Hi again. I have finished the third chapter. It didn't really take me long. I actually had it done yesterday, but I wanted you to suffer. Mwahahahaha! Ok, as I said before i want to know what you think, but I don't really care if you don't like it. Read it you fool.

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Reliving the Past:

Hermione gasped at the sight of Wormtail. Ron quickly put his hand over her mouth.

"What is he doing here?" Ginny demanded.

"Beats me, but what should we do with him?" Ron asked.

But before they could make up any decisions, Wormtail awoke with a jerk. He looked around at his visitors and made a startled sound. He opened his mouth to scream, but Hermione flung Ron's hand away and cried, " Silencio!"

Wormtail opened and closed his mouth but made no sound. His hand flew towards his wand, but Harry was too quick for him. "Petrificus Totalus". Wormtail went stiff as a board, unable to move. Hermione conjured a minute cloth from thin air and stuffed it in Wormtail's mouth incase the silencing charm went away.

No one moved for the next few minutes. All they did was glare at Wormtail. It was Wormtail who sold Lily and James to Voldermort, Wormtail who framed Sirius and caused him to go to jail, and Wormtail who helped Voldermort come back to power.

"Lets go get Snape" Harry said after a few moments.

The group crept back downstairs and closed the hidden door.

"What's he doing here?" Ginny repeated.

"I don't know," Harry sighed. "But that's something we can ask Snape once we have him trapped."

"Well Potter, I'm not so sure you will catch me this time."

They wheeled around to face the sallow skinned Snape. He had his wand out and was pointing it at Harry.

"The Dark Lord will be pleased when I can tell him I have his worst enemy stunned in my sitting room." He smirked. "Stupe-"

"Expelliarmus!" The four chanted in unison.

Snape was blown off his feet and slammed into a wall. He was knocked unconscious.

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Severus lay on the hard stone floor aching all over. "What happened?" He thought. Then the image of Potter, Granger, and the two Weasleys blasting into the wall swam before his eyes.

"How could I let four children defeat me?" He thought angrily to himself. He opened his eyes and looked into the face of Harry Potter. "This is wonderful."

Potter and the Weasley boy forced him into the armchair. Then Granger conjured thin red ropes from her wand that twisted around his ankles, wrists, and mouth. He was unable to reach his wand that he had left on the floor.

"Hermione!" Potter groaned. "We need to interrogate him. Undo his mouth.

Scowling, Granger did as her friend had said, though she tied his ankles and wrists once more.

"Looks like you got me Potter." He sneered. "So what do we do now? Are you going to kill me or are you going to loose your nerve and let me go?"

"We wouldn't want to tell you of our plans Snape." The Weasley girl snapped.

"Ah, I see you four have stopped calling me 'Professor'. I did expect this. You are as arrogant as your father Potter. Always thinking himself better than others."

"Well that may be Snape," Harry growled, "but if my father had not been who he was, I wouldn't know how to do this. "Scourgify!"

Severus gagged on the pink foam that Potter had conjured. "Ah, so he does remember my memory." He thought savagely.

"I see you remember the memory you saw in the Pensive Potter." Snape said coolly. "If I recall, your father also used my own spells on me. Levicorpus and Muffliato. What? You mean you haven't told your friends what your father did at school?"

Potter flushed a deep shade of crimson.

"Well, incase you want to know, your hero's father was not a very good wizard." He continued. "In fact, dear Harry's dad had the same sense of humor as some of my fellow Death Eaters."

"SHUT UP!" Potter yelled. "Scourgify!"

His mouth filled once more with pink foam. He quickly spat it out on Potter's shoe. Coughing, he continued his story.

"Harry's father seemed to think he ruled the school, him and that blood traitor Black. The day of our Defense Against the Dark Arts O.W.L, Potter and Black decided to have some fun and torture me shamelessly."

Granger and Weasley were stopping Potter from tearing him limb from limb, but Severus couldn't help notice their astonished faces.

"Yes, I know. Very shocking. Potter and Black advanced upon me and used the clever spell 'Levicorpus', which I happened to invent, to make me dangle in the air. Then Harry's Mudblood mothe-"

"Don't call her that!" Harry roared. "Rictusempra!"

Severus slumped over in his chair laughing hysterically. "Damn Tickling Charm!" He thought. However the charm was worth it. He had told Potter's little friends what a bitch James was.