Author's Note: Hello everyone! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. After reading a ton of fanfiction, I just had this idea and I started to brainstorm. Well, here's the first chapter and please review and tell me what you think :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter of characters.

Chapter 1

They were surrounding her. She was trapped. Hermione glanced at each one of them and counted six. Six Death Eaters. How was she suppose to stop them? She raised her wand to protect herself and to prepare for an upcoming curse. The Death Eaters snickered and laughed. One of them said, "Think you can stop all of us, you foolish mudblood little girl?"

Just by hearing that voice, Hermione knew that it was Lucius Malfoy. A jolt of fear crept up her spine. "Aw look, the little mudblood is scared. The poor thing is shaking," laughed Bellatrix Lestrange as she mocked her victim.

'Harry, Ron, where are you?' she thought, 'Please come and save me.' As the Death Eaters continued to march towards her, she felt her back touch the stone wall of Hogwarts. She closed her eyes and thought about the people she cared about.

It had been her final year at Hogwarts and there was only a month left until graduation. This shouldn't be happening. She should be in her Head Girl's room studying for her N.E.W.T.S or trying to keep Harry and Ron out of trouble; even cheering for the Griffendor team on the Quidditch field.

The final battle raged on as she felt cornered. Harry and Dumbledore were fighting Lord Voldemort and she did not know where Ron was. Years fifth and up were fighting alongside teachers, while the prefects were guarding the younger years since they were not ready for the battle. Hermione got separate from the others and a few Death Eaters noticed that she was one of Harry Potter's best friends and they chased her, throwing hexes and curses until she was cornered.

Hermione had never felt so lost and alone. The six Death Eaters each raised their wands. Just then Hermione remembered that there was a way to escape. Her Time Turner. Once again, Professor McGonagall gave it to Hermione as she took on a load of courses, just like her third year.

She quickly reached into her shirt and pulled out the thin chain that held the Time Turner. She rolled the sands of time three times, looking back at her would be killers. Just then someone pushed her out of the way. She stumbled and six identical greens flashes of light shot out of their owners wands. A hand shot out and ripped off her Time Turner from her neck. The six curses hit simultaneously the Time Turner. She watched in horror as the holder of the necklace collapsed. Then a golden light engulfed the figure. As quickly as these events had enfolded, the light disappeared leaving a little boy no older than eight years old. The Death Eaters were so shocked that they did not see Aurors running towards them.

"Harry!" yelled Hermione. She rushed over to the hospital bed and gave her best friend a crushing hug. "You're okay," she said with tears in her eyes.

"Herm…ione…you're hurt…ing…me…can't…breath…" gasped Harry.

Hermione blushed and said, "sorry. Hey where's Ron? Is he okay?"

"Don't worry he's fine. Madam Pomfrey shooed him out of the Hospital Wing. Said non-injured folks can't be in here. Wait a minute. Why is she letting you stay?" asked Harry.

"Well I was cornered by Death Eaters. I was so scared Harry. I actually thought that this was it, I'm going to die. Then I remembered my Time Turner. I was about to use it when the Avada Kedavra curse was coming towards me," said Hermione.

Harry looked at his friend and felt guilty that he wasn't there. He had been fighting Voldemort along with Dumbledore. It was a long battle, he thought he wouldn't make it. He realized that all of his loved ones would be gone if he didn't stop this psychopath. He gathered his courage while the Headmaster distracted him. Using the expecto patronum, he managed to conjure the spell that destroyed Voldemort. All of his love and happiness went into that charm. Voldemort was so evil that he couldn't withstand the charm's power of love.

"Harry?" asked Hermione, "Harry?"

"Huh, oh sorry Herm, space out there, what did you say?" questioned Harry.

Hermione looked at him and said, "Well Professor Snape saved me and…"

"WHAT? That greasy git saved you? How? More importantly why?" said Harry looking dumbfounded.

"Honestly, did you really think he would let me die? Sheesh," exclaimed Hermione, "What I am trying to say is that, when he pushed me out of the way of the Avada Kedavra curses, he grabbed my Time Turner, and well it shattered."

