Disclaimer: (without interest and mumbling) Jk Rowling owns Harry Potter...yadah yadah. (sigh)

Thanks to all my reviewers. Sorry for any typos or anything in the last chapter. It was all Cyberdemonix's fault (looks over at a pissed off Cyberdemonix with a bat). Ummm...nevermind Cyberdemonix did an excellent job and there were no typos (nervous laugh as Cyberdemonix shines her bat)

A Teenaged Snape?

As soon as Hermione and Severus had finished looking at their common room, they walked up the stairs to a balconoy that overlooked their common room. Once they were on top of the balcony, they saw one door on the right side of the balcony and the on the left side was another door. The one on the right had a gold plated sign on it with the words "Head Boy Severus Snape's Room" and on the one on the left it read "Head Girl's Hermione Granger's Room".

Severus slowly opened his room to find a grand four post bed with a large amount of silky pillows and sheets in red. As Severus stepped into the room, he noticed that the floor was hard wood, but an expensive looking rug covered a large percentage of it. This was saying alot since it was probaby about the size of what a whole entire year shared. There was a dresser in the corner, a silk padded chair, and a mysterious door on the right wall. Severus slowly walked over and open it to reveal the most magnificent bathroom he had every seen. It was marbled with a own personal jaccuzi! Dear god, everything was so delicate and scented.

'Bloody hell' though Severus as he walked over to a cabinet full of name embroidered towels that smelled like fresh roses, 'this has to be a girl's bathroom.'

After examining the bathroom, he stepped back into his room and opened the curtains to let the light come in. The room was absolutely perfect and much better decorated then Severus's own private quarters.

He walked over to the dresser and opened one of the cabinets. They were totally empty, but there was a small bit a parchment adressed to Severus himself laying there. Severus, half curious and half confused, picked it up and opened it. His eyes began to scan the the parchment.

"Dear Severus," he read, "Hello from Albus. If you have opened this drawer, then I suspect that you wonder why your clothes have not been moved up."

'That's for sure,' thought Severus, as walked over to his new bed and sat down.

"Surely you do not believe you can wear your normal garments. You must wear a school uniform of course being Head Boy." Severus was sure that Dumbledore had had a wonderful time writing this. "You will be going to Diagon Alley tommorrow to pick up your school robes, school supplies, and some regular clothes I suggest. All and all Sincerely, Albus."

He expected him to get school robes let alone wear them! He had to talk to Albus about this later.

Severus had just stood up to close the drawer from which the letter came, when he heard a scream, Ms. Granger's scream! He quickly whipped out his wand and ran towards the girl's bedroom.

'Oh shit,' though Severus as he entered the bedroom which was identical to his own, 'I screw it up on the first day!' Seeing that there was no one in the bedroom, Severus opened the door to the bathroom. Just as the Head Boy opened the door, he ran straight into the Head Girl, who had been standing right there. The two were sent flying to the marble floor.

"Oh bloody, that hurt!" exclaimed Hermione from underneath Severus. Severus, rubbing his head, slowly rolled over on the floor beside her, laying on his back.

"What was that for?" asked Hermione as she sat up and dusted herself off, not there was anything to dust off anyway. Severus, who now had a pounding headache, sat up as well to realize that he sat up to fast.

"I thought you were hurt," said Severus, now laying back down holding his hand hard to his forehead.

"I was just excited about the bathroom and how would you suppose I would get hurt in a bathroom?" she asked as she got up from the floor. Before he could answer, Hermione noticed blood coming down from where his hand was pressed so dearly against his forehead. She kneeled back down beside him and took his hand away from his bloody forehead. He starred at the girl as she examined the cut on his forehead. He barely noticed that he had been starring till she got up and walked over to the sink.

"This hardly the way I'd expect to use my Head bathroom for the first time," she said as she took one of the hand towels and soaked it under that faucet. She turned off the sink and kneeled back down to the injured mate. She handed him the towel. Severus of course took it thankfully and placed it against his forehead.

