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Harry walked into the Great Hall and collasped into a seat between his two best friends, Ron and Hermione. He let out a loud sigh as he tucked into his dinner. Todays classes had been a joke.

In Care of Magical Creatures, Hagrid had brought along some crups, small dogs that resembled a Jack russell except they had a forked tail. Malfoy had taken the time and consideration to dump some of the sloppy, foul mess into Harrys hair and walked off laughing with his goons. After a quick shower he headed into Transfiguration.

They had to change a mouse into a block of cheese. Easy! It had been almost perfect, even with the legs and small tuffs of fur, until it decided to run off his desk and turn itself into cream cheese on the floor.

As he headed to the Charms class, he passed Snape who smirked at him and winked of all things. Harry hurried along. As he shoved some mashed potato in his mouth, he told Ron about the smirk and wink. Ron just shrugged at him.

"He's just weird," was his reply.

The next day, as Snape once again passed Harry through the corridors, he again smirked and shook his head slightly, his hair appeared greasy then it normally would have as well. What was up with this teacher?

A few days later Harry was sitting in Potions. Snape was gliding between the

desks, muttering insults at the Gryffindors' work, and praising the Slytherins

work. As he walked behind Harry, he flicked his head to the side making some of the greasy,oily stuff in his hair hit the back of Harrys neck. Harry slapped at his neck

and wiped it off, grimacing at whatever this stuff was. Then turned and glared at Snape, who looked at him with a smirk.

"Something the matter, Potter?" Snape drawled. Harry meerly rolled his eyes and continued with his work.

Later that afternoon, Harry was walking through the corridors with Ron. He was singing a little song to himself which Ron tried to ignore.

"I am the best, I am the best. Nobody can be better cause I am the best. Everybody loves me cause I am the best." He continued humming his tune bobbing his head slightly as they walked. They were on their way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Harry and Ron saw Snape walking towards them with that smirk. Harry glared at him.

Just before he passed, Snape gave Harry a nasty look. 'Nows a better time

than ever,' he thought. 'Even with that carrot top there.'

Snape shook his head, big drops of greasy goop went flying and Harry got a face full. He wiped the gloop off his glasses as Snape just smirked and continued on his way. Ron was spared any of it thanks to being on the other side of Harry but he was just as disgusted.

Harry turned and stood there for a moment, his anger bubbled over as he stared at Snapes retreating form. He ran up to Snape, an almighty slap to the back of Snapes head echoed through the corridor. Harry turned and ran like hell closely followed by Ron.

Snape turned slowly, his eye twitching as he watched the two boys running. A vein appeared on his temple and he sprinted after them.

Ron turned his head, he saw Snape.

"He is chasing us," he gasped.

Harry looked behind too, and muttered, "oh great."

They ran as fast as they could, running down stairs three at a time, then burst outside.

"Why did you have to slap him!" Ron yelled.

Harry looked at him but didn't answer.

Ron turned around just as Snape came out of the doors, he saw them and began

to sprint again.

Running towards Hagrid's Cabin, Ron turned again.

"He's gaining on us!"

A moment later Harry turned around, and saw to his great delight Snape had given up.

"You'll pay for that Potter!" yelled Snape, shaking his fist in the air. "You'll pay!"

Harry turned to Ron, smiling. "Today wasn't so bad."

Wrote this many years ago and its been bugging me to put it up. enjoy.