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It was all Harry could do to remain standing. Here in his Aunt and Uncle's foyer, stood his Potions teacher. He instantly noticed that he was wearing muggle attire, and if that weren't strange enough, he looked normal, or at least his outfit look normal.

Harry was astonished to find that Snape, of all people was able to pull off an authentic muggle outfit; seeing how most wizards ended up creating their own fashion out of a mixture of muggle styles.

He wore a pair of worn-in jeans, a nondescript black t-shirt under a beaten-up over shirt. To top off the ensemble he had on a pair of scuffed up work boots. Was this really his potions teacher? The Boy Who Lived, flat out stared at Snape's hair which was pulled back into a low pony at the base of his neck, he squinted his eyes as the overhead light reflected off the greasy mop. Yeah, this was him.

"Don't just stand there squandering my time Potter, gather your things so we may be on our way."

"Way?"

Now he was becoming agitated, "The Headmaster feels that it would be in your best interest for you to spend the remainder of your summer in a more, "supervised" environment. Now Please," his tone was acidic, "gather your belongings." Harry merely nodded and turned up the stairs in a daze.

At some point during the discussion Petunia and Dudley meandered into the foyer to see what the entire ruckus was about.

Snape was now left to fend for himself in the presence of the Dursleys. He nearly had to bite his tongue in two, to reframe from uttering curses at Petunia, who was making snide comments under her breath.

If she says another word so Merlin help me, I will happily go to Azkaban for an unforgivable.

After what seemed like an eternity, Harry came down the stairs with trunk in tow. "Is this every thing?"

"Yes sir."

"What of your owl Potter," Snape asked motioning towards the empty cage.

"She's at Ron's sir."

With that Severus turned to look upon the Dursleys, Petunia especially, "How you are related to Lilly is beyond my comprehension."

Harry's gaze at his astonished Aunt was broken when a heavy hand grasped his shoulder, he let out a yelp, but by the time his brain cataloged what had happened they had already reappeared in the middle of a bog.

After a few moments Harry gathered up all of his Gryfindor Courage to, ask Snape, "Where are we?"

"Madison Heights, Canada" his teacher replied, brushing off invisible dust from his shoulders.

"We're in Canada?" Harry reiterated in disbelief.

"Yes Potter, hurry up will you, I'd like to get this over with."

They arrived in a wooded area, Severus withdrew his wand from his sleeve, and shrunk Harry's baggage, he picked up the now toy sized trunk and tossed it towards Harry.

"This way," Snape instructed.
Okay that's it for now... I have no clue where to go with this and it's been sitting on my computer for almost ever now so I thought I'd post it see the response I get and mebbe so nice little reviewer will give me some pointers.