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Harry Snape

(The next evening)

Harry sat in the living room with his father. He was completing some of the work that he missed from not being in class and his father was grading the third years tests.

Harry looked up as he heard the door to his father's quarters open and close; glancing at his father he knew he had also noticed. A moment later Evan and Sydney entered.

"Hi, Dad!" Sydney said before plopping down into the couch next to Harry. "Hi, Harry!" Harry nearly groaned. She was hyper, he wondered why. Evan, who sat on his other side leaned over and whispered to him.

"Sydney just got thirty points from McGonagall."

Harry smirked. It was rare for his head of house to give that many points to anyone. No wonder she was so hyper.

"Hello, Honey. What has you so happy?" Severus asked looking up from his grading.

Sydney grinned. "I got thirty points in class today!"

Their father raised his eye brow. "In what class?"

"Transfiguration!" Sydney exclaimed excited.

Now both of Severus' eyebrows were raised. "That is unexpected." He finally spoke.

"I know!" Gushed Sydney.

Evan snorted. "So how's your arm?" Evan asked changing the subject.

"It's okay. It doesn't really hurt now." Harry answered truthfully.

Three days had passed since he had been injured by the potion. Harry was finally allowed back in classes. Currently he was sitting with his friends in the library doing homework.

"I say we head back," Ron announced rubbing his tired eyes.

"I hate to say it but I happen to agree," Draco spoke up.

"Alright," Hermione conceded reluctantly. She really wanted to finish tonight but realized they probably wouldn't get much more finished tonight. Everyone packed they're things and headed out of the library.

"See you later, Gryffs!" Draco called as he went the opposite way down the hall.

Entering the Gryffindor common room they were all very surprised to see most people gathered around the announcement board.

"What's going on?" Harry asked Neville who sat on the over stuffed chair watching the commotion.

"Professor McGonagall just posted the results for the Gryffindor Quidditch try outs."

Ron and Ginny's eyes both widened before they quickly made they're way to the announcement board to see if they were still on the team and if so which place they were given. Harry and Hermione sat down on the couch to wait and see the news, if any that Ron and Ginny had.

"We made it!" Ron cried sitting next to Hermione. "I'm still Keeper!"

"Congratulations!" Hermione said grinning.

"I made Seeker!" Ginny told them.

"Congratulations guys!" Harry told his two red-headed friends. He was happy for them.

"You know you could still probably get the Seeker position if you want to," Ginny spoke to Harry who nearly groaned in annoyance. He really didn't want to go over this again. "I don't mind the reserve Seeker or even Chaser position."

"No," Harry answered firmly before Ron would butt in. Ron, he knew, was dying to get him back on the team. "I don't want to play. You can stop trying." And without another word he stood and went up the winding staircase to the boy's dormitory.

(Second week of November)

"Congratulations, Evan!" Harry said sincerely to his younger brother as he entered the school. The first Quidditch match of the year was now over and Slytherin had won; barely. Twenty points was all they had over Gryffindor.

"Thanks!" Evan grinned fully his cheeks still flushed from the exhilarating feeling of flying during a Quidditch match.

"Nice catch, Ev!" Ron said clapping the younger boy on the back as he too entered the school.

"You too. You are getting better at keeping your goals free." Evan told Ron.

"Thanks!" Ron grinned from ear to ear. He still remembered last year really well. He was horrible and couldn't keep anything from the goals. He had really improved.

Entering the defense classroom Harry sat down near the front. He wasn't trying to impress his Dad or anything; Hermione always insisted they sit up front.

"Why's the teachers desk by the wall?" Harry asked Hermione.

"I don't know." Hermione answered truthfully. She too was curious about today's lesson.

The noise level in the room stopped as soon as they're black robbed Professor entered. No one wanted to be on his bad side.

"Today," Severus spoke evenly; he didn't need to raise his voice to be heard, "We are working further on our dueling technique. Mr. Snape," he motioned for Harry to come to the front of the class. Reluctantly Harry did as he was asked. He hated being in front of the class for any reason, even if it was his father asking it of him.

"Mr. Snape and I will give you an example." Professor Snape informed the class. Harry winced a little at being called by his last name. He didn't usually mind someone calling him by his last name, but his Dad doing it was just plain weird. "Ready?" His father asked and at his nod he drew his wand for the dual.

"Expelliarmus!" Professor Snape called first after they bowed. Harry quickly side stepped the spell and cast his own.

"Avis!" A flock of birds appeared and began flying around Professor Snape. Harry already knew he would loose; his father was too familiar with how he dueled. But he'd at least do his best and a flock of birds might help. 'Then again, maybe not,' he thought as he saw his Dad smirk in amusement.

"Finite Incantum!" And the flock of birds disappeared.

"Confundus!" Harry said and was gob smacked when it actually hit his Dad. He rarely ever managed to get one over his Dad. Professor Snape stumbled back a few steps and grabbed shook his head trying to clear it. After a moment he looked up looking slightly annoyed, but there was also something else shining in his dark eyes. He held up his wand.

"Stupfey!" Professor Snape took the chance of his son's obvious surprise and cast the spell which hit its target. Harry fell to the floor unconscious.

Sighing Professor Snape glanced at his students. They were all sitting there quietly with different degrees of surprise or shock on they're faces. Walking over to his son he quickly cast the 'evervate' spell and watched as Harry's eyes blinked open before he sat up.

"Are you okay?" He asked and sighed in relief as Harry nodded. He didn't want Harry to have to go to the hospital wing for hitting his head or anything. He helped Harry to stand before directing him back to his seat.

"I want you all to stand up and move to the back of the class room." Everyone did as they were told and he cast a spell on the desks to make them disappear; he needed the room. For the rest of the class he called everyone up two at a time and had them duel each other. When the bell rang, forty five minutes later, everyone packed up they're stuff.

"I want you all to write two feet on dueling techniques and the best spells and curses to use in a friendly duel. You may need to borrow some books from the library." He told his class before they left the room. "Harry, can you stay a moment?" Harry nodded.

Once everyone left he closed the door. "Are you sure you weren't hurt during your fall?"

"No, I'm fine." Answered Harry.

"You did very well today. I was pleasantly surprised when you managed to hit me with the confundus spell."

Harry grinned. "So was I. But I was even more surprised when you got out of it so quickly. You did that by using those lagilamins skills, didn't you?"

Severus nodded. "Yes. You had best get to you next class."

End of Chapter Five

A/N: I just heard on the news that TWO Harry Potter characters will be killed in the seventh book! She said so in an interview according to the report! Please let it not be Harry! Please let it not be Harry!

Okay, now that I'm done ranting on with the authors note.

Thank you for the reviews! I'm sorry I haven't posted this sooner. I've tried for a week now, but wouldn't let me. I don't know why. If it allows me to post sooner, I will. I'm also sorry this if this chapter seems to jump in time some. Please review for the chapter! Thanks!

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