Disclaimer: (whistling suspiciously) I didn't steal Harry Potter. What? Why
are all of you looking at me?

Hey what did you think of the last chapter! Ha ha! She kicked him in the
"area"! Okay I changed the summary to this slightly. I was going to change
it completely, but I think that would give out to much of the story. The
very last chapter of this story will have the epilogue, my goodbyes, and the
real point of this story.

You guys are all lucky I was writing this while I was waiting for something
to download. If I wasn't bored you probably wouldn't have this chapter for
at least another week.

Hint: It's going to get even better when Severus gets sorted. Let's just
say they'll be a new character for all of you to hate. He he and I'm not
talking about me.

Another Hint: The last word for the epilogue and story is professor for now.
It might change. That doesn't include my thank you stuff.

I need new ideas for my disclaimer. Please suggest some along with your
review.

A Teenaged Snape?

"Stupid...jackass Dumbledore..." mumbled Snape, as Hermione followed him
through crowds of people through Diagon Alley. If Hermione's following him
through Diagon Alley and he's cursing Dumbledore than it's obvious that he
made him take her along. It wasn't that Severus disliked Hermione, it's just
that she constantly asked him where they were going or got lost among the
crowds. Honestly, Severus knew he should be keeping an eye out for her, but
with the enormous amount of people it would be okay as Dumbledore had told
him.

So here he was in the middle of a extremely crowded street trying to get what
he needed with Hermione trying to catch up. Once again, she slipped out of
his sight for the 50th time.

"Keep up, Ms. Granger," said Severus, as he grabbed her hand and pulled her
through the crowds.

"It's Hermione and I'm trying the best I can without you telling me where
your going," said Hermione, just as she got smothered by an huge wizard
trying to make his way past her. Severus pulled her out from there and led
her into a shop Hermione had never been to before. She looked around in
amazement at the shop filled with tons and tons of jars filled with things
of all sorts.

"What is this place?" asked Hermione, as she straighten out her robes. She
then noticed that Severus was still holding her hand. He seemed to have
noticed as he quickly saw her glance at their hand connection. Severus let
go of her hand quickly leaving her blushing slightly.

'She must be flushed from being in the crowds,' thought Severus, as he
turned and began to examine the things in the jars. He thought nothing more
of it.

"This is were I- I mean my uncle gets his potion ingredients," said Severus
catching his mistake just in time.

"Oh," said Hermione, as she watched over his shoulder at what he was looking
at. After examining that he moved onto the next jar and Hermione followed
suit still looking over his shoulder. He moved over once again and once
again she did the same. Severus was beginning to get annoyed.

"Would you cut that out?!" said Severus angrily, as he turned face to well
he sort of had to look down since she was a half a head shorter than him. He
had not shrunken in height at all seeing how he had been the same height at
this age, but Hermione had grown as well now coming up to his chin. She
seemed startled by the sudden movement.

"What?" said Hermione, " I'm just interested in what you're looking at."
Severus, still being annoyed, mumbled something under his breath that
sounded a whole lot like the word "annoying" and "Hermione" was in as he
walked over to the clerks desk were a short man was sitting on a high stool
and reading the Daily Prophet. The man looked up from his newspaper.

"Can I help you sir?" he asked not even getting off his stool or putting
down his newspaper. Clearly he did not believe that the teenager was worth
any of his time.

"I'm looking for some of these ingredients," answered Severus, as he pulled
out a piece of folded parchment and began to open it. The man pushed his
glasses up, as he took the paper from Severus and began to read down the
list.

"Sorry young man, but only Potion Masters are allowed to purchase these
ingredients," he said with a snort, "and the youngest one's a 37 year old
named Severus Snape. The other 4 are in seventies and higher and you don't
look 70." Severus glanced behind him to see Hermione examining some of the
jars on the far wall next and another wizard or witch, he could not tell
with the person's hood up, looking at some cauldrons on sale to far to hear
them. Exactly what he wanted. He didn't want anyone to hear this.

"I assure you. I am Severus Snape," whispered Severus. The clerk looked
amused. He did not believe him.