"You mean he's stuck in the past somewhere. YES! YES! This is the best news I've ever heard," yelled Harry, forgetting about his injuries and jumping on the hospital bed.

Hermione stood next to the bed, arms crossed around her chest. She couldn't believe that one of her best friends could be so selfish. "I hate to bust you're joyful moment of happiness, but Professor Snape is not in the past," said Hermione.

Harry immediately stopped jumping, his face full of disappointment. "What do you mean?" he asked, "What happened?"

"The Time Turner shattered causing a golden light to surround him and well he's a…"

Harry didn't hear that last part and said, "Sorry didn't catch that Hermione."

"He's a kid now alright," answered Hermione.

The room was suddenly quiet. Harry mouth dropped and for some reason, he couldn't fight the force of gravity to bring it back up. Hermione waited for Harry to say something, but the door to the hospital wing opened with Dumbledore entering. Behind him, an angry little boy with shoulder length raven, black hair followed, robes billowing behind. If looks could kill, the both Harry and Hermione would already be six feet underground.

The smaller version of the Potions Master of Hogwarts clenched his fists tight, eyes glaring at Harry. "What are you staring at Potter?" he said with a boyish voice, no longer a man's.

Harry could not believe it. Snape was actually a kid! And he has his memory too. Just then, Ron came running into the room, not caring that he was forbidding to come in. He passed both Dumbledore and little Snape. His only mission was to see if his best mate was alright.

"Harry! So glad that you're okay," said Ron, "Harry? Aren't you listening?"

Harry reached out with his hand, grabbed Ron's face and put in the direction of Snape. His mouth opened just as wide as Harry.

Snape clearly getting annoyed at the staring said, "If you are quite finished staring at me, Dumbledore and I have business with Granger."

"Harry, it spoke!" said Ron bewildered, "Weird, looks and sounds like Snape, don't it?"

"Hermione says it IS Snape," replied Harry.

The two boys looked at one another and stared back at Snape. A muscle twitched at the corner of the boys mouths. Then, they both roared with laughter.

"This is not a laughing matter you two, now grow up," yelled Hermione as she stomped her foot in protest of her frustration.

Snape fumed as the two boys were clutching their ribs, obviously soar from laughing.

"Look…ha ha… he's having a…ha ha ha…temper tantrum," said Ron between laughs.

That made Harry laugh even harder. They both cried to the point where they had tears in their eyes. Hermione was embarrassed by her friend's rudeness and Snape was trying to decide which hex to curse them with. Professor Dumbledore let the boys laugh it up as he could not stop them at this point in time.

Once the boys got under control of their fit of giggles, Dumbledore asked Hermione some questions about what had happened. After hearing both her and Severus Snape's version of the story he said, "Well I have never heard of something like this happen before. I will be doing some research and see what I can do. In the meantime, we have to accommodate Professor Snape's living arrangements."

"What exactly do you mean, Headmaster?" asked Snape in his now small voice. He heard Ron Weasley snicker and turned his head to glare at him. Weasley immediately bit his lip to keep from laughing.

"Unfortunately Severus, you cannot stay in your quarters while you, how shall I say, appear to be this age," said Dumbledore.

"This is preposterous. I am an adult and I can choose where to live and where not to live," yelled Snape.

"Try to understand Severus, in the ministries eyes and to the magic of the Time Turner, you are in fact, eight years old. So for now I have arranged that you will be under the care of these three."

"WHAT!" said all four in unison, interrupting Dumbledore.

"Do not worry it will only be temporary until we find a better solution. All four of you will be living in a safe house in the Muggle world. Everything has been arranged," said Dumbledore.

"But sir, what about school?" protested Hermione.

"And my job?" yelled Snape.

"And Quidditch?" said both Harry and Ron.

"All of your plans will have to be postponed until we find a better solution. Now all four of you are on the hit list of escaped Death Eaters. They will seek revenge on all of you because it's because of you that Lord Voldemort has died. It is extremely important that you must help each other because it will be difficult. Hermione, Harry and Ron, you three will have jobs in the Muggle world, while Severus," Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, "will attend Elementary School."

The amount of profanity and cusses that came out of Harry, Ron, and Snape's mouths was enough to wash with ten bars of soap.