Disclaimer 1: J.K. Rowling owns it all, so don't even bother trying to say she doesn't!
Disclaimer 2: Most of the dialogue from this Chapter was taken from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Chapter 28 (Snape's Worst Memory), pages 645-649, and all of that belongs to J.K. Rowling!
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ADandMM4eva: I so glad you're loving this story with a passion! I'm loving writing this story! Oh, as for me calling Severus "Severus" and Albus and Minerva "Dumbledore and McGonagall," I use the last names when I refer to the characters throughout the story (I sometimes call Severus "Snape"), and I use their first names when they are talking to each other (in the dialogue). I know that must make it super confusing, but thanks for reading despite the confusingness!
Quill of Minerva: Yes, Severus having a thing for Minerva would be a good twist, but you won't find that in this story. I made that moment as a kind of a shy son complimenting his mother, but it does kind of come off as him having a thing for her. Oh well (sigh).
HayleyPotter: Thanks! You rock, too!
Rosaleen: Did they know about his memory...read and find out!
Q-BriarXJade-Q: You got your Severus!
Lou. McGonagall: Yeah, Minerva likes to change the color of her robes once in a while! Like I said in the last chapter's comments, her response will probably come in Chapter 12.
Thanks to all who reviewed! I hope you all enjoy this next chapter!
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Chapter 11: The Memory
Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall were swept off their feet and sucked into the Potions Master's thoughts. They spun very fast until their feet slammed into hard earth. Wobbling slightly, they saw a large crowd spilling out onto the grounds. The witch and wizard soon found a fifteen-year-old Snape walking out with the rest, giving all of his attention to a piece of parchment. They strode after him and stopped beside him when he sat in a large clump of bushes. Dumbledore peered over Snape shoulder and read, "Defense Against the Dark Arts – Ordinary Wizarding Level."
"So this must be from his fifth year," whispered McGonagall, who was also looking over the young Potions Master's shoulder.
"It would appear so," said Dumbledore.
Suddenly, Snape put his paper into his book bag. He stood up and began to walk back towards the castle. The witch and wizard made to follow him, and they suddenly heard someone shout.
"All right, Snivellus?"
They saw Snape thrust his hand into his robes to pull out his wand, but not before James Potter shouted, "Expelliarmus!"
The young Potions Master's wand flew out of his hand. He dived to retrieve it, but not before another yell from James. "Impedimenta!" Snape was swept off his feet, and he crashed into the ground.
McGonagall looked around and saw students swarming toward the commotion.
"How'd the exam go, Snivelly?" asked James.
"I was watching him, his nose was touching the parchment," said Sirius Black to his friend. "There'll be great grease marks all over it, they won't be able to read a word."
Some people laughed. Dumbledore looked around and saw Peter Pettigrew bobbing up and down on his toes, trying to see what was going on. Sitting on the ground next to him was Remus Lupin, reading, or at least pretending to read, a book.
"You – wait," panted the young Potions Master. "You – wait…"
"Wait for what?" asked Sirius. "What're you going to do, Snivelly, wipe your nose on us?"
Snape began to swear loudly. "Wash out your mouth," said James. "Scourgify!"
Snape began to choke on pink soap bubbles, which were spilling out from his mouth. Dumbledore and McGonagall could hear sniggering from many of the students around them.
"Leave him ALONE!"
James and Sirius spun around and saw a girl with dark red hair. "All right, Evans?" asked James, running a hand through his already messy hair.
"Leave him alone," repeated Lily. "What's he done to you?"
"Well," said James, "it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean…"
Everyone but Lily and Remus, who was still pretending to read, laughed. "You think you're funny," said Lily. "But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone."
"I will if you go out with me, Evans," said James. "Go on…go out with me, and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."
"I wouldn't go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid," said Lily.
"Bad luck, Prongs," said Sirius, who looked like he was trying not to smile. "OY!"
Snape had retrieved his wand and sent a jet of light streaming towards James. A gash appeared on the side of the Gryffindor's face. Blood spilled out of the deep cut and onto his robes. James whirled around and pointed his wand at Snape, who was swiftly turned upside down. Dumbledore and McGonagall watched in horror as his robes fell over him, revealing a pair of skinny legs and grey underpants.
Students were screaming in delight. Some were even rolling on the ground. "Let him down!" said Lily, who looked like she was trying to hide a smile.
"Certainly," said James, casually. Snape dropped to the ground, tangled in a mass of black robes. James smiled and waved his wand again, shouting, "Locomotor mortis!"
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" screamed Lily over the roars of laugher and jeers from the onlookers. She pulled out her own wand.
"Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you."
"Take the curse off him, then!"
James sighed deeply. He turned to Snape and said the counter curse, sending the young Potions Master crashing into the ground again. "There you go," he said, "you're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus – "
"I don't need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!" shouted Snape.
Some of the onlookers gasped. "Fine," said Lily. "I won't bother in the future. And I'd wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus."
"Apologize to Evans!" shouted James, furiously.
"I don't want you to make him apologize," shouted Lily. "You're as bad as he is…"
"What?" said James, sounding wounded. "I'd NEVER call you a – you-know-what!"
"Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you've just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can – I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. Your make me SICK!" And with that, Lily turned on her heel and stalked off.
"Evans!" called James after her. "Hey, EVANS! What is it with her?" asked James, turning to Sirius.
"Reading between the lines, I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate," said Sirius, still trying not to smile.
"Right," said James, "right – "
James waved his wand, and Snape was once again hanging upside down.
"Who wants to see me take off Snivelly's pants?"
"WHAT!" shouted McGonagall, causing Dumbledore to jump.
"Wait! Teacher approaching, it's Flitwick!" shouted someone over the howls of laughter.
"Oh well, I guess that cuts our meeting short," said James with a hint of disappointment. He whispered the counter curse, sending Snape crashing into the ground for a third time.
"We'll see you later, Snivellus," said Sirius. "Don't get too greasy, now!"
The large group began to scatter. Only Remus stayed back. He was still pretending to read. Snape untangled himself from his robes, grabbed his school bag, and began sprinting into the forest. Remus sighed and shot the young Potions Master a sympathetic look before gathering himself up to follow his friends.
Dumbledore and McGonagall stood completely shocked. The headmaster's eyes were wide and the Transfigurations teacher had he hands over her mouth, tears forming in her eyes. "I guess this is what Remus meant," said Dumbledore.
McGonagall glanced at Dumbledore, recalling what Remus Lupin had told her later that day. "He told you as well?"
"Yes. He wanted me to take away his Prefect badge after that. But I never actually knew – "
"Me neither."
The headmaster grabbed her hand again and raised his other. They were spinning very fast, past blurred visions of memories, through darkness. Their feet slammed into the hard stone floor. Looking at each other, they rushed into the Potions Master's room.
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