The Switch
Des: What if something went wrong during Snape's Occlumency Lessons?
HARRY POTTER BELONGS TO J.K ROWLING
A/N: Why hello there! Yes! Yes! I know its been forever! And conveniently when Harry Potter 6 is out, but school has made it impossible for me to update. So, now that its over, I've decided to come back to this story, because I am very curious to see how it ends! I do hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me…and now, on with the story!
Chapter 11 – Harsh Feelings
Harry awoke feeling dreadful, and knew almost instantly that this was going to be a horrible day. He showered in cold water, dressed in none other then the usual teaching robes (there wasn't much of a choice), and checked the timetable that Professor Dumbledore has sent that morning, which was the main cause of his morning grumpiness (though he hadn't exactly felt like a star the past couple of days).
9:00-10:00: First Year - Hufflepuff & Ravenclaw
10:00-12:00: Seventh Year - Griffindor & Slytherin ('wont that be interesting?', Harry thought)
1:00-2:00: Fifth Year - Gryffindor & Slytherin ("shit…" Harry swore aloud. This wasn't a good way to start his first day of teaching, especially his least favorite subject. He was picturing the amount of students being sent to the hospital wing, and the chaos, all for a whole hour! And he would also have to deal with Snape!)
2:00-3:00: Third Year – Hufflepuff & Ravenclaw
3:00-4:00: Sixth Year – Ravenclaw & Hufflepuff
4:00-5:00: Second Year – Griffindor & Slytherin
Harry was grateful that Dumbledore had written it in his own hand, making it seem as if it was specially for him. It made him feel a bit better about the situation. Dumbledore had also sent him books for each year and lesson. As Harry read over these, he found that the teaching part of the class wouldn't be as bad as he thought. But, what was bothering him was the fact that he would be, no doubt, bombarded with questions about his trip to the Hospital Wing from practically every student, making it useless for him to prepare, seeing as he probably wouldn't get any teaching done. He couldn't decide if this was a good or bad thing. He continued to read through the lessons anyway, because it helped take his mind off of his problems.
Severus was woken up, about what felt like an hour later, rather unceremoniously. He had been dreaming that he was in the middle of a rather nasty earthquake, only to find it was Ron shaking the life out of him, who he could tell was just about as annoyed as he was. He shook him so hard that he hit his head on the bead head, and then woke up with a start, only to hit his head again.
"Sorry!" said Weasley hotly. "Get out of bed! We're going to be late for DADA! And I'm sure old Toad-Face would love that!"
He got up sulking.
Harry had a horrible morning, but knew the worst was yet to come.
He was asked questions like: "So, Professer, was it Dumbledore who brought you back to life?", and heard faint whispers saying things like: "Yea, he looks pretty life-like now, but i bet he's really a ghost, and dumbledore's cast a spell on him to return to his body until the full moon..."
What was he a werewolf!? Harry had answered these with Snape-worthy sneers, and rhetorical questions like "I don't think that has anything to do with the lesson does it?"
But even he knew that nothing could put them off except stories about the undead.
Finally the bell went, and Harry gave a small sigh of relief, but remembered that he would have to deal with the seventh years in a matter of seconds.
It was going to be a long day.
Severus was really upset. His head was throbbing, and Weasley wouldn't stop yelling at him, even after he had gotten up. Eventually, he just couldn't stand for it anymore.
"WOULD YOU SHUTTUP!?, IM COMING!", he shouted. He sounded so much like himself, that Ron paled for a few seconds. Then he retorted:
"DON'T BOTHER!, ME AND HERMIONE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOREVER, AND WE REFUSE TO GET DETENTION, JUST BECAUSE YOU'VE DECIDED TO ACT LIKE AN ASSHOLE THE LAST COUPLE OF DAYS!" and with that he stormed off.
Longbottom, who was naturally late for every class, had only just put his robes on, and looked like he would like nothing better then to leave at that very moment. There was nobody else in the dormitory besides him and Severus.
Severus would have liked very much to go after the Weasley boy for his insolence, but managed to think about the consequences. Besides he would have left with Granger by now, and he would see him in Defense Against the Dark Arts anyway. Longbottom still hadn't moved. He was probably scared that "Harry" was going to curse him if he said or did anything. 'What a ridiculous waste of space' thought Severus.
He then left, because his temper was now rising toward him.
On the way to class, Severus thought about Weasley's outburst. It wasn't as if Weasley could ever get to Severus, (he was just plain out of line,) but the anger inside those words reminded him of a very abusive man. A man he cringed at the thought of calling his father. He hated that man with a passion. After all, he was the reason why his loving mother was now dead.
Severus punched the closest thing to him, which happed to be a stone wall.
"AARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!" he screamed. He hated thinking about his childhood, and now he had another injury to add to his list.
A/N: That's it for now guys! If you want to see what happens when Harry teaches the Potions class, and what happens in DADA, then I would advise you to review, so I know that people care :).
