The bell rang and I t was time for everyone to go. Harry's next class was Herbology. As Harry walked towards the greenhouse, he heard Malfoy trying to persuade Sam into letting him carry her books. Harry grunted and walked faster. He also heard Millicent Bulstrode talking to one of her friends.

"I can't stand her. Just because she's Snape's daughter, she thinks that she could do and get anything and anyone that she wants," Millicent said angrily.

In Herbology, Professor Sprout was teaching them about Mandrakes again. She said that it was most likely going to be on the N.E.W.T's. After Herbology was Transfiguration. Professor McGonagall was very harsh with the class. They were learning the theories of transforming themselves into an Animagi.

"For some of you," McGonagall said. "You are experienced in human transformation," she said staring at Malfoy. "By the way Potter," she said to Harry. "Five points for an excellent transformation." Malfoy looked over at Harry and glared at him. Harry stared at McGonagall with a confused look on his face.

"So, I only lost twenty points?" he said in a hopeful tone.

"That is correct Mr. Potter," she said. They spent the rest of their time turning their partners into ferrets.

At long last, it was lunchtime. Everyone went to the Great Hall, all except Harry. He walked around the school. He then got bored and went back to the. He ran up the stairs to the boys dormitory, grabbed his father's Invisibility Cloak and the Marauders Map. He ran out of his dormitory and out of the common room. He swung the door open and was finally on the hallway. He was about to put the Invisibility Cloak in when he heard a voice behind him.

"And were do you think your going?" said a familiar voice. Sam had seen him from behind a suit of armor.

"Spying on me, Snape?" he asked. He tucked the Invisibility Cloak under his arm. "I thought a Snape was better than that."

"You're insufferable," she said annoyed and turned to walk away.

"Wait," he said, grabbing her arm. "Want to come?"

She looked at him suspiciously. "I thought you hated me," she said hesitantly. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment with Harry still holding on to her arm.

"Well," he said finally coming back. "We got past the fact that I'm a jerk, right?" he asked with a grin. "Plus, you're a very aggravating person."

"Thank you," she said pleasingly. "You know I do try."

They both laughed, then stopped suddenly. There was an awkward silence for a moment. Harry soon broke the silence.

"C'mon, let's go," Harry grabbed her arm but she pulled away. "What?" he said annoyed.

"I'll follow. Don't worry, I won't go off telling on you," she said.

"Fine if you want to get caught," he said.

"What are you talking about?" she asked curiously. "How do you know that we won't get caught?"

"Because I have an Invisibility Cloak," he said with a hint of satisfaction in his voice. He took the cloak from under his arm. She stared at him in a sudden realization.

"Does anyone else know about this?" she asked with a grin on her face.

"Well, Ron and Hermione know," he said smirking. "Also, Dumbledore and the rest of the teachers know."

"So," she said with a hint of amusement. "That's how you get out and around the school."

"Yeah, are you coming," he asked. They both stood together. Sam looked at Harry waiting for him to unwrap the cloak. It took him about a second and then he wrapped the cloak around the both of them. "Now, stay close," he whispered to her. They walked a little until Harry stopped in front of an old statue of a witch.

"What's up," Sam asked a little nervously.

Harry looked at her and told her, "Hold the cloak up for me." He took out the Marauder's Map from inside his robes. He taped his wand on it and muttered, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." Sam looked at him strangely. "You're not scared are you Snape?" he asked amused at the expression on her face. Sam looked very pale and nervous.

"Not even close Potter," she said in an unconvincing tone.

Harry gave a small laugh. "Whatever you say," he said amused at the fact that she was scared. Harry looked at the map. "Your father is in his dungeon; Mrs. Norris is in Filch's office. And, Owe! Hunching over hurts," he grimaced. He looked over at Sam and said, "Must you be so short?"

"Sorry to offend you," she said sarcastically. "I can't help it you know. Anyways, how do you know about all of this?"

"It's not for you to know," he told her bluntly. They approached the One- Eyed Witch.

"Disendium," he whispered as he tapped his wand. The witch hopped off her bench and moved out of the way. They entered the passageway. Harry slipped the invisibility cloak off them. He turned to Sam, "Welcome to the path of Hogsmede," he announced to her bowing.

