Author's note:

Sorry it took me so long to post this! It's just that no one reviewed it and I had lots of tests and stuff. Here's the fifth chapter, I hoe you enjoy it! The next chapters will be the last ones and some of you might not like them that much….

"Honestly I don't know why Dumbledore allowed him to return", Professor Eve Epaulets muttered in her brother's ear at breakfast the next day. "He is a mad old man! He sees enemies in every corner!"

As if on cue, Moody's magical eye swept over in their direction.

"I mean what is he doing here?" She continued nervously. "He comes in just like that, takes over my class…I guess Dumbledore doesn't trust my teaching skills."

Professor Severus Snape was tempted to comfort his sister, by telling her that Moody was here because of him, but he couldn't. Snape simply could not bring himself to tell her of his past.

'Soon', he thought to himself. 'I will have to tell her soon.'

He planned to tell her tonight, when she would come to his room for their nightly talks. He has been pushing it off until 'the right time', but he could not push it off further. Something about Eve always compelled the truth, to justify her trust and he found it impossible to lie to her.

"I don't know Eve" Snape finally said shrugging. "Perhaps he feels you can learn something from an Auror."

Eve snorted derisively and replied coldly. "The only thing I could learn from that old man is what's the best way to go insane."

"Dumbledore respects him", Snape said, not paying much attention to her. He occasionally glanced in Moody's direction, checking if he was looking at him.

"I hate to break it to you, but the Headmaster's strange", she whispered.

"Dumbledore is a great man," Snape defended him.

"If you say so", Eve ended it shrugging. "Just saying he might have gone a bit mad himself…" She got up and strode to class, following Moody a bit behind. It was obvious to Snape that Eve was afraid of him, as were most people. The story of him turning a student into a ferret, though it wasn't him, must have reached her ears. Snape got up from his table and went to his own class. He seemed grimmer than ever when he realized his class was Slytherins and Gryffindors. The class went surprisingly well, only ten points taken from Gryffindor and he headed back to his Dungeon.

"It's not fair!" Hermione objected, as they headed to Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

"How can you take off points for knowing TOO much?"

"Apparently you can", Harry muttered as they entered their next class.

They were surprised to see Mad Eye Moody waiting for them and Professor Epaulets sitting at the side. Ron was the only one who seemed disappointed.

After class the three headed off to lunch in the great hall. Halfway there, Professor Epaulets stopped them in the hall.

"Excuse me", she said amiably. "But may I speak with Harry for a moment?" The other two shrugged and went to eat, arguing about whether you could know TOO much.

Eve took Harry by the arm to one of the empty classrooms and closed the door.

"What is it professor?" Harry asked her baffled. She smiled at him warmly and asked him to sit down.

"I heard about your tales here at Hogwarts", she said with a glitter in her eye. "I must say I am impressed."

Harry felt his face reddening, but he couldn't think of anything to say.

"I mean can you imagine a boy- a man even- that could stand up to you-know-who and survive? Not once, but four times?" She said excited. "You have succeeded where better wizards and witches have failed miserably! I had to ask you how did you manage to do so."

"Luck, I guess" he muttered uncomfortably. "Professor, why did you want to talk to me?"

"Oh, right. As I was saying, I noticed your record and seeing how you relate your victory to 'luck' I must tell you sooner or later your luck will run out." Eve said seriously.

Harry's face fell and he nodded. "Thank you for telling me", he said and turned to leave.

"Which is why I want to teach you a few tricks that might help you survive", Eve said, stopping him in his place. "So that when your luck does run out, you will be prepared. We can't have 'the boy who lived' to die now, can we?" She asked smiling.

"You're willing to help me?" Harry asked.

"Yes", Eve said. "I'd love to help you. Meet me in my office at ten tonight, will you?" Harry nodded and they went their separate ways.

Out side in the hallway Harry ran into Moody.

"Watch where you're going Potter", Moody said coldly.

"I will, I'm sorry!" Harry said, trying to run off.

"Wait! What were you doing in the classroom? The lesson ended ten minutes ago." Moody inquired.

"I was talking to Professor Epaulets", Harry said nervously.

"What did she want?" Moody asked, his Magical Eye scanning the hall.

"She-she offered to help me, t-t-to teach me some stuff", Harry stuttered, as Moody's magical eye was set on him as well.

"When will the lesson be taught? I might want to help" Moody muttered darkly.

"Tonight at ten in her office", Harry said, trying to walk to the great hall.

"I will meet you there. Please do not tell the professor I will be coming…I want to examine her teaching skills" he said and walked away. Harry gladly took off to grab a bite to eat before his next class.

Snape sat in his room confused. Mad Eye Moody, as far as he was aware of, did not follow him today. Sure they both had classes to attend to, but it did not SEEM like he was spying on him. Perhaps Moody was that good that he didn't notice?

His train of thought was severed, however, when he heard a knock on his door.

END PART 5

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-Ivy-