Switching Adversaries—
Author's Note: Thank you to all the reviewers. I'd usually answer individually, so please forgive me but I happen to be at school on my free period. (That last three hours. –yawn-) I'm trying to avoid writer's block at all costs but I don't know how well that'll go for me. So just hang in there 'cos I've decided that I should stop not updating stories for months at a time and instead I'm down to every month I'll update my stories. Once again, I'm not sure how that'll go and In the Phoenix's Eyes seems to be coming along nicely. It has a plot and everything...now I just have to remember it. –plug- So you all should read it. It's Buffy/Harry Potter, though. So if that interests anyone...okay, I'll stop. Also, I noticed that I have a thing with including the word "kleptomaniac" in my fanfics. It's weird. Enjoy the chapter!
--Chapter 5: Cheers
"Harry," called a girl's voice. Snape turned around and groaned at the exploding pain in his head as he shifted.
"I think he's waking up," another voice said.
"Harry..." the girl's voice once again called.
"Leave me alone," mumbled Snape as he once again shifted and covered himself with the soft blanket that he just noticed had been covering him. He really didn't want to open his eyes. Opening his eyes would mean bright sunlight and peppy Gryffindors and he really wasn't in the mood. Snape wanted nothing more than a nice cup of tea.
He lay there for another moment and thought about tea. He really wanted tea. Lipton would be nice. Any tea would work fine, really. Then it hit him. He would have to get up out of bed in order to get the tea.
Snape opened one sleepy eye and took in the bright white color of the walls and the figures of Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Snape squinted at the boy and groggily announced, "Your head is on fire."
"What?" said the flaming boy.
Another figure bustled in and headed straight toward Snape, who promptly flew off the bed that he was on.
"Potter!" said the lady that Snape recognized as Pomphrey. "You're awake, finally."
Then it struck the Professor. He was in the Hospital Wing. Why he was there wasn't too clear but thinking back his head suddenly stung lightly. That was it, he got a blasted headache and his head split open last night. Bloody perfect.
"Can you speak, Potter?" came Madame Pomphrey's nagging voice again.
Ron coughed lightly. "Er – he seems kinda disoriented."
The nurse narrowed her eyes at Ron. "Yes, I seem to have noticed. Run along, don't you two have class?"
Hermione nodded. "Come on, Ron. We have Potions. Professor Snape is going to be mad."
Ron made sure Madame Pomphrey was out of hearing range and grumbled, "Snape's a git."
The two quickly walked out of the Hospital Wing and headed down the corridors into the dungeons with their books.
"What do yo think happened?" Ron inquired.
The bushy haired brunette sighed. "His scar, Ron. Isn't it obvious? I mean, Harry isn't the kind of person that would just randomly fall asleep in the common room."
"Maybe he's a kleptomaniac?"
"No, Ron. A kleptomaniac is someone who has an obsessive impulse to steal regardless of economic need." Hermione explained patiently.
"Well...oh, I thought it was-"
"I know what you thought. V-voldemort –oh, grow up, Ron- probably just...I don't know, maybe he was just being really evil at the moment."
Ron snorted as they paused outside the Potions classroom. "Because, you know, he's usually such a lovely guy."
Hermione rolled her eyes and pushed open the door. "I'm sorry that we're late, Professor."
Harry looked up as his best friends walked in without him -er- without Snape. "It's fine Her- Ms. Granger. Where's Potter?"
"He's in the hospital wing." Ron replied coldly. "So he won't be in class today."
Harry looked alarmed. "Why is he in the Hospital Wing?"
A snicker came from the back of the room. "He probably fell off his broom, again," Draco Malfoy whispered without keeping his voice down.
The Slytherins all laughed at the comment while the Gryffindors glares at him and his housemates.
"Malfoy, shut up." Harry glared at the blonde boy who now looked very taken aback and rather speechless. "What happened to Potter?"
Ron glared at him. "We don't know. He's in the Hospital Wing."
Harry-as-Snape was getting annoyed at Ron's bluntness. "Everyone, stay here. I will be back." He stormed out of the room and was heard faintly by Hermione muttering, "If he's killed me, I'll kill him."