"It's so dark," she commented as she looked around at her surroundings.

"Lumos," he said and light appeared at the end of his wand. He looked at her smugly.

"I would of thought of that," she said indignantly. He raised his eyebrow at her. "Eventually," she said innocently with a smirk on her face.

He grinned at her. "C'mon," he said as he grabbed her hand. This time she did not pull away. "You know," Harry said as they started to walk. "This is the first time we've been together for more than five minutes without you drawing your wand at me. That's better than me and Malfoy ever got." He grinned at her.

"Well, don't get used to it," Sam said returning a smile back to him. "Why do you hate Draco so much anyway?"

Harry made a face. "Years of him trying to torture me, I guess," he answered. "I don't think he remembers but, I first met him at Madame Malkins on my birthday. He drawled on about how muggleborns didn't deserve to go to Hogwarts and he made fun of Hagrid. That was before he even knew who I was."

"That's why you hate him?" Sam asked in doubt. It seemed very unlikely that that was the reason.

"The first time I met Ron on the train, we instantly became best friends. More importantly, he was the first friend I ever made," he said sadly. "Back at Little Whinging, everyone calls me 'That Strange Potter Kid'. Then Malfoy comes waltzing in. 'So it's true than, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts?' he said," Harry shook his head. Sam stared at him in amazement. She had never seen him like this before. He continued not even noticing the look on Sam's face. "Then he goes on to say that I'd find out that some wizarding families are better than others. He looked pointedly at Ron. He told me he could help me in that area. I told him that I could sort them out on my own."

"That's where you two became rivals, huh?" Sam said in interest.

"He's jealous of my fame and everything that I am," Harry explained grimly. "As for me, I think he's an evil bastard."

"You're so kind," Sam said rolling her eyes and gave a little laugh.

They had now reached the steps. They climbed up until Sam had hit her head on something right above her.

"Ouch!" she said rubbing her head.

"Don't worry that happened to me when I first time I came through here," he said to her in between laughs.

"How nice to know," she said gloomily rubbing the top of her head.

They lifted the door slowly, making sure that they could hear if anyone was coming down the stairs. They finally climbed the stairs and made it up to the shop.

"So, Ms. Snape," Harry said mockingly. "Where would you like to visit first? The Three Broomsticks, or Zonko's Joke Shop?"

"I daresay," she said in a voice that made her sound more like a princess. "I would like to go and visit The Three Broomsticks." They both laughed, but this time they just kept on laughing.

Harry took her hand the way a royal guard would. "To The Three Broomsticks it is." They left Honey-Dukes and walked over towards The Three Broomsticks. "Have you ever tried a butterbeer before?" he asked as they sat down at a table.

"To tell you the truth, I never tried it before. But dad said that they taste great," she said.

They ordered their butterbeers, sat at the table and talked.

Madam Rosmerta, spotting Harry and Sam were sitting at a table, went over towards their table. "Now isn't this Deja-Vu?" she said. "Don't you two have class?"

"But Madam Rosmerta, it's boring," Harry said whined good naturedly.

Madam Rosmerta sighed. "Every year you get more, and more like your father," she said shaking her head.

"I'll buy you a drink if you tell me about him," Harry said pulling over a chair.

"Alright, Mr. Potter," she said cheerily as she walked away.

"Who's she?" Sam asked.

"That's Madam Rosmerta. She's the owner of The Three Broomsticks," Harry said happily.

Madam Rosmerta returned with their drinks. "So," she said when she sat down. "What do you want to know?" Both Sam and Harry took their butterbeers.

"How did my parents end up marrying each other?" Harry asked. She smiled.

"They were both very colorful characters. From the beginning of their first year, to their fifth year, they were at each other's throats," she said chuckling. "It was quite entertaining to see them fight. We all knew that they were meant for each other."

"Madam Rosmerta, if they hated each other, what happened?" Sam asked. "How did they, all of a sudden, fall in love?"

"Well dear," she said taking a sip of butterbeer, "James being the unpredictable guy that he was, developed a crush on Lily."

"He asked her out and she told him she'd rather date the giant squid," Harry said as he remembered Snape's pensieve.

