Snape helped Neville finish his essay in only a short time.

Once Neville was finished he looked at Snape and said, "I hope you do come next year, I'll definately pass potions then."

Snape smiled, but Harry saw that it didn't reach his eyes and Harry figured out why. Snape was not going to come back next year, at least not as Sam. Harry realized for the first time that he didn't know what was going to happen after Snape turned back. Would Snape be different? Kinder? Harry doubted it. Harry frowned and felt a wave of sadness go through him. He was going to lose someone, maybe even a friend, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Neville grabbed his essay, put it away, and left, still smiling and probably thinking about the future.

"That was..." Snape said, but didn't finish. Harry knew what Snape was thinking, Snape was thinking the exact same thing he was.

Harry looked at Hermione and Ron, Ron was still grinning, apparently not noticing the gloomy look on Snape's face and the sad tone in his voice. He then turned toward Hermione, she, unlike Ron, was not smiling. She seemed to have realized what was going on and she was frowning as much as Harry felt he was.

Hermione looked at Harry and her frown deepened. Harry was about to say something to her, tell her he was alright, but she shook her head, she already knew he wasn't.

Then, they heard footsteps on the stairs and loud voices talking to one another. Harry recognized all three voices and groaned, how were they suppose to explain it to them?

Just as he had predicted, Ginny, Fred, and George burst into their room, all with thoroughly interested faces and false bright smiles.

Snape looked up as the door burst open and recogniton crossed his face, he looked at Ron and then at the three other people with brilliantly red hair.

"You must be Fred and George." Snape said sticking out his hand, "Ron told me about you, though I don't know which one is which."

"I'm Fred, the more handsome one." Fred said, but he didn't take Snape's hand. After a moment of no movement from the three new arrivals' hands, Snape let his drop limply to his side.

"So, you know who we are? Funny, Ron never mention a single thing about you." George said.

Snape blushed and turned to Hermione for help. Hermione understood the look and stepped forward, "This is Sam Simons, he's visiting, trying to see if he wants to go here next year. He's moved from Sweden."

Ginny looked Snape over, she was squinting hard as Neville had done, but she couldn't seem to figure out why Snape looked familiar either.

Fred grinned and said, "Sam, right? Simons, that doesn't sound like a particularly Swedish last name, does it?"

Snape blushed even more and seemed to be trying to think of a response.

George butt in before Snape could say anything, "And you don't sound particularly Swedish, plus you speak English quite well. If I'm correct, the Swedish people speak, well, Swedish. Give us a line or two, speak some Swedish."

Snape looked at the pair horrified, he didn't seem to be able to think of something to explain all this.

Then, Ginny stepped forward, and following in Fred and George's footsteps said, "Tell us a little something about your home? Do you live near any cities? Hey, what is the capital of Sweden anyway?"

Snape looked at Ginny apparently just as horrified, it looked like he had been hoping for a break from her.

"Plus, why are you wearing Gryffindor robes?" Fred asked.

"Their mine, he...he borrowed them." Ron said and knew how feeble this statement sounded even before he spoke it.

"Fred asked why, not whose they were dung brain." George said.

"Uh, well, he didn't have any." Ron replied.

"So he came here naked did he?" Ginny asked.

"No, no, he didn't."

"Then why is he wearing your robes?"

"He, well, uh...he...he." Ron couldn't think up an answer.

Ginny turned to Snape instead, hoping for a better explaination, "Well?"

"I, uh, well, I uh..." Snape babbled.

Ron then said, "He doesn't speak English very well, he doesn't understand it much either."

"He seemed to speak it just fine before, unless you taught him how to say, 'You must be Fred and George. Ron told be about you, though I don't know which one is which.'" George said.

"To me that looked like an original thought, one of his own creation." Fred continued.

"Which means that he speaks English pretty well and from what I got from all the blushing, understands it just as well." George finished for Fred.

"So, who is he really?" Ginny asked, "Cause he looks awfully familiar."

Snape turned around to the three people who weren't quizing him, looking for help.

Harry didn't know what to say, unfortunatly for them, Fred, George, and Ginny were a lot less gulliable than Neville. Hermione seemed at a loss for words as well because she kept opening and closing her mouth, with no sound coming out. Ron just had that dumbstruck look he got when he didn't know what to say.

Ginny smiled at them and said, "So, who's gonna answer me?"

Snape looked at her, then Fred and George, and sighed, "I guess I will."

The three red heads that weren't Ron looked at him interested.

"I, my name is...well...um...my name is Severus." Snape said, hoping they wouldn't know his first name. He was unlucky.

"Severus? As in Severus Snape! That Severus?!" Fred said, his voice mixed with disbelief and amusement.

George looked incredulous and then he turned to Harry, Hermione, and Ron, "I...guys, I gotta hand it to you, you're brilliant. I mean, Fred, why didn't we think of this? We didn't know you had it in you little bro." He walked over and clapped Ron on the back.

Ron turned bright pink and Snape looked at everyone confused, "What do you mean?"

"It was a brilliant prank. I mean, turn the potions master into a teenager again, absolutely brilliant. It's perfect!" Fred shouted.

"Snape was the perfect candidate too. I mean, McGonagall, she's done nothing too unjust to us." George stated, "I mean, nothing we didn't deserve." He grinned at Fred and Fred nodded.

"Flitwick, Sprout, none seem to fit the bill of perfection. I mean, you couldn't do Binns neither, he's already dead. Trelawny wouldn't have been a bad choice either though, easier to slip the potion to her." Fred said and did a motion that looked like he was tipping back a drink.

"Umbrigde would have been just as fine too Fred, though how'd you get her I wouldn't know, plus I doubt she's all that interesting." George added.

"But Snape, hilarious, ingenious..." Fred couldn't seem to think of another word so he just turned to George.

"Great!" George shouted, "I can't think of a person who deserves it more."

Harry turned to Ginny, she hadn't said a word throughout Fred and George's praise. She had an odd look on her face, there was definate amusement there, but also some interest as well, plus he might have seen...pity, but only for a moment.

Then Harry turned to Snape and found a thunderstruck look on his face and then he spun around to face them, looking more like the adult Snape he knew, "What...what...what are they saying!? Did you really...really do this as a prank. Was I just some joke for you to laugh at? Was I here to give you chuckles?" He was screaming at them, his face contorted in rage.

Snape had paused for a moment and Harry stepped forward, "Snape, please, listen. We didn't do this as a prank, it was...an accident. A complete accident, we didn't mean for it to happen at all!"

Snape was red in the face, but at these words he seemed to calm down a bit. His face slackened and he turned to Hermione, the only other person who had been in the room, "Is it true? You didn't do this to me on purpose?"

Hermione nodded and said, "Snape, you weren't a joke, we wouldn't do that."

Snape looked at her and then looked at Harry, and then past him. He stared into space directly behind Harry's head, apparently thinking about something. Harry figured Snape had turned toward him because he was thinking of James, his father. Harry must really have reminded Snape of his dad. He wondered how badly Snape hated James. Did all Snape need to do was look at Harry and remember all the things James had done. Harry didn't like thinking that Snape thought of him as his father.

Snape turned back to Hermione and nodded, but didn't say a word.