talking about, Harry?" he asked as he accepted the paper.

He spat his coffee all over it.

Five days later at a Death Eater Meeting

Severus breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, Harry, come out now. He's asleep."

After the meeting, Severus had been told to stay after. After everyone had left, he cast a sleeping charm on Voldemort when his back was turned.

Harry pulled off his invisibility cloak. "Thank god! Fucking finally!"

"Language. Remind me WHY I agreed to this again?"

Harry grinned at him before slipping on the mask.

He leaned over Voldemort and started tapping the Dark Lord on the head.

The man stirred. He blearily opened his eyes and screamed. Sadly, his heart burst as he propelled himself through the ceiling.

Harry flipped the mask up. "That's what's known as 'burying the needle on the wake up meter', Severus!"

Severus blinked. "'The power the Dark Lord knows not' turns out to be Garfield."