Harry Potter was a very unusual bo- Stop! We're not doing that, Mind, this happens at Hogwarts during Harry's fifth year.
Dear Reader: I've never written a Harry Potter fic, so… Yeah…
Disclaimer: I only wish I owned Harry Potter. Only sort of though, since I don't think I could handle the publicity.
Prologue:
Snape stood, stirring his cauldron and muttering furiously. "That's the last straw, you old fool, I've been here long enough to have returned your favor. Tonight you will be put out of commission- Hopefully for good." He continued muttering, adding beetle eyes to the mixture in his cauldron. He had no idea what the result was going to be, but he hoped it would be poisonous. He also had no idea where his rage at Dumbledore was come from, but it was propelled him to do this, and he was writing down the instructions for this on a piece of parchment, just in case. I'll have to get an excuse to give Potter a detention, Snape thought, he can be my test subject.
The contents of the cauldron started to rise, but Severus made that which was going to fall out of it go back in and compressed it with a couple lazy flicks of his wand, as he had been doing every five minutes for almost an hour.. It won't matter whether or not Potter dies, just one more target out of my way. He is of no use to the wizarding world if the Dark Lord is not coming back, and no one will ever know that it was I who killed the Boy Who Lived.
He turned away from his cauldron to sift through a box of ingredients that had been stolen by Mundungus Fletcher. Snape had gotten the ingredients back, but had been enraged to find the ingredients mixed and unorganized in any way. Anyway, turning away from the cauldron was a big mistake.
As Severus turned away, the compressed contents of it slowly began to thin and the cauldron was turning into a fine powder. By the time Snape had turned back to his cauldron, it had been reduced to a pile of black dust, which was dissolving into the potion. The contents of the former cauldron had put out the fire, and the heat from it had started to dissolve the liquid. "This can't be good." Severus tried to avoid breathing in the evaporated liquid, but unfortunately, he couldn't see it.
Once the potion had evaporated completely, he began to clean up- when behind him he heard a sneer. "You think you can make potions?"
Severus Snape whipped around, and there, sitting in his chair, was…
Severus Snape.
How was it? As you saw, that was only the prologue, but PLEASE give me feedback, it's my first Harry Potter fanfiction, as I said.
-A Leaf in the Wind