Chapter Seven

And a few hours later, after being escorted from the office in which he had been tricked, Osiris was still feeling surprised. "War Mage?"

Startled from his thoughts, Osiris turned to be faced with his friends, Muggle-born Hermione Granger and redheaded Ron Weasley. Both were begin followed by their fellow seventh year Gryffindors, "Ms. Granger."

Hermione smiled. During their hours together the night before, all three best friends agreed to keep a professional relationship, teacher to student, in public and try to have alone time to catch up every chance they had, "How is War Mage Isis?"

"She's quite well. But isn't there class? Especially class with Professor Snape?"

The small Gryffindor group turned and hightailed their way to Potions. Osiris snickered, knowing how they felt. In a way he didn't want to see Snape but he refused to lose Severus. With his mind made, Osiris blended into the shadows and transported himself just outside the classroom, just as his friends entered.

He followed, still hidden. He wasn't surprised to see all the Slytherins in class, not one late. But Osiris was surprised to see most of them glaring at their Head of House and Potions Professor. "If it isn't the Gryffindors. Late again, I see. Twenty points." Snape turned to the board to begin class. "Now that we can actually start, we will be making a language potion. This potion will allow you to talk with an animal of your choosing. Should you make it right," here Snape glared at a few students, mostly Gryffindors, "you will hear an dragon's roar just before starting to speak. Screw up and it's your pathetic skin on the line."

Osiris really wanted to laugh. This was the Snape he knew and hated, especially when the dark haired man said, "Ingredients and directions on the board. Get to work!" Despite the shuffling of feet, Osiris noticed most of the Slytherins refused to do as told. He also noticed they were Death Eater's children, whose parents now rest in Azkaban.

Snape eyed his rebelling students but before he could berate them, a few Gryffindors snickered. Embarrassed but refusing to show it he frowned as he ready himself to rip into all of his students.

Ron snickered at the sight of Snape losing his touch. Turning to his fellow Gryffindors, "Snape's lost his touch."

His friends laughed loudly, not caring if Snape overheard, "But you know he'll let them walk. It's his house after all."

Before Snape could say a word two Slytherin's cauldrons exploded. All his rebelling Slytherins were immediately coated in the dangerous liquid, especially since the last ingredient had yet to be added. Snape knew without immediate treatment, his students would be scarred.

But someone decided to worsen things, someone who caused the explosion and coating. "Fifty points from Slytherin for disrespecting your Head of House. A full month of detention with all the Mages, every single night and all day on the weekends. And you will spend every free moment cleaning after Peeves for two months as well as helping Filch with anything he desires."

Stunned, the Slytherins were shocked, not one believing the amount of punishment they just acquired. They hated Peeves and Filch but they hated the Mages even more. Some of them had already served detentions with them, hating every single detail because the Mages were very strict and enjoyed inflicting any amount of harsh strain on them for almost any reason. But their shocked levels rose even more when the invisible person suddenly corrected themselves, "Excuse me, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, and Millicent Bulstrode are free to go. They will not suffer since they were the only Slytherins trying to do the assignment."

A few Gryffindors cracked with laughter at their rivals when War Mage Osiris suddenly appeared and turned on them. "Ten points from Gryffindor each, Ronald Weasley, Seamus Finnegan, Dean Thomas, and Lavender Brown."

Said students spluttered wildly, "I'd stop while you're ahead. I'd suggest you Slytherins go see Madame Pompfrey. Although Elemental Mage Thor will be sure to prolong your suffering without permanent damage."