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Potions with the Slytherins

The next morning, Sev woke up anxious to start his classes for once. Ron was snoring loudly in his bed so Severus decided to wake him up. He shot cold water at his friend from the tip of his wand and that did the job. "All right mate, I'm up I'm up!" Ron yelled. They got their school uniforms on, gathered their books and made their way to the Great Hall.

"Sev and Ron over here!" Hermione called to them. They smiled and walked over to where she was sitting. "Good morning you two. It's about time you came down." She said with a smile. They piled their plates with delicious food. "Oh look, the mail's here." Ron pointed out. Sev noticed Hedwig and she came down to his plate carrying a rolled up piece of parchment. "Thanks Hedwig. I hope it's a letter from Moony." Sev said. He unrolled the letter and started to read it to himself.

Dear Sev,

Professor Dumbledore owled me informing me of your situation. I must say it was a bit of a shock learning that you were Professor Snape's son. He has also told me you look exactly like your father now except you still have the ever present scar. Owl me back as soon as possible.

Moony

"It was from Moony." Sev said to his friends.

He turned to talk to Ginny who was sitting next to him.

"How was your summer Ginny?" Sev asked quietly.

"The summer was all right, Sev. I nearly had a heart attack though when Mum told me you were Professor Snape's son." Ginny gushed. Sev smiled. He went back to his plate and his lank hair fell into his plate. He pushed it back behind his ears frustrated and went back to his breakfast.

Hermione, Ron, and Sev were on their way to Advanced Double Potions with the Slytherins. They managed to make it to the Potions classroom without any interruptions. Ron, Hermione, and Sev sat down somewhere in the middle of the classroom and talked until Professor Snape came in.

Professor Snape entered the classroom in the usual manner but cast a small, discreet smile at Sev. He flicked his wand at the blackboard and instructions for a complicated potion appeared there.

"You may begin now." Professor Snape said irritably while sitting down at his desk to mark papers.

Sev, Ron, and Hermione set about making the Polyjuice Potion. "Ron, could you please hand me the shredded boomslang skin please?" Sev asked. Hermione handed him the glass jar containing the boomslang skin. He had found potion-making an extremely easy process now for some weird reason. His hair kept on falling in his face and he kept on putting it back behind his ears but it was no use.

Sev, Ron, and Hermione finished making their Polyjuice potion and Hermione bottled it up and placed it on Professor Snape's desk. He didn't look up from the third year papers he was grading. Hermione sat back down and started cleaning their workspace. The trio chatted for a while before Professor Snape dismissed them. They walked happily to their next class; Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws. They sat down in three seats in the front row and Malfoy called to them.

"Hey Grease ball, when was the last time you washed your hair?" He said taunting Sev. Sev just kept his head down and pretended to be reading his Transfiguration book. "Hey Malfoy, have you ever checked what your family's order of precedence is in terms of rank and longevity?" Ron asked. "I'll have you know, Weasel, that the Malfoys are the fifth oldest pureblood line in the wizarding world. More than you can say for your family, Weasel-boy." Malfoy said indignantly. "Well, you should check again because the Weasley bloodline is the third oldest bloodline which means I am YOUR superior." Ron said proudly. Malfoy looked as if someone had taken all the money out of his family's bank accounts and put them in the rubbish bin. He glared at Ron. He didn't get a chance to say anything though because Professor McGonagall was just entering the classroom.

The rest of the day, Malfoy kept glaring at the dream team. Not that this wasn't normal or anything, though. "Mr. Snape, there you are. I need to talk to you." Professor McGonagall said to Sev as he was headed towards Gryffindor Tower. "What about Professor McGonagall?" Sev asked. He stubbornly pushed yet another lock of black, greasy hair behind his ear. "Please come to my office." Professor McGonagall said curtly. He followed her quizzically to her office.

"Have a seat, Snape." Professor McGonagall said. She handed him a tartan can and offered him some ginger newts which he politely declined. "The position of Quidditch Captain of Gryffindor has been vacated this year. I was wondering if you would like the job." Professor McGonagall asked hopefully. Sev was flabbergasted. "Of course I'd like the job Professor." He said excitedly. She smiled. "I knew you would want it. Here you go." She said handing him a small badge similar to a prefect badge except this one had a broomstick on it as well as a lion. He thanked her again and left her office.

He practically ran down to the dungeons to see if his father was there, which he was. He appeared t be reading so Sev knocked on the door.

"Hello son, what's up?" Professor Snape asked. The smile on his son's face did not go unseen by him. Sev fumbled in his pockets until he felt the badge. He held it out for his father to see.

"I'm Quidditch Captain, just like you were in school." Sev said excitedly. His dad smiled.

"Congratulations are in order, I believe, so congratulations." Professor Snape said. "You should go tell the lovebirds." He added thoughtfully. Sev grimaced at his father. "I'll go tell them and just hope to Merlin I don't interrupt a snog session." Sev said. He got up from the couch he was sitting on and left the room.

Sev made his way up to Gryffindor Tower with his new badge pinned to his robes. "You'll never guess what just happened." He said as he walked into the common room. "What happened mate?" Ron asked him. Hermione was listening as well. "I've been made Quidditch Captain." Sev said proudly. Ron looked as if he had just seen a Veela.

"You're Quidditch Captain?" Ron asked in awe. "I can't bloody believe it. You are actually Quidditch Captain." He added. "Don't train us too hard, Sev. I don't think I could handle it." Ron said jokingly.

"Congratulation, Sev. I'll have to rearrange your schedule to fit in Quidditch practices now." Hermione said. Even though sixth year students had no exams in their sixth year, she still insisted on daily studying much to the boys' chagrin.

"Hermione, I don't know how many times I have to ask you. Why on earth do we need to study every day when there aren't even any exams this year? Save it for next year." Ron exclaimed. He and Sev both hated studying.

Ron and Sev were talking about who was on the Quidditch team and how they were going to coordinate practices with the other teams. They went to bed feeling very cheerful. For the first time in a long while, Sev fell asleep peacefully.