Authors Note: I have finally gotten in the mood to write again.

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Harry took all morning to prepare for the class, they were to take notes and try brewing a new potion.

"Well at least I know Snape won't fail me in this subject." He thought.

He had asked McGonagall at the staff table if "Harry" had been attending any of his classes. Her lips got stiff and she muffled a discontented "yes", meaning Snape was still being a complete git.

Harry watched as students began to sit in their seats, the Slytherin's were chatting loudly as the Gryfinndor's trudged themselves in slowly.

"Settle down everyone." Harry said in a mock-Snape voice. (The impression was quite good.) "Stop talking. Draco, I said stop talking- you're worse than an senior citizen!"

Draco stopped imminently after Harry's rebuke. He gave him an apologetic and a questioning look. Harry smiled inwardly while taking attendance, only to frown when he saw Snape was not sitting with Ron or Hermione, but by himself in the back.

"Potter don't you usually sit with Weasley and Granger?" Harry said trying to give Snape a hint.

He knew Hermione and Ron were pissed off at him, but he was going to give Snape one more chance to clear it up with them.

"I'm sorry Professor Snape; I finally see that they are a distraction to my learning environment. Therefore, I have limited myself to such…pleasures as social interaction during time that I should be educated." Snape explained.

"You're a goddamn liar! NOW SIT DOWN NEXT TO THEM!" Harry screamed blowing his top.

The whole class went as silent as a graveyard at their Professor's outburst. Ron and Hermione were looking nervous. Neville looked like he was going to puke with fear.

"You are supposed to be friends, so stop being such a jerk and apologize." Harry added.

It was true, Ron was looking for an apology from Harry. However, he wasn't quite sure to be thankful for Snape's interaction or scared he had taken the time to patch up his friendships.

Snape rose from his seat and sat next to Hermione, away from Ron. He wore a look that plainly stated Harry was in for it later. But Harry didn't care, Snape was making his life hell and he had a right to try and fix it.

"Now everyone, get out your quills. We'll be taking notes." Harry said in a calm voice.

Pretty soon the whole class was busy scrawling down what was written on the blackboard. Harry kept catching Snape's eye, or rather, Snape's glare of complete hatred. Harry would be lying if he thought it didn't make him nervous. Obviously he had crossed the line somewhere.

But Snape had made him an outcast ever since he had obtained Harry's body. A wave of want passed through Harry's body.

"Revenge. Get revenge. You're in Snape's body. Get revenge."

Harry fought the voice in his head. The consequences would be too terrible. Snape was sitting in the same room. And the wrath of Snape was not something he wanted to deal with. Besides, the man was already angry.

"Then it's the perfect time to do it."

Suddenly every terrible thing that Snape had ever done flooded into Harry's memory. Remarks about his father, unfair grades, unfair detentions, point reductions….

"Everyone, put your quills down." Harry found himself saying.

The scratching of writing against parchment stopped as everyone looked up towards Harry.

"Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, please come up to the front of the room."

Harry grabbed a grading pen off his desk as Snape, who was looking livid, and Draco, who was curious but confident, walked up to the front.

"Class I want you all to acknowledge this as a special event. During the years of my teaching, I have never met two young students that have impacted my life so more as these child oddities. And right now, I just want to honor them both."

Malfoy grinned, thinking Snape had something terrible planned for Harry.

"First, to you Harry Potter, I give you the 'Tolerant Person' award. This is for putting up with Malfoy and me everyday." Said Harry giving Snape his grading pen.

Snape was dead still and let the pen roll off his hand and on the floor.

"And Malfoy, you get the 'Worst Person' award. I don't think the reasons need to be explained. Hold out your hand."

Draco looked half-upset, half-amazed as Harry poured 'Ready Steady Super Glue' in Draco's hand and slapped it on his forehead.

"You may go back to your seats now."

"I'm stuck! Professor Snape- What have you done to me!?" Draco screamed trying to get his hand off his forehead.

The whole classroom was laughing hysterically as Draco panicked.

"Mr. Malfoy, sit down before you knock into anything dangerous!" Snape snapped. He was pissed.

Harry was sure he'd never seen that face on him before. But instead of screaming he turned on his heel and marched out of the room.

Draco was looking very discontent as everyone prepared their potions. He could only use one arm and Harry had made it clear if he couldn't get the potion right he would get a 0 for the day.

The Gryfinndor's were cautious but it was clear they were amused by their Professor's behavior. They kept sniggering at Malfoy as he tried cutting his imp eyes with one hand.

"Granger, Weasley, I want to talk to you." Harry said.

Hermione looked calm and professional and Ron nervous as Harry rushed them both behind a crook in the dungeons.

"Yes Professor Snape?" Hermione asked.

"I'm not Professor Snape. I've been trying to find a way to tell you all morning."

Ron looked alarmed at the news and squirmed uncomfortably.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked gripping her wand.

"I'm Harry! Can't you tell? Somehow Professor Snape and I switched bodies." He whispered. "I tried telling Professor Lupin, but Snape wouldn't let me."

A look of realization and relief spread across Ron's face.

"You mean your not a git? That the git is Snape? No wonder!" Ron smiled.

"Harry how did this happen to you? When did it happen?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know! It happened like, three days ago."

"That's about the time you were acting like a git." Ron added.

"But it wasn't me, it was Snape." Harry pleaded.

"Harry this isn't good. What you did to Snape and Malfoy, you shouldn't have done that." Hermione said disapproving.

"Oh lay off Hermione. It was brilliant."

Harry couldn't help but smile.

"Can you change my grades? I know I'm not doing so well on my tests-"

"Ron, this is serious! Harry isn't going to change anyone's grades. Are you Harry?" Hermione said turning to him.

"Well of course- Ow!"

Harry felt something burning on his arm, as if someone had put a match under it.

"What's wrong?"

"I, I don't know…" Harry said as cold dread washed over him. He finally understood.

The dark mark was burning.

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Authors Note: What will happen next you wonder?