A/N: I am terrible at posting regularly. When I was younger, I couldn't even keep a diary! I noticed a small tick in the numbering of chapters, what was supposed to be 2 was titled 3, I don't have the desire to go back and fix it so we will be sticking to that numbering. Well without much further ado, I bring you,

Whose Idea Was This?

Chapter 5: Nightmares and Dreams of the Like (Part 1)

I'm so glad it's at least decent here. Snape thought to himself. It's a little warm, but it's bearable. Except for him. Snape glared at the man across the island and bit back a snarl. He is so infuriating, so beneath me. Doesn't deserve to be in my presence. Snape continued his "the world should bend down for me" speech in his head while he got some palm tree leaves and sticks for a suitable place to lye on that night. He usually had some dreamless sleep potion he brewed so he would dream about the Dark Lord, or worse, what he, himself had done. He lay down and looked the stars, he figured he'd be awake for while pondering this.

Well, he's been wrong so many times this day, why should this be different. The moment his eyes to started to blink, he soon feel into a deep sleep.

Snape walked through Hogwarts doing his normal rounds and checking for students he could harass. Only he was back in his seventh year body. He walked around and spied a couple in the corner clawing at each other. Both his and hers clothes were starting to come off, and there faces were glued to each other. Instead of reprimanding, he watched. He watched the boys hand go up the girls skirt and Snape felt a strange pressure beneath his belt, started to turn away, when someone pressed up against him. He looked up into the face of Sirius Black. Now how fair was this? Why did he get stuck in a body an underdeveloped version of himself, while that vile creature got to be full grown? Snape spat in his face as he spoke, "What do you want?"

"Just to make sure you're doing fine, Snivellus" Sirius glowered.

"I'm better off than you are, stuck behind a bloody curtain. Did the curtain let you out for a break? Or is still just a big mean ol' curtain? How does it feel to be stopped by a curtain, some bloody sheets?"

Sirius just chuckled, "How does it feel to be stuck on an island where the only other person there is better than you at everything?"

"Don't make me get a curtain!" Snape responded.

"How about we go down to the kitchen and get some fish?" Sirius said, "Or do you need your precious Boromir for that?"

Snape lunged at Sirius and started to choke him.

Sirius in a calm voice, "A lot of good that does you, I'm already dead." After saying that Sirius dissolved into thin air.

Snape turned and saw the two people he was watching earlier walk past him, the clothes back on with goofy smiles on their faces. He watched in shock as one headed toward Gryffindor tower and the other towards the Slytherin dorms. What next. Boromir professing his love to me?

Ewww.

He really hoped not. Snape shivered and feel deeper into sleep.