Look, another chapter!! So soon! I'm procrastinating studying for a midterm tomorrow. Hope you enjoy it.

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"You can't be serious."

"I assure you I am," Dumbledore stated, looking Severus Snape squarely in the face.

Severus Snape was the same age as Sirius and Remus, though that was were the similarities ended. (Other than the fact they were also all male.) Snape was tall, a little over six feet. He was slim as well, although it was hard to tell because he always hid inside of long black robes. He had pale skin and shoulder length black hair which was often wrongly described as greasy. He had steel gray eyes to match his often cold personality. As the saying goes, 'if looks could kill', Severus Snape would have been responsible for many deaths. He had been the Potions teacher at Hogwarts for a good many years.

"That's absurd," Professor Snape replied.

"You're just saying that because you don't like him," Dumbledore said.

"No," Snape countered, "I'm saying it because he hates me."

"Well whose fault is that?"

"His father's," Snape growled.

"Leave James out of this, your differences died when he did," Dumbledore said severely.

Snape's face relaxed, "Fine, if he wants to talk I'll try to listen. He won't talk to me though, he's too stubborn, don't forget he's been raised by three of the four Marauders."

The Headmaster smiled, "He's been through a lot, so have you. I guarantee you that Harry will come to talk to you before this is all over."

Severus scowled, "I was afraid you would say that." He slumped back into his chair abd sighed. "Well, if we both have the same enemy I suppose I will have to learn to deal with him, for the time being at least."

"Excellent," Dumbledore smiled, getting up from his seat in Snape's office. "I will see you later," he said, closing the door behind him as he left.

Snape soon got up and left as well, his office was full of jars containing bits of things he would rather not think about. He kept the jars in his office more to intimidate students than because he liked them. He was currently on his way to his own rooms, which were a great deal cozier than his office. Some time was needed to consider everything he and Dumbledore had said, either that or forgetting that the conversation even happened for the time being. Professor Snape was Head of Slytherin House, therefore, his private rooms were located in the dungeons of Hogwarts along with the Slytherin Common Room, his office, and his potions classroom. Slytherin's colours were green and silver, which was the reason that his rooms were accented in dark green. Snape collapsed on the black leather couch in his living room. "No," he sighed, "Albus is wrong." Snape threw his cloak over the edge of the couch as he got up to get a book. "We have nothing in common. He has too much pride to come to me fore advice, just like his father," he mumbled to himself, settling back down on the couch with a classic. "I hope."

"Harry, listen to me," Sirius pleaded. Three weeks had passed and, by the last day of August, Voldemort was still no closer to being killed, though not for lack of effort. Sirius, Remus, Dumbledore, Minister Aramond, and other members of the Order had spent hours searching through books but it only resulted in a few vague and cryptic clues about killing a supposedly immortal man. Harry often helped as well, though Dumbledore discouraged it. 'Why won't you let him help, Albus? He's more worried about the rest of the world than himself right now.' Sirius had asked. 'That's just it,' Albus had explained. 'He'll look for a way to kill Voldemort and when he doesn't find one he'll blame himself for the growing number of Death Eater attacks. It's better this way.'

"It's been a month Sirius! And you still haven't found much," harry said a little too loudly.

"And we've checked almost every relevant book in the wizarding and Muggle worlds!" Sirius exclaimed, waving his hands in the air. "If we can't find anything it means there is nothing to find."

"So Voldemort is just going to be allowed to terrorize the world forever?" Harry demanded.

"No one lives forever harry, even the greatest tyrants of history died."

"Yeah, cause they weren't immortal," Harry stated in frustration.

"Well, in my opinion, separating someone's head from the rest of their body is a good way to kill them," Sirius thought out loud.

"So all I have to do is decapitate him?" harry asked.

"I'm not really sure," Sirius shook his head. "One would think that would do he trick, in most cases."

Harry shook his head, "Have you shared this opinion with anyone else?"

"Well, no.."

"Well perhaps you should do that," mocked Harry. Sirius glared at him.

"Sirius, what am I going to do?" Harry sighed.

"I guess just wait for us to find something useful."

"No, not about that. Dumbledore doesn't want me to research with the rest of you, and I don't want a job until something has been done with Voldemort, so." Harry trailed off.

"You could help me," Remus suggested, walking into the room. "Were you two fighting again?"

"No, not really," Sirius answered. "How in the world did you hear us?"

"Werewolf hearing, remember? So, how about it Harry?"

"You want me to help you teach?" Harry asked.

"Sure, who better to help with Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Would Dumbledore mind?" Harry questioned skeptically.

Remus laughed, "He'd probably love it."

"Well.." Harry started.

"Come on Harry," Sirius smiled, "Ginny will still be there."

Harry rolled his eyes, sure he lied Ginny, Ron's little sister, but Sirius had always made it into more than that. Harry shrugged, "If Dumbledore doesn't mind. And I'm not going because Ginny will be there," Harry glared at his smiling godfather.

Remus smiled, "I'll go owl Dumbledore."

Once Remus left the room Sirius spoke, "This will make going back to Hogwarts easier for him. Most of them will know he's a werewolf, but if you're with him they might gain back their trust in him sooner." Harry nodded, thinking to himself. He never liked being in the spotlight, but if his presence in the classroom made Remus's job easier then he was willing to help.

Sirius sunk into a warm and squishy chair in the living room, Harry followed, sitting in the large window sill, both falling into silence. Sirius was lost in his own thoughts which usually consisted of worrying about Harry, worrying about Voldemort, and thinking about the tropical fish that resided at the bottom of his pool. Harry, on the other hand, was trying not to think at all.

Fifteen minutes later Remus could be heard running down the stairs and then a loud thump, as he seemed to have jumped down the last set. Harry didn't move as Remus entered the living room, attempting to look composed. The only reason Sirius moved was to make fun of his friend. He shook the thoughts from his head and smirked, "A little excited are we?"

Remus rolled his eyes, "Just a little." He then turned to Harry, "Dumbledore thought it was a great idea."

Harry snapped his head from staring out the window to staring at Remus. "What! Already? How did he write back so fast?"

Remus smiled at Harry's bewilderment, "We don't live that far from Hogwarts, not as the owl flies anyway. So all you need to decide is where you want to stay, you can stay here, or at Hogwarts."

Harry looked at Remus questioningly, "Where would I stay at Hogwarts?"

"In your own room, " Remus answered simply.

"Oh," Harry answered. He looked to Sirius, silently asking for his opinion.

"It doesn't matter to me, " Sirius said, trying to smile brightly.

"Well, I guess it would be easier to just stay at Hogwarts," Harry said uneasily.

"Great," Remus smiled. "I'll owl Dumbledore and tell him to get another room ready." Remus left in a much calmer manner than he had entered with, and with a smile on his face. With Harry at Hogwarts he was under at least one person's watchful eye almost all the time. Remus felt comforted to know that this way someone was always near Harry and that Harry would have less time to think about the growing problem of Voldemort.

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Okay, I know this is starting off slow. but it gets more interesting once he gets back to Hogwarts. I promise!

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