A/N:  Wow.  I would like to thank the people who reviewed.  They told me to do more from Snape's POV, so here I am.  Please Read and Review.  Anything Snape says is in italics and bold.  Sometimes italics doesn't show up on fanfiction.net so this way you'll at least see that it's in bold.  These have no particular order.  I'm trying to make them both funny and serious.

Disclaimer:  I don't own it.  A lot of this stuff will be direct quotes from the book.

Setting:  Lupin's Office – The Shrieking Shack.  Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

"Lupin," Snape.  "I have your potion."

Lupin wasn't there.  Snape walked to Lupin's desk.  He sat down.  This should be my desk.  I should be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacherThen he noticed something on the desk.  Parchment.  The Parchment that had insulted him, but now it was… A map.  So, this is what that was.  He saw a little dot labeled Remus Lupin walk to the Whomping Willow and go down a secret passage.  He left the potion on the table and started towards the Whomping Willow.

What in the name of Merlin's beard it Lupin doing at the Whomping Willow?  He was now going out of the castle.  It's a nice night.  I'm quite bored.  I do hope that Lupin's doing something illegal.  Maybe I'll get the Defense Against the Dark Arts job next year.  He was now at the Willow.  He found something on the ground.  He grabbed it: an invisibility cloak!  He put it on and hurried through the passage.  He opened the door.  To his surprise, he saw not only Lupin, but Potter, Granger, Weasley and… Black.  They were staring at him… well, they couldn't see him, but they had seen the door open.  Lupin strode over to the door and Snape just barely jumped out of the way in time. 

"No one there…" said Lupin.

"This place is haunted!" said Ron.

"It's not," said Lupin, still looking at the door in a puzzled way.  "The Shrieking Shack was never haunted…" Lupin went into an explanation.

This is boring.  I already know all of this.  He twiddled his thumbs.  I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedely deedee, there they are a standin' in a row, bum bum bum.  Big ones, small ones some as big as your head… Hmm. I never did know the rest of the words. He started listening again.

"… so in a way, Snape's been right about me all along." Lupin was saying.

Why, thank you.

"Snape?  What's Snape got to do with it?"  Black asked.

Hehehe

 They kept talking about him.  I'm beginning to get offended.

"So that's why Snape doesn't like you," said Harry, "because he though you were in on the joke?"

"That's right," Snape sneered.  They all turned and look.  Oops.  I didn't mean to say that out loud. Oh, well.  He pulled off the cloak and pointed his wand at Lupin.  Hermione screamed.  "I found this at the base of the Whomping Willow.  Very useful Potter.  I thank you."

(A/N: I'm going to skip some parts.  Sorry.)  "GET OUT OF THE WAY, POTTER!"  Insolent child.  Just like your father. 

"Expelliarmus!" cried a few voices.

Oh, shit.  The spells hit Snape and he was thrown against a wall.