Some reviewers asked and here it is! A twist on a part in the first book...this is showing several of the influences on Harry and Severus! XD

Ch36: Harry and Uncle Snape

"Now remember to enunciate. Windgardem Leviosa. Go on," Flitwick nodded to the class.

Harry stared at the feather for several minutes before swishing and flicking his wand as he silently said the spell. Immediately the feather flew up in the air and everyone stared at him.

"Oh well done. Excellent Mr. Potter. Fifteen points to Gryffindor for doing it wordlessly!" Flitwick exclaimed.

"Thanks Professor. My Uncles taught me," he grinned.

Beside him Hermione looked annoyed.

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After lunch the first year Slytherin and Gryffindors entered Potions Class. Severus entered not far behind them and the door slammed behind him.

"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class," Snape hissed.

As he continued on his rant he noticed Harry was not paying attention but writing in his notebook.

Severus smirked as he knew the boy would be writing notes. He was very good about that…but for kicks he decided to test him.

"Mr. Potter! Are resident celebrity feels he does not need to pay attention I see," Severus snapped as he descended on the boy.

Across the way Draco Malfoy was snickering. He hated his Uncle's family.

Harry put down his quill and looked up at his Uncle. "Professor?"

"Tell me Mr. Potter where do I find a Bezoar?" Snape asked.

Hermione's hand shot up but Severus ignored it.

"In a Goats Stomach…though I wouldn't use any of Uncle Aberforth's," Harry grinned. The class laughed lightly.

"I see we have a class clown…tell me what would I get by mixing powder root of asphodel and an infusion of wormwood?" Severus asked.

"Well you get the Draught of the Living Dead…though how you can sleep like the living dead when they don't sleep I'll never know," Harry shook his head.

The class howled with laughter and Severus had to keep himself from grinning.

"Silence!" Severus snapped. The room quieted immediately.

"You loose five points for your cheek Mr. Potter and will report to me after class!" Severus replied as they started on a potion.

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After Potions Harry hung back and approached Severus' desk.

When the last student had left and shut the door the two broke down in a fit of laughter.

"That was excellent wit Harry. I think Charolette rubs off more than she knows," Severus grinned broadly. It was a sight only his closet family members saw.

"Thank you," Harry said brushing his nails on his shirt and blowing them in what he thought was a cool way.

"Uncle Alabaster said I had to wait four years to pull pranks but I could be sarcastic all I wanted," Harry smirked.

"He should know. That's how he fell for Charolette," Severus said shaking his head.

"Yep…so…."

"You're not in trouble. Come on let's go to Dinner," Severus laughed patting Harry's back as they left.