"And I'm Albus Dumbledore's dog," said the man sarcastically, "So what if
you say your him, what proof do you got? I bet you don't even know what the
Potion Master's seal looks like or can even pay for these ingredients." This
man was starting to piss Severus off. Of course he knew exactly what the
Potion Master's seal looked like. When a Potion Master or Mistress got there
got their Potion Masters degree a seal spell was placed on their wands.
This, they could use as identification and get them any ingredients they
wanted. He could afford them too. He had enough money to buy the store, but
that's another story for later.

So Severus whipped out his wand, and taking the parchment with the
ingredients he placed the tip of it on it's blank back side. Almost
immediately the tip of Severus's wand lit up and the paper seemed to be on
fire. The smoke soon cleared over the paper and revealed burned on the paper
the Potion Master's symbol. The sales clerk seemed dumb struck as he picked
up the paper and began to examine the seal.

"Is that enough proof?" asked Severus proudly.

"But that's impossible," said the clerk as he put the parchment down,
"Severus Snape is 37 and I've seen him myself countless times."

"I had a little accident and I would like it if you don't mention it to
anyone," said Severus. The clerk nodded reluctantly and went into his
back room to obtain the ingredients. Severus glanced behind himself once
again to see Hermione tapping on a jar and the hooded person still looking
at the cauldrons.

The clerk soon came out with the ingredients in a large paper bag, just as
Hermione walked over beside Severus.

"That'll be 756 galleons. How would you like to pay for it, Mr. Snape?" he
said as he placed the bag on the counter and handing him a bill.

"756 galleons?!" said Hermione in shock, "Holy shit, Severus! How are you
going to pay for that?"

"I'll charge," said Severus, as he placed the tip of his wand to the bill.

"I, Severus Snape, charge 756 galleons to vault 691 at Gringotts ," said
Severus. Just like when Severus had shown the clerk the Potion Master's
seal, the tip of Severus's wand lit up and once again it burned something
into the bill. He handed the bill to the clerk, who once again pushed his
glasses and examined the bill.

"I guess you'll be charging this to your family vault then," said the clerk.
Hermione was quite confused. She had a vault at Gringotts too, but she had
never heard of family vaults. Okay, the Weasley's had there vault but that
was under their parent's names.

"What do you mean family vault?" asked Hermione, "What are those and how did
you know that?"

"It's a vault shared by an entire family," explained the clerk, "Only
certain families with a certain amount of wealth can obtain them. And Mr.
Snape here signs with his family crest, so that's how I know." He showed
Hermione the bill. There on the bottom of the bill was a shield that was
green and silver with a giant, golden S in the middle. There was also
crossed swords going through it and a crown on top. On the bottom there was
a small sort of banner on it that ready something in Latin that Hermione
couldn't understand.

"What's this thing on the bottom in Latin?" asked Hermione to Severus, who
was watching her with curiosity.

"Snape family motto," said Snape, now grabbing the bag off the counter, "It
means 'Live as a Snape, die as a Snape'. Want to get some lunch now?"
Hermione nodded and handed the bill to the clerk. The two made their way to
a little restaurant just a couple of stores away.

Placing the bag down on one of the empty seats, the two settled themselves
at once of the tables outside the restaurant. A 20 year old looking waitress
came out to take their orders.

"Hey handsome, what will you have?" asked the waitress to Severus. He seemed
to be in shock to be called handsome.

"Um..I'll have a number one and can I get a bottle of butter beer," ordered
Severus turning red in embarrassment, as he handed her the menu.

"And I'll have another four with the same," said Hermione, as she to handed
her menu in as well. The waitress soon left to get their orders, leaving a
grinning Hermione and a embarrassing looking Severus.

"I have never been called handsome," said Severus starting to turn back to
his normal color. Hermione seemed quite surprised.

"Really? Because you are.." she stopped, "...never mind." Severus raised his
brow again at the sudden stop.

"So how did you know how to read that motto in Latin," she asked trying to
change the subject. Severus lowered his brow.

"We besides the fact that my father always constantly told me to 'live as a
Snape, and to die as one', I do know how to speak Latin," he said.

