Snape blushed as Professor McGonagall strode forward and turned his face to look at hers, "And the eyes as well, unless you always had fluorescent green eyes, though I seriously doubt it." She looked at his face, searching for any more changes, "What were you doing?"

"Well, we...we didn't want people...people recognizing me Professor." Snape stuttered.

"Well, you have done a thorough job of looking completely different, though staying inconspicuous...leaves something to be desired." She said.

"What should we do now Professor." Harry asked, he hoped she had some ideas.

"You Mr. Potter should go to class." She said.

"I think I should be a part of this, I think I should help since this is my fault." He said as firmly as he could.

Professor McGonagall turned her face away from Snape and looked at Harry hard, then she nodded and said, "Alright Potter, your sense of loyalty and nobility I see has not wavered, not even for Severus here. You may help him, but you also have to attend classes."

"What do you mean Professor?" Harry asked confused, he didn't understand.

"Severus cannot be cured until we find a cure, I assume you understand that." She said and he nodded, "We have not, obviously, found the cure, so Severus will remain as a adolescent until we can fix this problem. You offered to help him, so you will help him. You will help him get through the classes and the people until such time that he can return to his...right age."

"How long do you think that will be...Professor?" Snape asked.

"Well, I am not sure. I know there is a cure out there somewhere, and I am almost postive Albus would know it, but unfortunately we can't contact him at this time. So, until we find it, which could be several week, or until Albus returns, we are at a loss." She said grimly.

"What am I to say to people?" Harry asked.

"Whatever you have been. I seem to have heard a very pleased Mr. Longbottom going on about a new student, visiting for next year I suppose?" She asked, a smile creeping up into her normal straight lipped face. "Severus, I didn't know you had it in you."

"Had...had what professor?" He asked, but she did not say. She had already turned away and was walking toward the door, but before she reached it she turned around and looked at them.

"And please boys, please don't tamper with the hour glasses anymore even if you are awarding Gryffindor several points. We like to keep things at Hogwarts as fair as we can." She said and then turned away.

As soon as she left Snape rounded on Harry, "What do you mean you lunged at me?" His voice had gona a little higher in pitch and his face was focused as if he could will answer he wanted out of Harry.

Harry wondered for a moment if Snape knew Occulemency yet, but then dropped it and said, "I well...you know...jumped at you." Harry said feebly.

Snape looked at him and then asked, "Why did you...jump at me?"

"Well, you insulted my Dad and Sirius, I got angry and well...kind of tried to attack you."

"I insulted James and Sirius, the adult me did?" Snape said, seeming to find it interesting that he still held such a grudge.

"Yes."

"Hmm, not very tactful really." Snape muttered to him self and then said, "You said something about cheating, did you really cheat?"

"Well, no, not in my opinion."

"Could you tell me what happened?" Snape asked carefully.

Harry nodded and said, "So, we were in potions, well yeah, you knew that. Anyway, you had written really small on the board the potion we were suppose to do. I couldn't read it so I kept almost adding the wrong ingrediants, but Hermione helped me out a couple of times, telling me not to do some stuff. Then she did this spell on me so I could see perfectly and it really helped me a lot. I made the potion in record time and it was almost perfect."

Snape had been nodding and mmmhmming throughout the story, but when Harry stopped to take a breadth he said, "Is that all or is there more?"

"No, no there is more. So, Snape saw me not doing anything and he...well you...well you the adult...you know what I mean. You came and looked at my potion and thought that I hadn't done it myself because I don't think I've ever produced such a good potion before."

"Did I even ask you if you had cheated or not?"

"Sort of."

"Is that sort of a no?" Snape asked.

"Well, you were a bit skeptical."

"Was I now, a bit skeptical, only a bit?" Snape asked and Harry shrugged, "Then I asked you and Hermione to stay after and that's when...this happened, right?"

Harry nodded.

