The man looks at the two boys. His eyes narrow at their reaction to him. They acted as if they knew him. But surely they didn't. Mrs Krushers would have said something about having two wizards working for her. Snape shrugs but follows after the boys out of curiosity. He stops a few shelves away and listens to muffled whispers.

"We just need to keep calm, James. They won't even suspect a thing if we keep our heads. Ok?" Luke watches his brother.

James nods. "Ok then. Lets get back to work. We have several more loads of boxes before we can even go to lunch. So lets get cracking." He grabs the previously discarded books on the shelf and begins to place them on the right shelves.

Luke nods and begins to unload the remain boxes. He hums to himself as he does so. "What should we do this weekend? I was thinking about trying that new club that opened up. The Witches Caldron? I think that's what its called. I heard that it's the best club around. So. What do ya think? Should we try it?" He smirks.

James looks up from the shelf that he is straightening. "I think we should. But keep your pants on this time. You got us arrested the last time we went clubbing, remember?"

Luke rolls his eyes. "That guy started it. He was hitting on you, James! Unless you like that sort of thing?" He raises an eyebrow.

James shakes his head. "Of course I don't like that sort of thing. But you could of taken him outside before you decided to smash his face in with a pool cue. I got stuck with fighting off his goons in the process. But luckily the bar owner saw it all and helped us out. Or we would still be sitting down at the police station."

Luke sighs. "I'm sorry. But I can't stand anyone touching you. You're my brother. I'm going to protect you at all cost."

Neither boy notices Snape who was sitting on a bench a few feet away from them, looking at a book. He didn't bother to even look at the title. He was interested in the conversation. Both boys felt, familiar.

James smiles. "Your overly protective, Luke. After all, I am the elder twin." He says in a manner that would put McGonagall to shame.

Luke chuckles. "Don't do that. You sound like a teacher we once had and its outright scary." He finishes unloading the books and pushes the cart back and gets another one. This continues until noon when they are interrupted by a forced cough.

James looks up from his position on the floor where he was stocking a shelf called dark magic and evil creatures. "Can I help you with something, Sir?" He asks Snape since he was the one that coughed.

Snape glares at the boy. If only he was back at school. He would be deducting so many points. "I couldn't help but notice the rather curious look that you gave me when exiting the store room. Do I know you two from somewhere? Maybe school?" His voice is quiet yet cold.

Luke tenses up just a bit then relaxes. "Unless you teach at Salem Area High School? I don't think so, sir." He shoots James a look out of the corner of his eye.

James eyes Snape cautiously. "I'm James and this is my twin brother, Luke. We have lived here all our lives. I've never seen you around here before. Did you just move in?" His question is simple.

Severus eyes the two boys. Yes. There was something familiar about them. "No. I'm accompanying Ms. Granger on her stay with Ms. Krushers. I have to follow the girl around and make sure nothing bad happens to her before we return to school."

"So you're a teacher then? What school? Maybe we've heard of it before." Luke says with curiosity present in his voice.

"I don't think you would of heard of it. It's up in the hills of Scotland. Far from prying eyes that don't need to see it." It was clear that Snape didn't want to talk about the school.

James chuckles. "Sounds all private and stuff. Oh well. I guess us normal folks won't have to worry about seeing your school. Isn't that right, sir?"

Snape narrows his eyes. "Normal? What do you mean? Normal as in muggles or such?" He glares at the two boys.

"Normal. As in not smart enough to attend a private school that has to be hidden away from the prying eyes of the public." Luke says. Neither boy seems phased by the word muggle.

"Is that book interesting sir? You don't look like the type that enjoys Irish folk dancing." James says innocently.

Snape looks down at the book in his hand and a light blush creeps up his pale cheeks. "I am interested in all things, James is it?"

James nods and stands. He stretches and his shirt pulls up a bit showing off a thin piece of wood that was tucked into his pocket. He looks at the clock. "It's our lunch break, Luke. We should get going."

Snape's eyes widen seeing the piece of wood. He reaches out and grabs James by the wrist and reaches under his shirt, pulling the wand out. "What is this?" He asks in a growl.

"Hey!" Is all James can get out before his wand is removed from its hiding place. He stands there in shock. They never used their wands anymore but both boys did carry them around incase of emergencies. "I found it outside in the garbage." He mutters.

Luke narrows his eyes and stands. "Let my brother go. Unless you want to deal with me." His hand was wavering close to his own pocket.

Severus eyes the boy and reaches out, snatching the other wand. He clutches them in his fist and drags both boys to the store room where he throws them in and closes the door behind them. "I want answers. Mrs Krushers didn't say anything about wizards working for her. She said her store was run by a entirely muggle staff. These would say other wise." He holds up the wands in his hand.

Both boys share a look then turn to Snape with two identical emotionless masks on their faces. "We don't have to tell you anything. You have no power here." James says in a cold hiss.

Snape eyes the boy. "How old are you two? And I want the truth. Not some made up fib to get me to be quiet."

Luke rolls his eyes. "We are both seventeen. Our birthday is at the end of July. And your from England. So you have no bloody control over us here. We are full blooded American's. We have protection from the American Wizarding Ministry."

Severus Snape was fuming. How dare they speak to him like that? There was more to these two boys and he was going to find out what it is. He removes a old looking wallet from the back of his muggle clothes and quickly slaps the two boys hands onto it followed by his own. He mutters something under his breath and soon a familiar pulling at his navel is felt. The portkey is activated and all three of them disappear.