Disclaimer in part one. 

Thanks to Lara for the beta and her wonderful ideas.

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*** Indicates a memory.  *** 

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Severus and Salazar walked silently to the headmaster's office.  Snape muttered the password (cookie crisp) and the hidden staircase rotated into view.  The two climbed on it and entered Dumbledore's office.  "It appears that there have been some unforeseen complications with this, situation."  Snape said to the headmaster.

           "Serious complications I presume." 

           "Indeed. Ones that concern memory.  Salazar has been invited to a prestigious potions competition. And I realize that I cannot remember if I even went or not, let alone the outcome.  My theory is that as long as Salazar is here in this present time, my memory will fade." 

           "Isn't there a law that deals with time travel sir?"  Salazar brought up. 

           "I mean, I've been using a time turner, and I remember one of the most fundamental rules was to not see yourself, even if it was only a few hours behind the time I was living in.  You're telling me that he is myself 20 years in the future, is it possible that two of us existing in the same time could erase both of us."  He concluded looking at the two older men. 

           "It does seem possible.  Perhaps we should keep the two of you completely separate from the rest of the year, or a temporary memory charm on both of you.  I believe it is of the utmost importance to curb any further memory loss." 

           "Even if we do that, isn't it likely that sooner or later one of us will indeed remember our true identity?"  Snape asked. 

           "Perhaps setting a different schedule for the both of you is the way to go.  We can arrange for you to eat in specific areas and as long as you stick to your schedule, there may not be another incident like this.  If you're unaware of the other's existence, perhaps it will be as if Salazar is just another student." 

           "What about potions classes?  I, um, I mean Professor Snape is the only potions teacher at this school." 

           "Perhaps we can arrange a tutor.  I don't have to tell either of you how brilliant our young Snape is in potions.  Perhaps a likened mind is all he needs to help sharpen his mind." 

           "Are you suggesting he be tutored by a student?" Severus asked in shock. 

           "Yes.  Can you think of no other 7th year student, capable of assisting young Mr. Snape?"   Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling. 

           "I assume you mean Hermione Granger." 

           "Yes, why so shocked?  I believe she tutors Neville Longbotom on a regular basis." 

           Snape looked horror-stricken at the idea of himself being in the same small class as the destructive Gryffindor boy. 

           "I've no objections" Salazar said, a tad too eagerly. 

           "Are you a Slytherin or a Gryffindor?"

           "According to the sorting hat, I am a Gryffindor, which means You are a Gryffindor" Salazar shot back.

  "Have you no pride? Being tutored with Neville Longbotom is akin to taking potions with the first years" Severus bit out bitterly. 

           "Humility is a good experience for all of us.  It'll be beneficial to you Seveurs."  Dumbledore said.  "Now if you will excuse me, I'm afraid there is another urgent matter that needs attending too. You will have your new schedules in the morning." 

           "Yes.  One of us will owl you if we feel it necessary to take further action.  Send Miss Granger to my office, we need to set up my-your lesson plans," Snape said as he rose from his chair and left the room.  

           Salazar, adhering to the new restrictions waited for a full five minutes in the hallway before heading back to his common room. He walked along the stone hallways smiling to himself internally about the interesting turn of events.  He had to laugh at the reaction that his older self had had when Dumbledore suggested Hermione Granger take on him as her second student. 

           Neville Longbottom, thought accident-prone was harmless.  People like James Potter and Sirus Black were dangerous, but Neville was harmless.  Even Neville ignored him though.  The light mood faded from his mind as he realized that he as worse off in the future than he had been.  Here nobody liked him.  During his potions lessons, the Slytherin's had shunned him, and nobody from the Gryffindor table would work with him after his fight with Harry, save Hermione. It was a memory he hoped not to take with him. 

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           "Pair up.  We'll be working on the highly dangerous polyjuice potion, which I have reason to believe some of you are familiar with" Severus said, focusing his gaze on the Gryffindor trio. 

           Salazar turned to his seatmate, and saw Lavender Brown was already paired up with someone.  He moved towards the Slytherin side of the room but was stopped by Draco Malfoy.  "You're a disgrace to the name of your family, we don't want you."   

           Salazar's cheeks went pink and he stole a quick look at Severus.  The latter simply arched an eyebrow before going back to his task.

           "Get over here Salazar, we need to get started."  Hermione directed her comment to the young Snape, but set her glare at Malfoy. 

           Hermione pulled Salazar over to her cauldron and the two worked all period.  Discussing who would work on what components of the potion.  Hermione was careful not to make it appear as if she had more than a theoretical knowledge of how the potion worked.  Salazar enjoyed the class immensely and found himself charmed by the bushy haired witch next too him. She was fiercely intelligent, kind and apparently very brave.  It reminded him strongly of Lilly Evens.  All too soon, the class ended and lessons were over for the week.  But Salazar didn't want to return to the common room, he wanted to stay right where he was, with the company now present. 

           "Hermoine, I think this potion is going to be rather difficult.  I'd like to examine it further.  Would you like to go to the library with me?" 

           "Sure," she smiled, "let me just get my things." 

           "Let me help you with those.  I'm sure they're much to heavy for your delicate frame," he said, grinning at her. 

           Hermione just blushed and laughed, giving Salazar the impression that she wasn't complimented as often as she deserved.  Hermione stuffed her books into her bag and the two of them left Snape's classroom. 

           "Well, not only are you a disgrace to your family, but you're a mudblood lover as well" the cold voice of Draco Malfoy sneered.  "Granger here is a filthy common, muggle born piece of litter.  She's worthless; no decent Snape would be seen with her. She's the worst of the lot." 

           Enraged by Draco's tirade, Hermione and Salazar whipped out their wands at the same time and pointed them at the silver haired boy. 

           A loud bang erupted and Malfoy fell backwards.  The two Gryffindors looked at each other in surprise. Neither had fired the curse that displayed the words 'stupid git' on Draco's forehead.   Salazar glanced over Hermione's shoulder and caught sight of black robes swishing in what appeared to be the potions corridor.  Smiling broadly Salazar and Hemrione continued towards the library as Malfoy rushed off to the hospital wing to have the counter curse performed.  ***

           On second thought, maybe it wasn't such a bad memory to have.  Feeling cheered, Snape quickened his steps and returned to the potions lab. 

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