"Thanks," he said as he glanced back at her, "If it make you feel any better, you can have one of the towels from my bathroom. I don't take to the rose scent to much." She gave out a little laugh at the joke, and he did as well.

"It's alright," she said as she got up from the floor and offered him a hand up. He took it and got up, while still holding the compress to his head.

"Shall we get to the dinner then," said Severus as he walked over to the bathroom door.

"Yes we shall," said Hermione as she followed him out the door, "but first let's get a bandage on that cut." She gestured to his forehead. After a quick healing spell, the two made their way to the Great Hall.

The two walked into the Great Hall chattering away, unaware of surprised eyes and some twinkling ones from Proffesor Dumbledore and Professor McGongall. Professor Dumbledore got up from his seat at the head table and walked up to the two who had mad there way to the front of it.

"Severus," he said as he wrapped his arm over Severus and Hermione leading to them to their seats, "Hermione, glad you could join us for dinner. Take a seat." The two got into their seats that were right besides each other. The other Professors were silent until Professor McGongall broke the silence.

"So everybody, this is Severus's nephew, Severus," she said, as the faces were even more shocked, "...ironically." Everyone immediantly got up from their chairs and began introducing themselves to Severus.

As soon as that was settled, the delicious meal was presented and conversations were started.

"So Mr. Snape," said Professor Flitwick as he helped himself some mash potatoes, "Are you an expert at Charms?"

"Yes, I believe so," replied Severus as he put his fork down on his plate, "but I rather believe my speciality is Potions."

"Potions?!" said Madam Hooch, who was apparently listening to the conversation, "Just like your uncle I suppose. Are you any good at Quidditch?"

"I'm alright I guess," lied Severus.

Honestly, Severus had never really been good at using a broom, not that he gave it much try. He hadn't really been fond of flying after his first flying lesson when he had gotten a bucking broom and had been thrown several feet. He shuttered at the memory. Before he had gone through that, he had always been fascinated by flying and thought of it as some freedom from his real world, but all of that had been shattered from bad experiences.

"Good," said Madam Hooch, "then would you and Ms. Granger care to help me set up the the Quidditch pitch tonight for the upcoming season?"

"Sure, Madam Hooch. We'd love to help," answered Hermione happily before Severus could answer.

'Oh jolly,' though Severus as he sunk back into his chair, as all the conversations continued.

The three made there way to the Quidditch field just as the sun was setting. Severus was barely keeping up from all the things he was carrying, brooms, about 20 banners, and whole bunch of other crap in Severus's opinion. The other two strolled easily as they carrying the crate of Quidditch balls and hoops.

"What a lovely sunset," said Hermione, as she and Madam Hooch dropped the large crate in the middle of the gigantic field. Severus, who was juggling the objects, managed to slip on one of loose banners right.

"Lovely," said Severus sarcastically, as he pushed the stuff off himself, "just lovely."

"You do realize you could of used a levitating spell," said Hermione turning to him. Severus mumbled a sarcasdic imitation of Hermione, as he pushed more stuff off himself.

"Come on you two," said Madam Hooch, as she picked up three brooms from the pile of mess that was Severus, "time to hang up the House banners."

Severus got up and took the broom from her and looked down at the pile of banners. "I call I get to hang up Slytherin." Hermion shrugged as she took the broom from Madam Hooch and began to pick up the Gryffindor's scarlet and gold banners.

After an hour of setting up the banners and cleaning up the stands and junk, Severus tiredly landed near Madam Hooch and Hermione, who had finished as well.

"Well now that we have that settled, let's have a little round of one on one Quidditch," said Madam Hooch as she opened the crate. Just before Severus could protest, once again Hermione butted in.

"Cool," said Hermione as she jumped up and down in excitement, "I've never played Quidditch before!"

'Oh blood grand!' though Severus, as he got on his broom once again.

Any good? I thought it was cute when they ran into each other. Please R&R.

A new chapter should probably be out this weekend since I already have it written. I'm just making you wait because I mean. Mwhahahahahahaha!