Disclaimer: As we all know, Harry Potter, nor any of the other characters mentioned in this story, do not belong to me, and thank goodness I don't own Spongebob either.

Reaka: Hello everyone! This has been in my brain for a while, so I've finally decided to post this story! Were any of you actually expecting me to make a sequel? I think not. Currently, I'm having a severe writer's block on " If There were no (blank) in Hogwarts" so I've decided to start a new project to help inspire me for something for chapter 5. So here it is!

WARNING! If you are a huge fan of Spongebob Square Pants and very sensitive to people calling him stupid, retarded, ugly, or any of these other names that will appear quite often in this story, go elsewhere to find a story for your entertainment. This story is not for you, so please click out of it now. I hate him with a passion, and I don't want to start this story without warning any SpongeBob fans that are sensitive to SpongeBob insults. So if you decide to read, make sure you know what you're getting into.

FOR THOSE THAT DON'T LIKE THIS STORY AND WISH TO FLAME ME! If you are actually going to flame me because you don't like a chapter, do me a favor. Please read the whole story before telling me it's trash. That really really bugs me when people flame me when they're halfway through and decide not to finish it because they don't like a chapter. You don't stop reading a book because there's one bad chapter in it do you? People that have read " The Awakening" because it was for a class and didn't like it should know what I am talking about. Plus, if it's either really immature or really rude, I will respond back. And you won't like it when I respond back.

Reaka: Now that I have all my warnings and other stuff done, I can quit stalling and actually start the story! Don't you all feel happy inside? Here it is!

Severus Snape Saves

Chapter One: After the Killing

For months, Ron Weasley couldn't go anywhere without the Daily Prophet, or some other small-time Wizarding World Newspaper crowding him and asking him questions about the evil Spongebob Squarepants. All over the world, everyone knew the name of Ronald Weasley. There was consideration of making him a legend and calling him, " The Other Boy Who Lived." When Ron heard of this he merely blushed and said that it was no big deal. But as the months drew on, he started to get braver and exaggerate a part here and there about his deadly battle with the retarded sponge.

As all of this was going on for Ron, Severus Snape sat in his room at Hogwarts. Reporters never came to him about the incident. No one seemed to know that he had done most of the battle. No one realized that if it wasn't for Snape, Ron would've still been dead after the hideous Crabby Patty had nearly killed him. Snape prefered it that way. If there was anything he didn't want to remember, it was the kiss between him and Ron. Though it did revive the Weasley boy, it was the worst experience of his life.

Snape's thoughts were broken when he heard someone approaching his corridors. He smirked as he waited for the unfortunate person to say his passworrd.

" Hagrid the sexy beast," said the calm voice of Dumbledore. Snape found it hard to hide his smirk as the Headmaster walked into his corridors.

" Good evening, Headmaster," Snape greeted.

" Good evening," Dumbledore replied cheerfully, " another lonely evening? You've hardly even stepped out of your room since the battle with Voldemort's sponge."

" I'm not ready to face the reporters," Snape lied.

" Now, Severus, you and I both know that that's not your real reason. Would it have to do with a certain Weasley boy?"

" How do you know about that!" Snape demanded. " I told those three not to say anything! I only kissed him to save his life! There was nothing else! No feeling!"

Dumbledore chuckled. As of late, whenever the Potions master would so much as even look at the boy, his mood would become quite nasty. When the Headmaster noticed this, he had decided to make it quite a sport. It was always fun to see the mood of the professor before him change dramatically.

" Severus, I've come here to take you and a few other teachers to the Three Broomsticks for a few drinks," Dumbledore said. " It should be good for you to get out more. What do you think?"

" I might as well," Snape answered. " You won't leave me alone until I say yes anyway."

Dumbledore smiled, and the two professors walked out of Snape's room and out to Hogsmeade villiage.

Meanwhile, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were spending their Christmas holiday in the Gryffindor Common Room. They were among the ten in Gryffindor that decided to stay for the holidays.

" It's so nice to actually stay somewhere without reporters coming after you," Ron said. " It was getting to be so bad that I was almost wishing that they'd see another episode of..."

" Ron! Don't!" Harry exclaimed. " We can't speak his name!"

" Since when were you afraid to say Voldemort, Harry?" Ron asked.

" No! Not Voldemort!" Harry replied. " The other one! Think back to when Hermione and I were kidnapped months ago!"

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry then started to laugh hysterically.

" You can't be serious!" Hermione laughed. " You're not afraid to say Voldemort, but you're afraid to say Spongebob!"

Harry flinched.

" Harry, think about this for a minute," Ron said, " We're talking about a big, yellow, stupid, cartoon sponge on a very very crappy Muggle TV show. The only reason it even got so successful was because he put a brainwashing charm on a Crabby Patty. Now you're telling me you're afraid of him?"

" Fear of the name brings fear of the person," Hermione said wisely.

" In this case, we're talking about a sponge," Ron replied. Harry and Hermione continued to laugh at Harry. Together, they each chanted the name " Spongebob!" to make Harry flinch more and more. Finally, Harry got tired of it then went to bed. Ron and Hermione laughed even harder. After a while, the two of them stopped laughing.

" Ginny told me that Fred and George keep sending her sponges to put next to Harry's bed every night," Hermione said.

" I wondered who that was!" Ron exclaimed. " He'd been blaming me for it!"

" That explains why he'd been giving you funny looks," she said.

" Hermione, I've got a question for you," Ron stated. " Have you noticed Snape giving me weird looks lately? It seems every time I glance up in Potions, he's giving me some strange look."

" Maybe he fell in love with you," Hermione teased.

" Oh bloody hell! I hope not!" Ron exclaimed. " That kiss meant nothing but to save my life! Nothing!"

" Keep telling yourself that," Hermione purred, " but whether or not you notice it, you give him funny looks everytime you glance up as well. Think about that. I'm going to bed."

With that said, she got up from the couch and went up to bed. Ron sat there, gazing in the fire, thinking about what Hermione had said. He couldn't possibly be giving Snape looks everytime he glanced at him, did he?

Reaka: Done! How's this going so far? I forgot to mention that I was setting this during 6th year, and that this story is all through the Christmas holidays. Hope to see you in the next chapter!