Everyone went back to their potions but was also talking to one another wondering why Harry Potter's visit to the Hospital Wing meant so much to the Head of Slytherin. Draco was now looking annoyed and no one in his house dared to say something for fear that he would yell at them.
Neville looked up from his potion at Hermione. "What happened to Harry?"
Hermione shook her head and whispered so that the Slytherins wouldn't hear. "We don't know. He was just fell unconscious in the common room last night so we took him to the hospital wing. He woke up and he should be fine."
"I hope so." Seamus looked at Ron and gave him an odd look. "What are you looking at your cauldron like that for, mate?"
Ron looked up faintly red. "Harry said my head was on fine."
Dean and Seamus burst out laughing at that and Hermione gave Ron a half sympathetic and half annoyed look. "Ron, he was out of it and he just woke up. Don't worry."
"Maybe I should dye it brown," Ron muttered.
The door opened again and Kai Devlin appeared with a cup of coffee and looking a little tired. Her blonde hair showed off clearly that she had woken up only five or ten minutes ago at the most. She looked over at the class while taking up a sip from the cup in her hand. The girl walked over to Snape's desk and threw herself into the chair spilling most of the steaming coffee onto herself. The coffee however disappeared a minute later as she mumbled a spell and took another sip from her cup.
"Snape told me to keep an eye on you guys," she mumbled into her cup.
Draco coughed. "You're asleep, Devlin. How do you plan on keeping an eye on us."
Kai waved the cup in her hand around. "But I have coffee. Now get to work, 'cos...Snape really didn't look happy when he stormed by and demanded I come in here and make sure none of ya'll escape."
The students continued staring at her as she sighed and started looking through Snape's things indifferently. They wateched the girl for a moment in amusement but quickly went back to finishing their potions- or in Ron and Hermione's case- or starting them.
***
Harry stormed out of the classroom and went through the halls to the Hospital Wing where he ran in to find Dumbledore speaking with Madame Pomphrey and himself lying in bed looking very annoyed. When Snape saw Harry his annoyance level increased and he almost lunged himself at him but got stuck in the blankets and covers and he didn't manage anything other then falling off the bed again.
"What are you doing?" Harry demanded of his transformed Potions teacher, not remembering that Pomphrey did not in fact know of what was going on. "I thought you killed me!"
Dumbledore coughed and the Nurse simply gave HarrySnape a weird look far too used to the idea that Snape was one brick short of a load. If she honestly took the time to think through her thoughts on Severus Snape from his behavior in the past week, she would have thought that not only was he a few screws loose, but whole machinery parts were just shutting down here and these inside the man's head. The fact that he just yelled at Potter with the words, "I thought you killed me," just flew over her head and she decided to ignore it and just smile.
Snape ignored Harry and just glared at him. "I would like some tea."
Pomphrey smiled at him and went away to fetch the tea.
"Harry, Severus, this is a problem," the headmaster pointed out.
Snape gave the man a pointed look and didn't even care that the man had somehow figured out what was wrong.. "Did it take you half the night to figure that one out, Albus?"
Harry noted that those words sounded weird coming out of his mouth.
Dumbledore simply smiled. "Yes, I was awake until one in the morning."
Had not been such a tense situation; Harry had the feeling that he would have laughed.
Snape sighed. "Dumbledore, do you have any ideas on how to fix this?"
The old man's smile faded but the twinkling in his eyes remained as if laughing at the Professor-turned-boy. "Not the slightest notion, in fact, Severus. However, considering the potion both of you took, the effects will last until early July."
Snape got a look of disgust. "I have to be Potter until July?!"
"Oh yeah, because I'm going to love being you until then." Harry said with a glare. "He's going to mess up my O.W.L.s, Professor."
Dumbledore abruptly turned serious. "We cannot speak now and not here, however after dinner tonight, if you two would come to my office, there is quite a few things that me must talk about. Harry, I suggest you go back to class. Severus, you will be released when Poppy sees fit."
With that, Dumbledore left. After a glare at each other, Harry also disappeared out of the hospital wing and Snape dropped back into the bed.
"Just brilliant," he muttered.
