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Meet The Staff At Hogwarts

Chapter 1

Memories

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The day started off as any other at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The students had gotten up early, as usual on a regular school day. They walked down, or up, or across to The Great Hall for breakfast, depending on their house and it's location. From there they returned to their dorms to prepare for their first class. Today however, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Azra, Draco and the other 7th years were in for a surprise.

Head Master Dumbledore rose from his seat at the 'breakfast' Head Table and waved his arm around in the air to get the attention of his students. After a few moments all eyes in the Great Hall were on him, and he spoke. "Goodmorning everyone! As I'm sure you all know, today is the last day of the school year..." Everyone, excluding the teachers cheered loudly as Dumbledore waited...and waited...and waited for them to quiet, which they did not.

The potions master sprung up from his seat, "'SHUT UP' YOU INSUFFERABLE BRATS!" Roared Severus, "Your 'head master' is trying to speak!" He completed with a deadly edge to his voice, just daring someone to challenge him. Throwing the famous death glare around the room a couple times Snape slowly lowered himself back into his chair and proceeded to eat as if he had not just yelled at the entire student body simitaineously. Which, by the way was good, even for him!

"Ahh...Thank-you... Severus...."

Snape knodded knowledgebly and then turned to glare daggers at Sirius and Remus whom he'd heard sniggering down at their end of the table. Severus could not for the life of him understand why Dumbledore had felt it necessary to hire those two. Well, truthfully he could, he just didn't want to.

Sirius Black and Remus Lupin had been hired as Transfiguration and Charms teachers sometime after Sirius's name had been cleared. After the defeat of Voldemort in Harry, Draco, Azra and the others' sixth year. Many of the teachers had retired after that battle, leaving many of the positions 'temporarily' filled.

"That battle," thought Severus, "so many things happened around that time. First, during mid-term in the fifth, a tall blonde girl named Azra Soren had transfered to Hogwarts from some school in Canada...Moose River...or Bear River....Something like that, Snape found that he tended to ignore the girl when she spoke of her old school, rare as that was, as he felt all other schools to be inferrior to Hogwarts. She was a nice girl, especially because she was sorted into Slytherin, but tended to carry on about such 'silly' things, much like Sirius actually." Severus blinked, "O DEAR GOD!! A female Sirius!! One is enough but, DEAR GOD!!!! TWO?!!" At this, Severus shuddered violently. Gaining strange looks from various students and teachers. He shrugged them off, and gave Sirius another dirty look, to which he recieved a stuck-out-toung.

"Sirius" thought Snape "The two of them laid aside their differences and arguements and had forged a seemingly-not-so-temporary friendship, encouraged by that 'true' friendship that had, surprisingly, formed between Draco and Harry. These had proved necessary to finally defeat Voldemort. The combined efforts of Draco, Potter, Granger, Weasley, Soren, Remus, Black and himself proved needed to defeat the Dark Lord. Great friendships had formed on those battle fields between all 8 of them, so great that they live on, stronger than ever, now, almost two years later."

Suddenly the Great Hall erupted, again, into a chorus of shouts, hollers and cheers from the students, which instantly snapped Severus out of his thoughts. Sighing deeply he started to stand, readying himself to yell at all the intollerably, inconsiderate, annoyingly noisy students, when he felt a hand placed firmly on his shoulder, forcing him back into his seat.

"Black." Severus spat the word as if it were poison.

"Yes!" Answered Sirius, as if his name had been spoken as a question. "Wow you're smart," he said while grinning sadistically.

"Quite," said Snape, glaring, "what do you want?"

"I don't want you to yell at them again," Padfoot motioned toward the students, "they're allowed to be happy! They just learned that their 'dear potions professor' wanted to 'get them out of his hair a day early, and give the 7th years time to prepare for their miserable graduation.'"

Snape paled slightly at the remberance of the exact words he had told the Head Master a day earlier. What he hadn't admitted was that he wanted that time to have a private talk with his Slytherins Draco and Azra about their parts in the ceremony that evening.

"He told them that it was me that suggested the day-off?" He inquired of Sirius, slightly perplexed.

"Ya. And I must say that I don't like you taking over my job as the teacher everybody likes. Not that you couldn't use a few more fans," Smirked Sirius.

"Hunh?" Snape shook his head to empty out all of Sirius's meaningless words that had been piling up for a few weeks now, and had just fallen over. "Nevermind, Dumbledore didn't use those exact words did he?"

"Snapey, Snapey, Snapey...Weren't you listening?..."

"I quoted you!" An overly cheery Dumbledore interjected happily.

At this Severus Snape let his head fall to the recently cleared table with a loud bang. How could Albus be so daft as to not only repeat his exact words but quote him in the process? He had a feeling that this would get him a few Howlers from piffed parents.

Still slightly pale Severus rose from the table, this time unobstructed and made his way past a hysterically laughing Black and a worried looking Remus leaning over his shoulder. He made his way stealthily towards the door, avoiding any confrontations from students. Just as he thought he was free, a thrilled Potter, Weasley, Azra, Draco and a not-quite-so enthusiastic Miss. Granger stepped out in-front of him. Those five seem more inseperable with each passed day.

"Thanks for 'getting us out of your hair' professor!" Exclaimed Azra.

"Ya! Thanks for the break!"

"And don't forget giving us some time to prepare for our 'miserable graduation' tonight!" Added Malfoy.

"Why do you seem so content to harass me?!... May I ask?" He spat rather fiercely at the group.

"What do ya mean Professor?" Asked that damn Potter, trying to sound innocent.

Snape sighed, and after a moment replied, "your welcome...I suppose," With that he swept past the startled 7th years and yelled over his shoulder, "Draco, bring Miss. Soren with you to my quarters when you're quite done here. We need to speak about this evening." With that he stalked down to his dungeons, not even waiting to hear the meek reply.

"Y-yes Professor Snape."

When their professor had departed and the five had recovered from that hugely unexpected "you're welcome", they once again spoke rapidly about what their evening would be like, no one really knew what it would behold as every year is different, just as the sorting hat sings a different song to the new first-years each year. This was going to be great.

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Hey!! Well that's chaper one for ya...

I think it's pretty good... And don't worry it 'will' get funnier in future chapters. L8er

**Scythe**

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