Prologue

Severus Snape sat down at his desk. He was beginning to dread the school year. How could he possibly endure these children for yet another year? He was almost certain that this year he would become the defense of dark arts teacher, but no. Dumbledore gave the job to some other incompetent sniveling moron who probably knew nothing about the job at all.

He got up from his desk and made his way out the door and up to Dumbledore's office. He had almost forgotten about the staff meeting, in which everyone would meet the new teachers and discuss how to cram intelligence into the brains of the children he loathed to teach. There was a rumor going around that Gilderoy Lockhart was fully revived from his little accident and that he would be coming back to Hogwarts to teach a different class. Hurrah.

Severus walked up the stairwell and pushed open the door to Dumbledore's office. No one was there. He was always early to these staff meetings, he didn't know why, but he didn't like it when other people were in the room when he entered it. He sat down at the round table in the center of the office and waited. If only he knew that his life would be changed forever within the next few moments.