These are the Harry Potter books from Snape's angle. I am rereading the books for the millionth time so I have decided to write these in a different way. Hope you enjoy!

I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANYTHING RELATED. ALL RIGHTS GO TO JK ROWLING.

I sat at the High Table, only very vaguely aware of Quirinus Quirrell trying to begin a conversation with me while we waited for all of the other students to get off the Hogwarts Express and come into the Great Hall. I didn't really feel like talking to Quirrell so I decided to try and focus on something else. I glanced over at Dumbledore who was avoiding my eyes.

Soon enough, the whole school (except for the new students) came into the hall. I noticed the Weasley twins, who had their heads together as if they were plotting something. They kept on looking over at their older brother who would obviously be the target of what everyone thought was so hilarious. A few minutes later, Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper walked in and settled himself down next to me.

"Evenin', Professor Snape," he said, also looking away from me.

"Hagrid," I replied.

Suddenly, the door opened and Professor McGonagall walked in with a group of students and they gathered in front of a stool with the Sorting Hat on it. As the hat finished singing, a boy with red hair (obviously another Weasley) whispered something to a boy with black hair. I wasn't sure if the black haired boy was the boy who I suspected it was or just another black haired boy.

And then...

"Potter, Harry!"

I didn't see him too clearly because Quirrell's turban was in the way, but I felt myself go cold as the hat was placed on his head. For some reason, it was taking ages. I thought it would take only a second - Gryffindor, like his parents. But after what seemed like hours, Potter was placed in Gryffindor.

As the feast began, I took the opportunity to glance past Quirrell to have a closer look at Potter because the Gryffindor table was closer to me. I wasn't sure if he looked exactly like his idiot of a father but I managed to see as he suddenly looked up and caught my eye. He touched his forehead suddenly and then I had to look away. There he was. The same person. Same hair, same glasses...

James Potter, all over again.

Author's note: Not my best work, I know, but I hope you liked it and please review! *hopeful smile*