Author's Note: Thank you to all the reviewers. I'd usually answer individually, so please forgive me but I happen to be at school on my free period. (That last three hours. –yawn-) I'm trying to avoid writer's block at all costs but I don't know how well that'll go for me. So just hang in there 'cos I've decided that I should stop not updating stories for months at a time and instead I'm down to every month I'll update my stories. Once again, I'm not sure how that'll go and In the Phoenix's Eyes seems to be coming along nicely. It has a plot and everything...now I just have to remember it. –plug- So you all should read it. It's Buffy/Harry Potter, though. So if that interests anyone...okay, I'll stop. Also, I noticed that I have a thing with including the word "kleptomaniac" in my fanfics. It's weird. Enjoy the chapter!
--Chapter 5: Cheers
"Harry," called a girl's voice. Snape turned around and groaned at the exploding pain in his head as he shifted.
"I think he's waking up," another voice said.
"Harry..." the girl's voice once again called.
"Leave me alone," mumbled Snape as he once again shifted and covered himself with the soft blanket that he just noticed had been covering him. He really didn't want to open his eyes. Opening his eyes would mean bright sunlight and peppy Gryffindors and he really wasn't in the mood. Snape wanted nothing more than a nice cup of tea.
He lay there for another moment and thought about tea. He really wanted tea. Lipton would be nice. Any tea would work fine, really. Then it hit him. He would have to get up out of bed in order to get the tea.
Snape opened one sleepy eye and took in the bright white color of the walls and the figures of Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Snape squinted at the boy and groggily announced, "Your head is on fire."
"What?" said the flaming boy.
Another figure bustled in and headed straight toward Snape, who promptly flew off the bed that he was on.
"Potter!" said the lady that Snape recognized as Pomphrey. "You're awake, finally."
Then it struck the Professor. He was in the Hospital Wing. Why he was there wasn't too clear but thinking back his head suddenly stung lightly. That was it, he got a blasted headache and his head split open last night. Bloody perfect.
"Can you speak, Potter?" came Madame Pomphrey's nagging voice again.
Ron coughed lightly. "Er – he seems kinda disoriented."
The nurse narrowed her eyes at Ron. "Yes, I seem to have noticed. Run along, don't you two have class?"
Hermione nodded. "Come on, Ron. We have Potions. Professor Snape is going to be mad."
Ron made sure Madame Pomphrey was out of hearing range and grumbled, "Snape's a git."
The two quickly walked out of the Hospital Wing and headed down the corridors into the dungeons with their books.
"What do yo think happened?" Ron inquired.
The bushy haired brunette sighed. "His scar, Ron. Isn't it obvious? I mean, Harry isn't the kind of person that would just randomly fall asleep in the common room."
"Maybe he's a kleptomaniac?"
"No, Ron. A kleptomaniac is someone who has an obsessive impulse to steal regardless of economic need." Hermione explained patiently.
"Well...oh, I thought it was-"
"I know what you thought. V-voldemort –oh, grow up, Ron- probably just...I don't know, maybe he was just being really evil at the moment."
Ron snorted as they paused outside the Potions classroom. "Because, you know, he's usually such a lovely guy."
Hermione rolled her eyes and pushed open the door. "I'm sorry that we're late, Professor."
Harry looked up as his best friends walked in without him -er- without Snape. "It's fine Her- Ms. Granger. Where's Potter?"
"He's in the hospital wing." Ron replied coldly. "So he won't be in class today."
Harry looked alarmed. "Why is he in the Hospital Wing?"
A snicker came from the back of the room. "He probably fell off his broom, again," Draco Malfoy whispered without keeping his voice down.
The Slytherins all laughed at the comment while the Gryffindors glares at him and his housemates.
"Malfoy, shut up." Harry glared at the blonde boy who now looked very taken aback and rather speechless. "What happened to Potter?"
Ron glared at him. "We don't know. He's in the Hospital Wing."
Harry-as-Snape was getting annoyed at Ron's bluntness. "Everyone, stay here. I will be back." He stormed out of the room and was heard faintly by Hermione muttering, "If he's killed me, I'll kill him."
