Harry stared a the board, he could see it perfectly now, he could read every word, every ingredient perfectly. This was good, though he was disappointed that he was still to wear glasses for the rest of his life, at least he could get through this potions class without failing.

He was able to quickly finish the potion, though he couldn't catch up with Hermione no matter how fast he went, she was just...well Hermione. He finished his potion in record time for himself and had time to spare, well only a few seconds before Snape noticed him doing nothing. Harry felt a pair of eyes on him and looked up. Snape was sneering at him.

"Potter, may I ask why you aren't working? Do you feel you are too good to do such menial work, you already know how to make a perfect shrinking potion." Snape hissed at Harry.

Harry shook his head and said, "Professor, I have finished with the potion."

"Finished?" Snape was slightly stunned for moment, but recovered himself, "Finished I suppose as in rushed through and completely worthless."

Harry looked at his potion and looked at Hermione's for comparison, they looked similar, though Hermione's was a deeper shade of purple than his, his was still in the dark purple range.

"No, sir, I do believe its close enough to perfect." Harry said defiantly.

"Close enough to perfect Potter!" Snape said and then rose from his seat like a great winged bat, his cloak floating around him like folded wings. His eyes glaring. He boar down on Harry and marched toward the cauldron.

Once he arrived at the desk he looked at down, his hooked nose protruding outward. He glared at the potion with distaste and his lip rose to bare his teeth slightly.

"It is, good enough. But too good for you Potter, we all know you couldn't create work like this. Which means you cheated, I'm guessing that Miss Granger..." With this he turned to stare at Hermione who seemed to cower a bit. "Helped you do such. Minus fifteen points from Gryffindor and you will both see me after class." He turned away grinning and walked back to his desk.

Harry glared at Snape, he wanted to lunge at him. He had done all the work. It was true that Hermione had helped him, but no in any way that he found cheating. She didn't help him create the potion, she just helped him so he could see the ingredients. He clenched his jaw so tight that it hurt.

Snape looked up at him as if he could hear his thoughts and grinned, then he looked at Harry's face with a bit of confusion. "Potter, why aren't you wearing your glasses?"

Harry realized he didn't have them on and looked down at the desk where they were place.

"Well?" Snape asked impatiently.

"I...well...Professor I was just cleaning them." Harry said, though he could barely speak because of the his teeth held together. He would have shouted many a thing at Snape if he hadn't kept his jaw tight.

Snape glared at him, staring closely as Harry reached for his glasses and put them back on. Everything blurred again, but for all that he could tell, Snape had turned away satisfied.

After awhile the bell rang and he heard the scraping of chairs and the clinking of potions sets as they were stuffed into bags. He also heard Ron whisper into his ear, "I'll wait outside."

Once there was silence he heard another chair scrape and saw a large, blurry black form walk towards Hermoine and him. He guessed this was Snape.

His guess was right because as Snape slammed his hands down on the desk and leaned in toward Harry he hissed at Harry, "Potter. You foul little boy. You think you can trick me right under my nose."

Harry glared up Snape and murmured, "Its not hard to hide anything under that nose."

Unfortunately for Harry, Snape's close proximity toward him allowed Snape to hear this, "Five points from Gryffindor!" Snape roared.

Hermione groaned.

Harry thought that Snape had turned toward Hermione because he couldn't feel Snape's foul breath upon him anymore.

"Miss Granger, the Know-It-All. You just couldn't keep to yourself could you? You think you know everything, well let me tell you missy, you didn't know that you would get caught or that you would be punished." He roared at her. Hermione whimpered.

Snape turned back to Harry, "You, as arrogant, as foul as your father. No matter what people say, I know the truth Potter!"

Harry stood up and yelled at Snape, "You don't say anything about my Dad! You don't know a thing about him!"

"I don't do I? Well, I knew your father in school and he was no better than you are now. Breaking rules, running amok. Him and that no good, lazy Sirius."

Harry almost punched Snape there, "Don't you dare call Sirius lazy, he's was and is ten times better than you could ever dream to be!"

Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and whispered, "Harry please, calm down."

"By all means Potter, listen to Miss Granger, she may think she knows everything, but unfortunately she is often right."

Harry shook Hermione off and didn't say anything, but he didn't sit down.

"What have you to say to me? Your father, a bully, a miscreant, a man I truly thought would amount to nothing. Sirius, a fool, a bully as much as his best mate and who did amount to nothing."

Harry almost lunged across the desk then, but shouted instead, "HOW DARE YOU!"

Snape laughed and said, "How he ever got your mother I'll never know, wasn't good enough for her in his wildest dreams."

Harry swung at Snape, but stopped himself just in time. He flailed forward and slammed into the cauldron holding the shrinking potion. It spilled forward and poured all over Snape.

Harry looked at Snape in horror and Snape looked back, stunned more than Harry had ever seen him. Hermione shrieked a little and Snape turned toward her, though there was no anger on his face, only confusion. Then he collapsed onto the ground.