Harry Potter and the Soul Shifter

By: Alex Lyons3


Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and everything in the wonderful world of Hogwarts. Disney owns Brooklyn, the gargoyle. I own Jessica "Jess" Cotten.


Author's Note: Originally, I started on a story about Harry's sixth year before J.K.R. released OotP. Sadly, when Sirius died, so to did my ability to write that fan fiction. So, I've salvaged some characters and added some cross over points and re did the whole thing. I really didn't expect Sirius to die. Truthfully, I should have. Just for the record, the time line is going to be a bit iffy since most people put it up as Sirius died in 1996. I'm going to say that Harry didn't even start Hogwarts until 1997, so Sirius didn't die until 2002. Did I lose anyone? *A few hands are raised* Okay! Simply, first book published in 1997. So, that's when Harry starts as far as I'm concerned. Harry's fifth year would be 2001-2002, so Sirius (at least in my mind) does not die until 2002. Okay? Anyway, on with the story.


Chapter 19: Professor Snape's Horrible Prank


Professor Snape entered the dungeons, his robes billowing out behind him, a cold cruel smirk on his face which did not bode well for some one or several some ones in the Potions Room. Malfoy and his pack of cronies were whispering about something, which Snape deliberately decided to over look, yet again.

"Today class we will be making The Draught of Sleeping Hell. It is a potion that is highly complex and I would hope that none of you need to be carried out of here in a matchbox later. This potion, if it explodes, will burn you and anyone else it might touch to a cinder. Here," Snape said pointing to the blackboard, "is the instructions. Begin."

Harry, Ron and Hermione began getting their ingredients and bringing them back to their caldrons. While Snape spoke quietly to Umbridge.

"...I think that is a good idea. It'll show Minister Fudge..." Umbridge was saying to Snape.

"Very well then, you'll get to try a bit of the potion then." Snape said to Umbridge.

The class was done with their potions in about thirty minutes. Since Neville wasn't there, deciding he could do without Potions, no ones caldron blew up.

"Let me see." Snape said walking around checking all of the caldrons. He looked into Hermione's, "Ms. Granger, will you put some of your potion into a vial for me." He said crisply.

Hermione did as she was told and held out the vial for Professor Snape to take. He passed the vial to Umbridge.

"You wish to try it. Then here is the best I could find." Snape said, making Hermione, Ron and Harry stare at Snape in utter shock and Umbridge stare at Snape with utter loathing.

Umbridge drake the vial down and then promptly collapsed on the floor obviously asleep. She started to scrunch her face up in a fearful expression and suddenly she began to scream.

"GET AWAY! GET AWAY!" She screamed her high girlish voice cracking.

"Now, I wish for you to begin writing an essay on what you see before you!" Snape shouted over the screams of Umbridge not even trying to help her.

The class wrote furiously and handed in their essays just before the bell rang to go to lunch.

"You have an essay to complete before next class! I want you to research and write down what each ingredient is used for in The Draught of Sleeping Hell! Now, get out!" Snape yelled and then muttered a moving charm and carried Umbridge up to the hospital wing, while she screamed out in fear and anguish.


Harry, Ron and Hermione went into the Great Hall and sat down and began to eat. Hagrid quickly came up to them.

"'ow are you lot doin'?" He asked of them.

"Fine, Hagrid." Hermione said.

Harry and Ron nodded.

Hagrid grinned. "Tha's good ta 'ere. I 'ope Professor Brooks told ya already. We're goin' ta be 'elping a griffin give birth. Isn' tha' excitin'?"

"Sure is Hagrid!" Ron said excitedly.

Hagrid beamed and went up to the staff table to join the other teachers. Professor Brooks seemed to be the only person eating as much, if not more, than Ron. Professor Cotten looked scandalized and turned her back to him. She began to converse with Professor Sinistra, the Astrology teacher. Professor Snape entered the Great Hall the same evil smirk twisting his face into a cruel mockery of good humor. He walked up to his place and muttered something to Professor Brooks, who was sitting right next to him. Professor Brooks grinned maniacally back at Snape. His grin grew wider and wider at whatever Snape was telling him.

"Those two seem to be getting along okay now." Harry pointed to the staff table for Ron and Hermione.

They both looked and blinked rather surprised.

"Wonder what happened?" Ron asked, but didn't have time to worry about it further as Brian got up and tapped Dumbledore on the shoulder. Dumbledore nodded, agreeing to whatever Brooks said to him and beckoned the room for silence.

Professor Brooks was grinning like a maniac.

"I'd like to propose a toast. To Professor Severus Snape, the best Potions Master this school has ever seen since the days of Salazar Slytherin!"

The Slytherins all cheered for their Head of House and toasted him with the rest of the hall.

"I'd also like to propose a toast to my colleague, Professor Cotten, for being the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this school has ever seen, since the days of Godric Gryffindor!"

The hall cheered and toasted her.

"Lastly, but not leastly, to Ms. Hermione Granger, for being the best at brewing The Draught of Sleeping Hell thisschool has seen since Professor Snape's own school days!" Brian called out.

The Gryffindors all cheered and, with the rest of the hall, drank a toast to her. The bell rang soon after and the students all went to their respective classes. For the sixth year Gryffindors and Slythrins, they'd get to watch a baby griffin being born.

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To Little Ear big Ear's sis: Thanks! *chuckles* I was beginning to wonder what happened to you.


To Mella deRanged: I'd have to agree. LOL! Quite astounding really. I'm glad you're enjoying it still.


To Samantha: Yeah, I mean wasn't Snape having any problems with loose fireworks in his class room, since it said all the teachers called upon Professor Umbridge that first day, I'd have to say that Snape was not an exception, but JKR never told us what was said to Umbridge from him. She's probably keeping us from figuring out whether Snape's a good guy or a bad guy, but what I've read so far it appears Snape is suffering from depression. *shrugs* You're probably right, Old Moldy Voldie Voldemort would have known something was up, but Sirius said at the start of OotP that Snape bragged about how much he was risking his life for the Order. (The twists and turns are too numerical to count) Peeves and McGonagall are coming up in later chapters, remember Umbridge is going to be there for two weeks! *evil grin* LOL! Now there would be something. Though Cotten doesn't play pool. Though I'm sure she'd like to. Hmm. I might put it in there later. You'll just have to wait and see.