Authors Note: Sorry I took so long updating, in fact, I wasn't sure I was going to update at all. But look at me now, writing and everything.
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Snape was secretly glad that it was Tuesday. The weekend was a ways away; he still had plenty of time to dwell on Lucius' proposal.
However, Tuesday meant two hours with the Gryffindors and the Slytherins.
"Damn." Snape cursed looking up at the clock. They were going to file in any second now. He prepared himself for the worst.
A hurricane of voices filled the room and Snape had to shoot a few glares to get them to shut up. Snape caught Harry's eye and didn't stop himself from his usual sneer.
"All of you get your notes out. Now." Snape snapped.
Everyone hastily shuffled through their book bags as Snape started writing on the blackboard.
"We are going to make, or with some people attempt, to make a bilingual potion."
Neville's face went pink
"It is very useful when entering places that you cannot speak the language." Snape said. "Here are the things you will need to make it. Don't waste time. Get started. This is a major part of your grade."
"Doesn't he say that about every potion?" Ron whispered to Harry.
Harry nodded with a grin as Hermione smirked.
Annoyed, Snape floated up behind the trio to have a vindictive word with them.
"Hey Harry, can I barrow your scales for a minute? Dean Thomas asked.
Snape was in fact, at the wrong place at the wrong time. Harry didn't bother looking in back of him as he grabbed his scale to pass to Dean. In a swift strong motion Harry whipped his arm in back of his seat and hit the professor right in the-
"OOF!" was the sound that Harry heard instead of the usual thank you from Dean Thomas.
"Holy crap! Potter struck the professor." Draco shouted obnoxiously.
Harry turned around only to see Dean's shocked but amused face. Then he realized everyone was looking down just in back of his seat.
Onto this day Ron swore that he had seen fire reflected in Snape's eyes. He was crumpled up in a black robed mess on the stone floor. A growl of intense hatred escaped from his lips and reverberated through Harry's ears.
"Potter's going to get expelled." Draco said in a singsong voice.
"Don't be ridiculous, it was an accident." Hermione reassured the room.
Snape slowly pushed himself off the floor. Harry had the sudden desire to run.
"Get out of my classroom Potter. Before I do something we both regret." Snape said with all of his loathing accented thickly in his voice.
Harry didn't need to be told twice. In the blink of an eye he was already out the door. He didn't bother taking his things with him.
"What are you all staring at!? Get back to your work!" Snape screamed at the classroom.
"Oh yes, and 50 points from Gryffindor for the assault on a teacher. Tell Potter he has a months worth of detentions from me." Snape said as he sat at his desk chair.
Draco smiled smugly at Ron's outraged face.
"Well Sir, I must say I am for one not the least bit shocked at Potter's behavior. I wouldn't have put it past him to willingly strike you in such a vulgar manner." Draco said loudly.
Hermione literally had to hold Ron back as he was too angry to say anything. However, his actions were clearly expressed.
"Thank you for your concern Draco, it's pleasant to know that I am not imagining his serious behavior problems." Said Snape.
Hermione had calmed down Ron, but there was no mistaking the anger written on his face. The whole Gryffindor side of the room was silent for the rest of the class. The Slytherins occasionally chuckled at their sullen classmates.
Snape was still a bit sore, but managed to maintain his dignity to answer the knocking at the door.
"Severus, I want to talk to you." Dumbledore said seriously.
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Authors Note: Yes I realize the lack of Lucius and Draco in the story, but I really didn't write it. I just wrote whatever came to my mind. You can blame my brain.