Disclaimer: I love Harry Potter but nothing is mine all belongs to J.K. Rowling

Chapter 4

It was a sunny morning. The sun gleamed through the widows and awoke the Hogwarts population to a presumably good new day. Even the grumpiest person couldn't deny that one should jump at the chance of such a rare day and go out to savour the nature.

But to our fellow Hogwarts student savouring the nature was only secondary. The real reason it was splendid to have such wetter was the most importent sport in the whole wizarding word : Quidditch.

Today was the infamous encounter between the most rivilasing houses of Hogwarts whose antagonism goes back to the founder themselves. None other than Gryffindor and Slytherin. Nowadays this rivalry was impersonated by Gryffindor´s Goden boy Harry Potter and the ice prince of Slytherin Draco Malfoy.

It was said to become a spectacle as in this match Malfoy and Potter would finally be again on equal footing as Malfoy had obtained a Firebolt like Harry´s. It would be a match of talent which between the fire of Gryffindor and the ice of Slytherin truly was bound to be exciting.

Chatter was heard in the corridors, entrance Hall and Great Hall one seemed to be followed by an excited buzz which main content was the following match and who would come out as the winner. The older years were slightly late for breakfast as most of them had placed a bet before the beginning of the game. Much to the annoyance of the seventh year head girl who was right now lecturing her two best friends why gambling is to summarise a 'bad thing'.

The golden trio was one of the last persons to fill into the Great Hall. They took their accustomed seat and began to eat while Hermione who was still in lecture mode talked. But her best friend didn't mind Ron who still suffered from nerves was barley able to chew his breakfast and Harry was still preoccupied with the new staff addition.

Shortly after the arrival of the golden trio, the doors to the Great Hall opened again and the chatter died at a incredibly fast rate down. Many gasps of astound students could be heard throughout the Great Hall. Some students were wide-eyed other were pinching each other because of the incredible sight they faced.

Standing under the door frame of the Great Hall was unmistakable Severus Snape in his black high buttoned robes and next to him was Severus Snape in black leather trousers and cowboy boots with a dark green chemise.

But the different clothes wasn't the greatest difference between the two men. Their facial expression was what made the student ask if someone was pulling a practical joke on them. As the Snape in Severus outfit was smiling a kindly smile while the Snape in cowboy boots were scowling at the student and glaring at them.

The two men ignored the commotion they made and strode to the head table were the headmaster was awaiting them with a big smile and a bright twinkle. The men seemed to have a secret agreement as the headmaster stood up and both Snapes stood next to him as the headmaster began to adress the students.

"My dear students, I esteem you were rather confused when our Potion Master seemed to have duplicated but I assure you this is not the case. I want you to greet our new Defense against the dark Arts teacher who will take over Mrs. Weasley´s classes, Professor Abraxas Snape our Potion Masters twin." Dumbledore finished indicating the Snape in Severus outfit. A tensed silence followed in which most students just stared in shock at their potions and DADA teacher until two students on each end of the Great Hall began to clap at the same time.

Harry and Draco looked eyes when they woke their classmates out of their stupor. It was a silent understanding like the one six month ago that proved Draco´s loyalty as he saved Hermione from a nasty hex from one of the Death Eaters who attacked Hogsmead. The two were going to focus and won´t let anything distract them from the first Quidditch game since the end of the war. They would give their best and the winner would get the glory to have beaten a worthy oponent.

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There were still glances in the direction of the high table from the students who thought they may have hallucinated or tried to eye Severus in his new outfit. Said couldn't keep the scowl of his face. Not that this was anything new but today there was a slightly different reason. It wasn't because of the student but somewhat expected his brothers fault. He should have kept in mind that his brother even with the demeanor of a Gryffindor still was a Slytherin in the heart.

But he hadn't dealed with him for a long time and so he had fallen for the promise of him to wear always elegant robes for a one-time favour. He had to live with the consequence of his blind trust and wear his brother´s chosen outfit for today. When Severus recalled the morning events his scowl deepend and he glared angrily at his porridge.

"Come on. Don't be so bad tempered." Abraxas said leaning to Severus. " I´m so excited to watch the game look you love is already looking so grave."

This comment brought Severus out of his sulk and he hissed at his brother.

" Keep your voice and excitement down and stop calling him 'my love'. His name his Harry and you will adress him like that..... I mean as Potter. You are going to reveal something with your stupid comments." Severus finished grumpily because of his slip of tongue folding his arms over his chest.

Abraxas laughed lightly at his brother´s antics and finished his breakfast in silence musing how much his brother had changed since the last time he had seen him. At that time he couldn't tease him he wasn't so open his face would no matter what remain a indifferent mask. Then he was much colder and guarded. Now he seemed to have learned to trust from his little love or he wouldn't have fallen for his proposal this morning.

Abraxas thought that this was good his brother did earn to finally have someone to be with him. The Gryffindor seemed to be good for him and for Abraxas as he would have much now more fun with his little brother. Abraxas smiled to himself and stood up beckoning his brother to come with him.

The game was about to start.

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I´m sorry I haven´t updated this long but I have finals and so I won´t be able to update regularly until the end of march. And I hate to write Quidditch scenes so I apologise in advance for the following chapter.