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Cylo- I am sorry I haven't updated. I was banned from the computer. My good friend, Spiffster (aka Spiff) typed and added to this chappie for me. Here it is:
Now that the Marauders knew of her secret, she was closer to them all, especially Remus. The Marauders were more serious in school (I could make the obvious pun out of that but I wont). Their grades had risen steadily with Hermione's help and James was able to actually complete his Head Boy duties. James still disliked Snape though and scowled every time he was brought up in conversation.
As they sat in Double Charms, James let a hex fall on the Slytherin. Now, Snape's hair coiled and twisted about his head, appearing as slimy tentacles flopping aimlessly about. A chorus of laughter burst out in the chamber.
"Potter!" he screeched. He rose to aim a curse at James but the messy-haired teen moved quicker. "Truthati!" he shouted.
Snape opened his mouth, his face contorted and then his most personal secret came out. "I love Lily Evans."
James was mixed with shock and laughter; the class let a new wave of laughter echo upon the walls. Remus and Sirius merely sat back, Remus muttering the counter-curse for both spells.
"You'll pay for this Potter. Mark my words!" hissed Snape, unaware that Moony had helped him. The Marauders brushed off the threat and were undisruptive the rest of the class.
While walking to lunch Snape cornered the four Marauders. He tied them all up with the same spell so that each was unable to escape. Then Snape said sneeringly, "Reveal your secrets; Truthati!"
This meant trouble. James tried to object or perhaps to make a derogatory comment, but what came out of his mouth was completely the antithesis. "Hermione Granger is from the future!"
Remus glared at him and was about to tell them to not speak when Sirius growled, "She's gonna kill Voldemort."
Amazingly, Snape looked unfazed by the name of the dark Lord and instead asked, "Where is she?" A curious glint lit his black eyes.
Sirius was about to tell him to- well to put it very lightly- shut up when James shouted, "Portrait of the 1st Phoenix- password is Coca-Cola." He bit his lip, but the damage was done.
"I see," Snape said silkily, curling his lip. "I'll go pay Miss Hermione a little visit, shall I?" None of the Marauders spoke, in half because they wanted to see Hermione whip the skin off of Snape and half because they let an important secret loose.
"I'll take your silence as your consent," Snape snarled before walking briskly away.
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Hermione walked downstairs, only to find someone staring into her Pensive. His black hair curtaining around his face, Severus Snape stared at the scenes he was in.
The witch strode over and entered the silver Pensive, not hesitating at all. She was thrown into the scene she had been in yesterday. Looking around, she found Snape standing in shock over two bodies. One was a black robed Wormtail and the other was the older light version of the potions master himself. Snape was oblivious to the explosions and spells around him.
Hermione walked up and laid a hand on his shoulder. He glanced from her to her younger self and pointed wordlessly. "Yes," she whispered, nodding.
Snape reset his emotionless mask and muttered, "Get me out of here."
Hermione grabbed his arm tighter and pulled him out. When they were out, Snape asked incredulously, "How can I be…Light?"
The witch explained, starting with his spying for Dumbledore to his alliance and friendship with Harry.
Snape was frozen by the end, in complete shock about his own future. "Can I really do that?" he asked in a whisper.
Hermione nodded determinedly. "How can I help you take down the Dark Lord?" he asked resolutely.
Taken aback, Hermione gazed at him. "Would you like to train with me?" Seeing his quick nod, she continued, "Then you have to make peace with the Marauders. You'll be working together."
"How can I do that!" Snape spit in a waspish tone. Hermione just stared at him.
"Alright," he conceded with a look of distaste.
Just then the boys in question burst in, followed shortly by Professor McGonagall. The two leapt to their feet, Snape with his wand out. Seeing who it was, Hermione stepped forward.
"It's okay. He's with us now," Hermione said. Though angry at the boys for giving her away, it would be nice to have Snape on their side.
"I told on you!" shouted all the boys at the same time. At Hermione's inquisitive look, Snape supplied, "Just a curse. I'll take it off," Snape mumbled, looking as though he wanted to leave it on. He muttered the counter-curse and James immediately stepped forward, wand raised.
Sensing trouble, Hermione muttered, "Expelliarmus!" All wands flew in her hands. Looking down, she saw six wands: her's, Snape's, the Marauders' and…… McGonagall's.
"Sorry!" she cried, giving the strict professor her wand back.
"You'd think I'd be used to this by now…" McGonagall said. Getting a sharp look on her face she said, "Mr. Snape, we need to give you a punishment for getting into Herm- Miss Granger's personal things-" she stopped at a hand from Hermione.
"I think," Hermione said with a secretive smile, "that training with me will be punishment enough."
The Marauders' expressions said that they thoroughly agreed with this statement and chuckled as Hermione shot them a nasty glance. Training would indeed be more interesting for the Marauders and yet they knew, seeing Snape's face after a days training would be worth it.
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