Harry walked towards Potions happily with Ron and Hermione. He had been having a great day and didn't think Snape could even mess that up, although he would have to see him again at the D.A. meeting tonight. He started the lesson almost eagerly and was doing fine, for once, when his father entered the room.
"Potter, what are you doing in my classroom?" Snape spat.
"Well, Snivillus, Professor Dumbledore suggested Lily and I observe others teach, so we may pick up on any changes in appropriate style that may have occurred since our untimely death."
"So you came here?" Snape ignored the now laughing Gryffindors, "Wouldn't Dumbledore have instated this at the beginning of school?"
James strode to an empty seat behind Harry, "One would have thought. Now Snivillus, please resume teaching so I may properly observe." James sat down. As the potions needed to simmer, most of the Gryffindors began a lively conversation with him. Only Harry and Maria remained at their cauldrons.
Snape stalked over to check their solutions. He dipped a ladleful of Harry's out and remarked, "Well, Potter it seems some instructions do manage to penetrate that thick skull of yours," And walked over to a Hermione's, "Ms. Granger what is this abomination in you cauldron?"
"W-what, sir?" Hermione stammered back over to her station.
"Your. Potion. Is. Wrong." Snape punctuated every word. He spooned out a ladleful. Unlike Harry's, which was smooth and green, Hermione's was lumpy and had turned a bright red. "It simmered too long. You will receive a zero for the day." Everyone's jaws dropped at this. Hermione was never wrong. Snape seemed set to enjoy this moment as much as possible, "Perhaps a Remedial lesson is required? Or maybe just paying a little more attention, hum? 10 points from Gryffindor."
Close to tears, Hermione began to clean up her potion. Snape continued his critique of the Gryffindors work until only Harry and Maria had points for the day. As they filed out onto the grounds for there next lesson everyone was unusually quiet. James walked with them, to no ones surprise. When they reached Hagrid's cabin, Remus and Sirius were waiting for them.
"Lily has this class," Remus explained. Hagrid decided everyone could use some time off, so they talked the whole lesson, and the Gryffindors began to complain about Snape.
"Honestly, who does he think he is? Hermione could have fixed her potion." Dean raged.
"Snape has never been a fan of old Prongs," Sirius commented. Everyone, with the usual exceptions, shifted uneasily. Despite Harry and other's reassures, they still couldn't believe Sirius was innocent.
"Aw come on, old Snivillus llllllllllllllllllloooooooooooves me?" James joked, looking back towards the castle. Everyone turned to see what he was looking at, everyone except Harry, who had temporarily lost his mind.
"WHY DON'T YOU JUST GIVE HIM A BREAK?" He screamed at his father, "YOU WERE ALWAYS A JERK TO HIM. HE HARDLY DOES ANYTHING TO YOU! I- I DEFENDED YOU! BUT HE WAS RIGHT! I SAW! YOU SHOULD HAVE ACTED LIKE YOU DID! IN YOUR FIFTH YEAR? IN WASN'T EVEN FUNNY IT WAS JUST PLAIN MEAN!" Harry absorbed the shocked look on everyone's faces as he turned to stomp back to the castle. He then saw what everyone had been looking at. Snape stood at the edge of their class, his jaw slack in shock. Everyone was dumbfounded at this display, but Harry still didn't care. He then did stomp up to the castle, deciding it would be best to cool off before dinner and D.A.
A/N: I was going to have the D.A. meeting this chapter, but I really wanted to upload. Watch for Falling Tumbleweeds…and Pink Rabbits…
