Title: Harry Potter and the Haunting Past

Author: Alexandra

E-mail: antiflag0o7@aol.com

Spoilers: I believe there aren't any..

Rating: PG/PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't claim the rights to Harry Potter, the talented J.K Rowling does. I do, though, claim the rights of the characters that I create.

Prolouge

"Oh my, Mr. Potter, this is quite interesting work" Professor Serveus Snape snapped, as he stopped near Harry Potter's desk. Professor Snape picked up a bottle that was on Harry's desk, and looked inside of it. Inside, he saw a purple coloured liquid that had small bubbles scattered around. Professor Snape then moved the bottle, and placed it under his nose. He inhaled the smell of the liquid, and then immediately started coughing.

"Professor Snape, are you alright sir?" Hermione Granger, Harry's best friend, asked. Hermione looked at Professor Snape, and noticed that his face was starting to turn a green/yellow colour. Hermione looked at Professor Snape's hand, and saw how it was increasing in size. These are the symptoms of Plumjuice, Hermione thought to herself, Did Harry create Plumjuice? Hermione thought about her reading, as she studied Professor Snape's hand.

Hermione remembered a book that she had read about potions. The book had a special section just about Plumjuice, and its effects. Plumjuice, Hermione recalled reading, is a deadly potion that can be created with the perfect amount oh Bubbleberrie, rat blood, and a rare dandelion from the tops of Mount Everest, that grows only on May 9th, every other year.

What could Harry be doing with all of those ingredients? Hermione asked herself. Professor Snape had told us to create a Dark Arts sensor! Not a deadly potion! Hermione looked back at Professor Snape, and saw him starting to cough. As he coughed, he started to violently shake. Oh God, it is Plumjuice!

"Harry! Harry, you've created Plumjuice!" Hermione shouted over Professor Snape's loud coughs. Harry turned around from looking at Snape violently shaking on the ground, and faced Hermione. "What juice?" Harry asked, with a blank look at Hermione.

"Plumjuice, a very deadly potion. Snape's on the last stage before death. I expect him to die any second now." Hermione said, with a matter-of-fact voice.

"Snape's going to die?" Asked a fifth year in Gryffindor. His voice was filled with happiness: he was looking forward to Snape dying. Not only was he looking forward to it, but it seemed like every student in the room were watching him, as though they were watching a game of Quidditch!

Hermione ran over to Snape, pushing her way through the crowd of students that had formed around him. "Professor Snape! You will be okay if…oh dear," Hermione started, and then forgot what the remedy was for Plumjuice. Think, Hermione, think! Hermione thought to herself, as she thought about all of the reading she had done about the Plumjuice.

"Her…her…her.." Snape's quiet voice trailed off. Hermione leaned down, and looked at him. "Professor Snape! Please speak to me!" Hermione shouted, her eyes filling with tears. Even though Hermione had not been particularly found of Snape, she still felt very bad about him being so close to death, and having people watching, and cheering on.

Snape opened his eyes once more. Hermione noticed that his eyes were a greenish yellow color, close to the color of the Plumjuice. "Tell Dumbledore this was a mistake..my own fault, not Potter's." Snape murmured, closing his eyes when he would say every other word. When he finished speaking, his eyes closed, and never opened again.