Snape ran past the Great Hall shoving students out of the way, oblivious to their shouts. He ran outside and around the castle to the Quidditch supplies room. He could see that Malfoy, Avery, Nott, and McNair were all waiting already. he thought. At least they can take some orders.... He ran up to them and blasted the door open and pulled out brooms.

Malfoy sneered. Let me guess Severus, you screwed up and they're after you.

Snape glared and threw Malfoy's broom particularly hard at him. Not my fault that those bloody Marauders showed up.

Malfoy rolled his eyes. You were always weak. Let me guess your best buddy Sirius ended up punching you or something and it was a miracle that you made it out alive?

Snape turned around rather smug. No actually, I was able to torture him for a bit.

Impressive, but it would have been even better if you had made it out without having to run for your life.

Like you could have done better. Let's go before they get here.

Avery spoke up. Wouldn't it be more fun to attack them when they show up to blow you to an oblivion Severus?

Snape was about to think of the possibilities when his arm burned. He glanced around but noticed it wasn't a hex that did it. The others had similar looks of pain on their faces. Snape rubbed his arm. No, we don't have time for fun. We need to get away from Hogwarts so we can Apparate. They all mounted their brooms and took off.