"Well, I guess I deserved it, eh. I mean, insulting your father, even if I do hate him more than I think I've ever hated anyone else, insulting him in front of you...probably not the wisest thing." Snape said and then smiled at Harry. Harry was taken aback by Snape's attitude, he'd thought Snape would be angry or upset, well at least more so than he was. Instead he talked about what he had done as if it were...a different person. Harry sighed, it looked like Snape viewed adult Snape as someone else also. Like not a real person, but Harry knew that adult Snape was very real, and possibly very dangerous, he wasn't sure.

"So, why isn't Dumbledore, you know, able to be contacted? I thought you said he was headmaster." Snape inquired a bit confused.

"Well, that's a bit complicated." Harry admitted, but from a look from Snape that said, 'Complicated, yeah, ok, right' Harry continued, "Ok, so you know the Umbridge lady?"

Snape grinned and said, "Yeah, the Umbridge lady." But Snape said it in the exact tone Hermione and McGonagall had uttered it before that Harry burst out laughing.

"Ok, well, she...she works for the Ministry." Harry said.

"So? Is that...bad?" Snape asked.

"Well, at the moment I would say yes."

"Why?"

"Well, because Voldemort is back."

Snape nodded, though he had cringed slightly at the name, "Yeah, you said that before, or Hermione did."

"Yeah, anyway, last year we had the Triwizard Tournament..."

Harry didn't finish, Snape had cut him off, "Really? The Triwizard...no way, that hasn't gone on for like a hunderd years."

"Yeah, well they reinstated it last year, though I doubt it'll come back after what happened."

"What?"

"Well, I was in the Triwizard Tournament." Harry said and with this Snape gasped, Harry was starting to get frustrated, he really wanted to finish, "So, I was in it and ...well...ah...Cedric and I went first into the maze as the last task. Cedric...Cedric was another competetor. We reached the Triwizard cup...and...and ended up touching at the same...same time. We decided...together." Harry said with great effort. Snape seemed to have realized something had happened because he had gone dead silent and his face was full of rapt attention. "So...so, we touched it and it...it ended up being a portkey set up by one of Voldemort's deatheaters"

"How'd they manange that?" Snape asked.

Harry looked at him and said, "That's a different story."

"Oh."

"Anyway...we were transported to some graveyard and...and well...Wormtail was there."

"Wormtail, isn't that what your dad use to call Pettigrew?" Snape asked, a little surprised.

"Yeah, like I had said before, Pettigrew betrayed my parents, and he was working for Voldemort. So, we arrived and Voldemort is so weak, he barely has a body if you could call it a body. So...so...instead of doing it himself...he...he had Wormtail kill Cedric." Harry forced out of his mouth.

Snape looked at Harry, a bit green in the face, "How'd, how'd you get away?"

"Well it was a miracle really. Voldemort got my blood though, he needed it for his potion, or spell, which gave him a new body. He dueled me, but something happened between our wands and it made a distraction so I could escape. I grabbed the portkey and got out, with Cedric's body in tow, but like I said, Voldemort got another body, he rose again."

Snape nodded, though he looked like he didn't really understand, "So, now what, that doesn't explain why the ministry is bad?"

"Ok, so when I got back we told Fudge, the Minister that the Dark Lord had returned, but he refused and still refuses to believe it. He thinks that I'm a lying little boy who wants more glory and will do nothing to get a bit more fame and that Dumbledore is going senile, because Dumbledore's done nothing, but support me. The ministry keeps saying things in the paper about me, they either say I'm a lier or a nutter." Harry replied darkly.

"Nutter?"

"Yeah, some people think the curse that hit me, Voldemort's curse, did more than just leave a scar on my face, they think it messed with my mind." Harry said and sighed, "Plus, Fudge thinks Dumbledore is raising an army against him, he thinks Dumbledore wants his job."

"What, Dumbledore raising an army against the Ministry, ridiculous! Dumbledore's never wanted to be minister." Snape snapped angrily.

Harry found this very interesting, "Really? He hasn't? Never?"

"Not as far as I know. Though I do know he has been offered several times, he has turned down all of them. Apparently he is quite satisfied with being Headmaster." Snape said.

Harry nodded, though why Dumbledore never wanted to be Minister made him think a bit, he wondered how different it would have been if Dumbledore had been minister. But then that ment he wouldn't have been headmaster, what would have happened to Harry then?