"Yes, she did. Your father told me all about it when he snuck in here that night," she said smiling at the memory. "In their sixth year, James continued to pursue her but Lily still thought of him as an arrogant jerk."

"But, was he?" Sam asked as she too took a sip of butterbeer.

"Not as much as she thought. She claimed he hexed everyone that he met but that wasn't true. He hexed all the Slytherin's around his age."

Sam made a face. "I see where you get you hatred for Slytherin's from," she sneered at Harry.

"Hey first of all, I thought that we agreed not to fight. And secondly, I only hate the evil one," he said defensively.

"That's exactly what your father said. It amazes me how much you're like him," Madam Rosmerta said. "The only problem with James was that he was, to the point immature, but he didn't see it. It took a tragedy to make him grow up."

"What happened?" Harry asked. It suddenly struck him how little he knew about his father.

"Your grandparents were killed and your father watched. He fought too but was outnumbered. He eventually escaped. He was seventeen," she said sadly. "When he returned to school as the mature Head Boy, Lily didn't know what happened. A month into school, with the help of Sirius, he was almost back to normal... almost.

"He pranked, broke the rules, and partied but, it was balanced by how well he did in school. Lily, unbeknownst to her, started to fall for him. It could have helped that he stopped hexing the Slytherin's and asking her out. They got together just in time for Halloween. They still fought a lot though."

"About what?" Sam asked interested.

"Mostly about all the fights James got in with Severus Snape, your father," Madam Rosmerta said eying Sam. "You see, James was a true Gryffindor; brave, against Voldemort and against the Dark Arts. When Severus was younger, he was buried in the Dark Arts. Needless to say, they hated each other from the beginning. Well anyway, things were good for awhile. The two graduated from Hogwarts and fell even more in love. It was the happiest I ever saw James, when he had the Marauders and Lily. However, things changed."

Her face became seldom and she began to stir her butterbeer restlessly. "The war came up full swing. Lily and James both became aurors. They got married and the next thing we knew, Lily was pregnant. They were twenty years old. When you were born Harry, your parents were so happy. I swear, Lily came in so many times complaining about James and Sirius. James took you on so many rides on his broom and Sirius on that bike of his, that it drove her nuts." She, Harry and Sam smiled at this.

"Soon, they went into hiding with you and the next thing we knew, James and Lily Potter are dead, their boy a legend. They were only twenty-one," she said sadly. She looked at Harry, "Every time you come in here, I see them. You're like James so much that Lily would have been so overwhelmed. You have her eyes and her level head though."

Sam looked at Harry. "This idiot is level headed?" she asked teasingly. "He thinks he can beat anyone in a duel."

"No, not true," Harry protested. "Just the students, and a few Death Eaters." He grinned.

Sam mocked hurt," You believe that you could beat me?" she asked. "Oh please."

Madam Rosmerta smiled. "And you remind me of your mother," she said. Sam drew her attention quickly to her.

"You knew my mum?" she asked her in surprise.

"Honey, I knew everybody," Madam Rosmerta said. "She was a year older than Lily and James but Lily was her best friend. She was Harry's godmother and Lily was yours," she said with a smile.

"Sam's mum was my godmother?" Harry asked in surprise. "I thought that since our fathers hated each other, then..."

"Yes, Severus and James were always at each other's throats. I suspect it's the same between you and Draco Malfoy," she said smiling.

"So I've been told," Harry said as he looked down at his watch. "We've go to go before people start to worry."

"Yes, since you have an infamous Dark Lord after you, they'd send an army of aurors after you," Sam said sarcastically. Harry grinned.

"You know what? Maybe we should stay," he said.

"Oh, no. You're coming back," she said as she dragged him to the door. "Bye Madam Rosemerta. It's been nice talking to you."

"Yeah, I'll see you around," Harry told her.

"Hey Harry," Madam Rosemerta shouted after them. "If it doesn't get you killed, maybe the two of you can visit again."

"Sure," they both said in unison, and with that they made their way quietly back to Hogwarts, the new information weighing down on their shoulders. An awkward silence hung between them. 'It would be so much better if we could just hate each other,' Harry thought to himself as they entered the castle.