Everyone went back to their potions but was also talking to one another wondering why Harry Potter's visit to the Hospital Wing meant so much to the Head of Slytherin. Draco was now looking annoyed and no one in his house dared to say something for fear that he would yell at them.
Neville looked up from his potion at Hermione. "What happened to Harry?"
Hermione shook her head and whispered so that the Slytherins wouldn't hear. "We don't know. He was just fell unconscious in the common room last night so we took him to the hospital wing. He woke up and he should be fine."
"I hope so." Seamus looked at Ron and gave him an odd look. "What are you looking at your cauldron like that for, mate?"
Ron looked up faintly red. "Harry said my head was on fine."
Dean and Seamus burst out laughing at that and Hermione gave Ron a half sympathetic and half annoyed look. "Ron, he was out of it and he just woke up. Don't worry."
"Maybe I should dye it brown," Ron muttered.
The door opened again and Kai Devlin appeared with a cup of coffee and looking a little tired. Her blonde hair showed off clearly that she had woken up only five or ten minutes ago at the most. She looked over at the class while taking up a sip from the cup in her hand. The girl walked over to Snape's desk and threw herself into the chair spilling most of the steaming coffee onto herself. The coffee however disappeared a minute later as she mumbled a spell and took another sip from her cup.
"Snape told me to keep an eye on you guys," she mumbled into her cup.
Draco coughed. "You're asleep, Devlin. How do you plan on keeping an eye on us."
Kai waved the cup in her hand around. "But I have coffee. Now get to work, 'cos...Snape really didn't look happy when he stormed by and demanded I come in here and make sure none of ya'll escape."
The students continued staring at her as she sighed and started looking through Snape's things indifferently. They wateched the girl for a moment in amusement but quickly went back to finishing their potions- or in Ron and Hermione's case- or starting them.
***
Harry stormed out of the classroom and went through the halls to the Hospital Wing where he ran in to find Dumbledore speaking with Madame Pomphrey and himself lying in bed looking very annoyed. When Snape saw Harry his annoyance level increased and he almost lunged himself at him but got stuck in the blankets and covers and he didn't manage anything other then falling off the bed again.
"What are you doing?" Harry demanded of his transformed Potions teacher, not remembering that Pomphrey did not in fact know of what was going on. "I thought you killed me!"
Dumbledore coughed and the Nurse simply gave HarrySnape a weird look far too used to the idea that Snape was one brick short of a load. If she honestly took the time to think through her thoughts on Severus Snape from his behavior in the past week, she would have thought that not only was he a few screws loose, but whole machinery parts were just shutting down here and these inside the man's head. The fact that he just yelled at Potter with the words, "I thought you killed me," just flew over her head and she decided to ignore it and just smile.
Snape ignored Harry and just glared at him. "I would like some tea."
Pomphrey smiled at him and went away to fetch the tea.
"Harry, Severus, this is a problem," the headmaster pointed out.
Snape gave the man a pointed look and didn't even care that the man had somehow figured out what was wrong.. "Did it take you half the night to figure that one out, Albus?"
Harry noted that those words sounded weird coming out of his mouth.
Dumbledore simply smiled. "Yes, I was awake until one in the morning."
Had not been such a tense situation; Harry had the feeling that he would have laughed.
Snape sighed. "Dumbledore, do you have any ideas on how to fix this?"
The old man's smile faded but the twinkling in his eyes remained as if laughing at the Professor-turned-boy. "Not the slightest notion, in fact, Severus. However, considering the potion both of you took, the effects will last until early July."
Snape got a look of disgust. "I have to be Potter until July?!"
"Oh yeah, because I'm going to love being you until then." Harry said with a glare. "He's going to mess up my O.W.L.s, Professor."
Dumbledore abruptly turned serious. "We cannot speak now and not here, however after dinner tonight, if you two would come to my office, there is quite a few things that me must talk about. Harry, I suggest you go back to class. Severus, you will be released when Poppy sees fit."
With that, Dumbledore left. After a glare at each other, Harry also disappeared out of the hospital wing and Snape dropped back into the bed.
"Just brilliant," he muttered.
