Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character of Harry Potter or the story itself. This entire wondrous world is the possession of J.K. Rowling.

Author's note: Some important facts here! The story takes place after the defeat of Voldemort... Oh, and forget what happened in the end of the sixth book!

Hermione arrived in front of the fat lady and told her the password to enter "karput draconis". The fat lady motioned her to enter and the big painting flew open like a door.

When she arrived at the common room, she noticed that the fire was still lit, she approached the couch, only to find a sleeping Harry on it. She kneeled in front of him and shrugged a little his shoulder. Harry's eyes flew widely open and he startled a little when he woke up.

"Mione! You've frightened me!" he huffed.

"Very courageous for the one who killed Voldemort..." she joked.

"Very funny, Hermione..." he said in embarrassment.

She laughed. "Well, may I know why you were sleeping on the couch?" she raised an eyebrow.

"I waited for you."

"Oh. And why's that?"

"I was curious... Did you have any more information about the boy? Did he tell you who he was? I never saw him before. It's strange, don't you think?"

"Indeed... but... no he did not tell me who he was." She lied knowing that it should, for now, stay secret as she wasn't sure of anything. "I think you should go to bed... if I got anything new, I'll tell you, kay?"

Harry nodded, yawned and climbed the stairs to the boy dormitory. Hermione stayed for some time sitting on the couch reminiscing what the boy had told her. 'Strange he thinks he is Professor Snape... Of everyone in the castle... I would have certainly thought I am everyone else but him if I got amnesia... or something like that. Really weird.' she thought to herself. 'And if it's him?' another voice in her head told her. 'No... it's impossible... He said he was a prefect...' she concluded.

"I think a little walk to the library tonight wouldn't be a bad idea." she said to herself.

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Hermione looked on the shelves of the library where all the old graduation books were.

"How old is Professor Snape..." she thought out loud. "Let's see...about forty years old? I'll look first for the 1980 yearbook."

She took the book and started looking at the boys section. He was not there. She took the one of the year before and nothing again. She repeated the action twice again when she arrived at the book of the year 1977. No book. 'Damn!' she swore mentally. She knew that there was a reason if the book wasn't there and that this book was certainly the one she looked for.

She took out her wand and muttered a spell in an attempt to get it. "Accio yearbook 1977."

She heard a loud noise coming from the restricted area and she knew that the book must have stopped its track when it collided with the door. 'Sooo... Someone hid it in the restricted area hoping no one would see it again.' She smiled triumphantly, happy that she had by-pass the attempt of the person who hid it.

She opened the door of the restricted area and took the dusty book. She sat on a table near a big window so she could have at least some light from the moon. She turned the pages eagerly to the boy section and she was surprised to see on who she fell. James Potter and Peter Pettigrew on the same page. "Oh-my-god." Her eyes widened. This was it: the book she searched for! She had almost forgotten that the father and mother of Harry went to school with professor Snape! She went a little further in the book and found it. Severus Snape. A dark hair young boy that looked very shy and introvert. That was him! The boy she saw before that night. "What does this mean..." she whispered to herself.

A lot of questions were running in the mind of Hermione. 'What if... he had an accident with a potion and created some sort of vortex? Naaah... Impossible. But what if... he had a time-turner and that an accident brought him here to our time?'

"This is it! He had an accident! He fell from the stairs and he is now in our time! That make sense!" she closed the book with vigour as she found what she thought was the answer. She stood up to return to her dormitory.

"I see that you have already found who the young boy was, Miss Granger?" she heard a soft male voice a few meters away from her.

She knew too well who this caring voice of a father would come from. She turned to see the owner of the voice. "I guess... Headmaster. Sorry I'm out of bed, I just really wanted to know and..." she tried to explain herself.

"Hush now Miss Granger, I will not punish you for you curiosity. It is true that the curfew is well over passed... but you are a prefect and you have some more rights than other students do, remember?" he smiled. "I just hope you will not use them too often!" he laughed.

"No, sir. I swear."

"I thought that I would explain the situation to you tomorrow... but as you already discovered everything... I think I am gonna tell you what we will do with our young Severus..."

She nodded. 'Wow... this is really strange. We will now have two Snape. The nightmare of Ron has finally come true!' she chuckled at that thought.

"There is something funny, Miss Granger?" he asked her with a twinkle in his eyes.

"No, sir. Well, not something really pertinent, sir... I was just wondering... What will we do... I mean with professor Snape."

"I knew you would ask me this." He smiled and motioned her to sit again on her chair as he sat in front of her. "He will attend his class as he would have done in his time. Only there are a lot of things that change since this last twenty years and we don't want him to have a heart-attack, do we?"

She shook her head. She doesn't really appreciate the teacher but she recognized how a good potion master he was and how his role had been important in the defeat of Voldemort. Plus, he was still important as a spy as he's trying to find the last Deatheaters that ran away in the last battle.

"So we thought that it would be great if someone who knew his real identity would help him getting adapted to this 'new world'..." he followed.

"...Sir, are you asking me to...?"

"Yes, Miss Granger. We would like you to care of the young Severus. You do understand that we can not take anyone as they would find it weird that he does not know a lot of what happened in the last twenty years... don't you?"

She nodded. She knew he was right and that she might be the only one who could 'take care' of him, but still...it was professor Snape!

"Isn't there a little problem, sir?"

"What problem, Miss Granger?" his eyes twinkling again as if he knew she would ask the question she was about to ask.

"Well...erm... Professor Snape doesn't really like us...Gryffindor. I don't think he will get very well with me and as he is in Slytherin I will not be able to look always after him..."

"I thought about this, Miss Granger, and you should already get use in calling him Severus, at least, in private, because there is no need to tell you that he will have a new identity! We thought that we could put Severus in Gryffindor for the time he will be with us and that he could share your room." he smiled very happy of his plan.

"Wha'?" her eyes widened. "You mean I'm gonna live with Profes...Severus?"

He nodded.

"Do you think Professor Snape... I mean... the old one would appreciate that, knowing that his former self would be put in the house he hate the most?"

"I am sure he will really not appreciate that, but we have no choice. Plus, the resemblance is really apparent. We don't want the students of his house to think that he has a child, don't we?" the twinkle in his eyes were back. "No one will ever notice the resemblance though if he is put in the 'enemy house'." he finished.

Hermione knew that this all made sense, but she couldn't help but dread the moment she will have to live with the younger self of her professor. 'Blimey...'

"Dumbledore... there's a little problem. In my room, I've got only one bed..." she barely whispered, knowing how foolish her comment might sound.

"We thought about this too, dear! We will add a chamber to your room."

"How...?" she asked bewildered.

"Strange question from a witch." he smiled, got up and began his way to the door. "Please, go to the hospital wing tomorrow, we will arrange the last details and you will be able to meet young Severus a little more properly..."

Hermione took the book and began her way to her room when the head of Dumbledore went back in the doorway. "Oh and Miss Granger. As much as I know you would really love to show these pictures to Harry... I think it would be better if no one see Severus at this age... I trust you that you will keep your discovery to yourself?"

'Shit. I haven't thought of that! This would have made Harry so happy...' she thought sadly.

"I know your attentions were good Miss Granger, but, at least for the time young Severus is here with us, I will ask you to keep this secret. May I trust you?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yes, you can trust me."

"Good."

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Hermione returned to her private room in the Gryffindor house and went to her bed. She opened the book she had still in her hand and looked again at the young Severus. She smiled. 'Why am I smiling?' she shook her head to clear her mind. She hid the book under her bed, turned off all the lamps with a flick of her wand and slept for the night.