A/N: Sorry for not updating for a while. I went to Barbados (!) for a few days and didn't have time to write until the plane ride back where, conveniently, the only blank piece of paper was sorrowfully ripped out of an incredible book I had just finished. So enough with the excuses, here's the third chapter, enjoy! – Oh, and major(ish) cursing in this chapter, just to warn y'all.

Of Broom Closets and Time Travel

Once out of hearing range, Ginny turned to Harry and whispered, with ferocity that he had not seen since Ron had stolen her pink teddy bear PJs and hung them in the great hall for revenge for some prank she had pulled on him, "What the hell is going on here?"

To tell the truth, Harry had no idea what to think was happening. What he did realize was that whatever was happening, they should first try the "Hermione Approach" as Ginny called it, and hit the library. He slowly replied, "Well, you asked me to accompany you to the library, my fair lady, so shall we not make our way there?"

Glaring and his tone, which they both knew well annoyed her to all ends of the earth, Ginny shrugged and turned abruptly to get to the shortcut. Neither had any idea what to expect, seeing as all they knew was that they were pretending to be Harry's parents until a better plan came their way, and that it seemed they were in some kind of replica of Hogwarts from around twenty years ago.

As the two made their way to the library, both pondered what they were supposed to look up. There wouldn't be any information on Voldemort, except what was in all the books – Harry makes Voldemort disappear, Harry becomes a worldwide celebrity, Harry goes to live with evil muggle people. Old news. Nor would there be any information on being called your father's and boyfriend's mother's names by people you only know when they are twenty years older, or even dead.

So finally, at the entrance, without speaking, both turned around and headed towards the lake, which is where the couple generally headed when they needed to think, or rather come up with plots to get Ron and Hermione together. According to Dean, who had put quite a lot of money into one of the Gryffindor pools that they would get together by Easter, should bloody well be soon, because the whole common room was sick of hearing them fight when they all knew they should be snogging each other senseless.

However, when they peaked behind a rather pretty bush overflowing with blue flowers, they encountered a scene that was not very reassuring to Harry and Ginny's situation. Severus Snape, formerly (Harry stopped a second at that. Was he formerly, since he was, or would be, or… mentally kicking himself, he forced his eyes to behold the horror taking place.) potions master, was cursing a poor first year with countless spells that, out of the ones that Harry knew, were extremely painful. He seemed to be yelling about not completing the task set out, and "Being an insufferable jerk that should be put to sleep, for all he's worth."

Suddenly, Ginny broke free from Harry's reassuring grip on her shaking hands.

"Oh no you don't you asshole! How can you do that to a first year! We all know you don't have any human feelings, but this poor kid! You are evil Severus Snape, a complete bastard if I ever knew one! I wish I never met you, and I wish you never were even born. Go fuck off!"

"Ah, hello Lily. Sticking up for the poor wittle Ravenclaw goody goody, are we? We aren't you an angel. Go fuck yourself off, and stop your eavesdropping. Or else, Johansson here won't be the only one who will suffer my… displeasure." (A/N: So… who can tell me which book that's from?)

By now, Harry could feel the blood rising to his face. How dare he speak like that to Ginny! How dare he speak like that to his mother. He had never trusted Snape, no matter how much Dumbledore told him to, no matter how important to the order he was, he was always just a git who's been dipped in fresh grease to him.

"Snape, stay away from them both, or else you'll suffer my displeasure, which, sadly for you, is a lot more important because, I'm the head boy, and can put you in as much detention as I like."

Grabbing hold of a still steaming Ginny, and motioning with his head to the little kid that it was okay to go now, He stomped off. Severus Snape would NOT do this to them. He would make sure of it. For Ginny, for his parents, but most importantly, for himself. He wanted revenge. And if he wanted revenge, he was getting it.

Pulling Ginny by the arm back towards the lake, Harry was busy fuming over what had just happened. He had no idea how he was going to execute a perfect prank against that complete git, seeing as, alas, the Weasley twins had not yet been born, and therefore, had not created there marvelous products yet. This was going to take a while. But Harry told himself resolutely, 'I may have no idea what the hell is going on here, but that's okay. As long as I go to the library tomorrow as soon as possible. This is going to take planning, and I need a perfect spell for color changing.' Rubbing his hands together in a sort of morbid glee, Harry laughed a truly maniacal laugh and raced off to play chess with the giant squid (a skill he had acquired over the years somehow).

A/N: Ok, okay. I know this wasn't the best or longest chapter, far from it. But I really wanted to get it out, even though it isn't that good. I promise if I have time before the next one I'll revise it. I swear…ish. Well, I'll try.

Marguerida – I figured Dumbledore was just too….smart. He'd figure out what was going on in no time, and what's the fun in that? I might make him be around in the Marauders' time, but not being able to help or something. Wow, I love being able to make evil decisions and put my characters through hell. Fun, fun, fun.

Angel of the Elements - I'm alternating POVs, which is a little confusing, but makes it easier to do cliffies, since everybody knows you'll have to wait a whole two chapters to see what is going to happen. And don't worry, they're confused.

katjajett - I've thought of it, but I think I'm going to have them not tell anybody... maybe. I don't know. Not to organized, am I?

Eternal Echo - You're not the only one who's all mind-boggled out about time travel. I am confused about what's going on, and this is my own damn story. GAH

Tanydwr - See. Spelling my one and only F-ish sorta grade besides "returns homework on time". Thanks for the correction though, if I have time I'll correct it.

Lil Lillian 14 - Wow. "The old bat is dead". Very... interesting... response.