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I always get frustrated when I play games that have hard puzzles and I don't figure it out until the next week, but then I realized that that's why they're fun. Today's games are just as fun, but in a different way, because they just aren't as difficult as they used to be. Also, old games are just awesome. Like Pokemon Red and Blue, Majora's Mask, Spider-Man 2, Donkey Kong, Super Mario Bros, and etc.

Song of the chapter:

Percy (I know it's set to be Hermione, but this chapter is supposed from either Percy or Harry's POV. If it was Hermione, I'd have to make something up, and I'm too busy with school to do that.)..

"So," Snape sneered with his signature sneer, which was the sneeriest of all the sneers coming from the sneerers, because it was coming from Snape, the sneer master, "have you two practiced?"

"Yes," Percy said, "we have been practicing so hard that our brains are falling apart from the intense practicing."

"Well, we'll see about that, won't we?" Snape said smoothly. "Wands out."

They took out their wands and were about to start when Draco Malfoy came in.

"Professor Snape - oh, sorry."

Snape put his wand away. "No, it's alright, Draco, Jackson was just assisting me teach Potter to be competent at Potions."

Malfoy leered at Harry, "I see."

"Well, what did you need, Draco?"

"It's Montague, sir, they found him in a toilet on the fourth floor."

Snape nodded slowly. "I see. Jackson, Potter, wait here."

He left the room.

Percy decided to just leave instead when he saw a weird light coming from a weird bowl.

"What's that?" he asked Harry, pointing at the thing.

Harry saw what he was talking about. "It's a pensieve. It holds thoughts and memories."

He leaned down at it. "Looks weird."

Harry's eyes widened and he grabbed Percy's sleeve. "Wait, Percy, don't do - "

He and Harry were sucked into the thing.

They fell into what seemed like darkness, but then landed on a classroom floor.

He sat up and looked around. "That's boring. It just teleports you into a classroom."

Then he saw Professor Flitwick in front of a blackboard that said Defense Against the Dark Arts - Ordinary Wizarding Level. But didn't Flitwick teach Charms?

He turned around and saw a kid with a big nose. Yup. Definitely Snape.

"Hey, Harry, it worked! Harry?" he found him next to a boy who looked exactly like him.

"Hey, Harry. That kid looks exactly like you."

He looked at Percy. "I think it's my dad."

Percy looked at the kid. He looked exactly like Harry in every way except for the eyes.

"Yup. That's very possible." he looked around, checking for other familiar faces.

"Hey, Harry, is that Sirius? And Lupin?" he pointed at a handsome boy with long black hair, who was next to someone who was definitely a young Remus Lupin.

"Everyone!" Flitwick suddenly said, "Quills down, and turn in your papers!"

Percy groaned. "Man, I was hoping to see the answers."

"Percy, they'll probably use different ones for us."

He shrugged. "You never know."

They followed the fifteen year old Marauders out to the lake. Percy realized that this was Snape's memory and they might be bound to him, but he wasn't too far from them.

"I'm bored," they heard Sirius say when they were close enough, "I wish it was the full moon."

"You might," Lupin said darkly, pulling out his book, "we haven't done Transfiguration yet, you can test me."

Sirius snorted. "I already know all of that rubbish."

James saw Snape. "Hey, Padfoot, this ought to liven you up. Look who it is … "

Sirius's head turned to where he was pointing.

"Excellent. Snivellus."

Percy frowned. "Wait … what are they … ?"

James and Sirius walked to where Snape was.

"Alright, Snivellus?" James said loudly.

Snape quickly looked up and dropped his bag and quill. He put his hand in his pocket to draw his wand. He was about to jinx him when James shouted, "Expelliarmus!"

"Hey!" Percy shouted, and attempted to grab James's arm, going through him. Percy looked at Harry, who was looking at the scene like someone had smacked him with a book.

"Impedimenta!" he said, launching Snape away from the wand he was trying to get.

Snape laid on the ground, glaring at James and Sirius, who were approaching him.

"How'd the exam go, Snivelly?" James asked.

"I saw him, his nose was touching the parchment," Sirius teased, "there'll be grease all over it, they won't be able to read a word."

"You - wait," Snape panted, glaring up at James. "You - wait - "

"For what?" Sirius jeered, "for you to run your nose on us?"

Snape cursed so many mixed cursewords that Percy was impressed that he knew that much.

"Wash your mouth," James sneered, which Percy didn't think was right, because only Snape can do that. "Scourgify!"

Bubbles and soap came out of Snape's mouth, choking him. Percy shouted in protest, but James couldn't hear him he continued, laughing.

"Leave him ALONE!"

It was a girl. She had long red hair and green eyes that looked strangely familiar.

He looked at Harry. His eyes were the same.

The girl was Harry's mom. Cool.

"All right, Evans?" James said, suddenly sounding pleasant and mature.

"Leave him alone," she said. "What has he ever done to you?"

Percy decided that he liked Harry's mom. He didn't think too much of his dad, though. He never liked bullies, and James was being a big one right now. No wonder Harry never went home for the holidays. He wouldn't want to be with a dad who hexed people for fun.

"Well," James said, "it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean."

She pulled out her own wand. "Let. Him. Go."

He smiled. "Evans, please don't make me hex you."

"Then let him go!"

He sighed, and performed the countercurse.

"There you go," he said, "you're lucky Evan's was here, Snivellus - "

He glared at him. "I don't need help from filthy little m****oods like her!"

A hand grasped his shoulder. It was adult Snape, who was holding Harry. "Having fun?"

The memory was gone. They were back in Snape's office.

Snape went to put the pensieve back when Percy turned to Harry. "Harry, what is wrong with your dad?"

Harry didn't look at him. "I don't know."

"Why on earth do you have to come home to that every summer?"

Harry still didn't look at him. "I don't."

"What - ?"

Snape came back. "Neither of you will speak of this to anyone. Now get out."

They left the office.

"What do you mean you don't? He changed?" Percy asked, looking at him hopefully. It was reassuring to think that even someone like James Potter could change.

Harry closed his eyes and spoke. "On Halloween, a couple of months after I was born, Voldemort came to the house my parents and I were staying at. I still don't know why, but he came to kill us."

Percy didn't like where this was going. Harry continued. "My mom was putting me in my crib when dad saw him. He told mom to take me and run. Voldemort killed him first. He went to where I was with mom. He told her to step aside and she begged him to kill her instead, and after a bit, he killed her, too. He tried to kill me, but somehow it backfired and turned him into a ghost or something, I don't know what, but either way, I survived with just this." He pointed at his scar.

Percy was silent. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

Harry was one of the best people he had ever met. Harry, who was one of his best friends. And his parents taken from him before he could even remember. Voldemort, the guy he thought was just another baddy, was worse than he thought. But he knew he could deal with him. He could take him down. And that's what he would do. He would stick around in Britain. At least until Voldemort was dead. And then, maybe more people wouldn't have to suffer the same fate as Harry.

Yes, some parts were cut out. But hey, if I want to get into Comm Arts, I need to actually try this school year.

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