"You do? All I know is to how to speak Italian because my mom's side is
Italian," said Hermione.

"Ah...Quanto buono è il vostro italiano?" asked Severus. Hermione looked
absolutely surprised that he spoke Italian too. She soon realized that she
had been in shock for about 30 seconds just sitting there starring at him
wide eyed.

"Um..no my Italian isn't up to that speed. I can only get a few words," she
said in slight embarrassment that she didn't know how to respond in Italian,
"Wow, you know how to speak Italian too? Do you know any others?"

"I know how to speak a couple of languages," said Severus looking down at
the table trying not to look her in the eye.

"Which one's?" asked Hermione in wonder.

"French, German, Finnish, Russian, Spanish, Gaelic (old Irish language), and
Portuguese," mumbled Severus now looking at his feet, "and Latin, Italian,
and English like I told you." Hermione thought him knowing how to speak how
to speak Italian was surprising, she nearly fell on her face listening to
long list of languages.

"You...you know how to speak 10 languages!?" she exclaimed nearly falling
back in her seat. Severus nodded finally staring back at her. "Dear god! You
must be a genius! Could you teach me how to get my Italian better than?"

"Sure, why not," said Severus, just as their orders arrived.

The whole time during lunch, Hermione kept asking him to translate things in
one of the languages he knew. It was quite amusing to see her face in awe
the entire time. After they had finished their lunches paid for by Severus,
gotten their books, supplies, robes, and some regular clothes in London
which Hermione picked for him, Severus led Hermione once again to another
shop that she did not know in Diagon Alley.

"What's this place, Sev?" she asked looking around the shop that was line
with paint brushes, paints, clay for molding, and everything else that could
be involved with art.

"It's an art supply store," said Severus, as he began to examine some paint
brushes. Hermione once again was in shock with Severus seemed to be
absolutely different from his uncle.

"You do art?" asked Hermione as she counted the number of colors of paint
they had.

"I do some drawing, painting, molding, carving, and my specialty, pectus
statuarius (A/N once again not exactly sure)," said Severus, as he began to
pick out some paint brushes.

"Pectus statuarius?" said Hermione in confusion, as she continued to count.

"It means mind of statues," said Severus, as he moved on to pick out some
blocks of different kinds of stones all different sizes, "It's a type of art
form of carving with magic with stones like this piece."
He gestured to the stone he was holding. "It will carve anything that comes
from the heart and mind. They can move to like paintings and photographs,
but it takes a lot of patience and time. It's highly difficult so it's not
that common and it's highly expensive to do."

"Why?" asked Hermione, as she walked over to his side.

"Because their made of stone and they turn out the best if there made out of
expensive stone like gold or marble. And the more expensive the material
gets, the harder it is to carve it. Diamond is the hardest one to use and
the most expensive, but it turns out the most beautiful if you can control
it," he answered. Hermione seemed rather fascinated at the subject.

"I see," she said as she felt the smoothness of a piece of quartz, "so
what's the most expensive material or stone you've ever used?"

"Solid gold," said Severus casually. Again something new she would never
suspect at all. He kept surprising her and surprising her every minute with
talents and knowledge.

"Solid gold?" she said in shock once again.

"Yeah, it turned out beautifully, now I might go on to using diamond some
day, but that might be to risky," he said as he picked up a piece of crystal
that was about the size of his hand.

"Could you show me how you carve one when we get back to Hogwarts?" she
asked.

"Sure, I was going to do some magic carving today anyway," he said.

After everything was brought to Hogwarts and Severus and Hermione had sorted
out their purchases, Severus began setting up an area in the living room for
the demonstration. Hermione watched with great interest when Severus set up
a stand in the middle of their common room.
"Okay I'm just going to show you something quick because it's almost time
for dinner okay?" he asked. She nodded as she sat down on a chair to witness
this form of art that was completely new to her.
"I want you to be absolutely silent until I tell you can talk," he said as
he placed the piece of crystal he had bought today on the stand. She nodded
again.

Drawing out his wand, Severus closed his eyes and placed the tip of his wand
to the piece of crystal. He then began to mutter some words under his breath
that Hermione could not make out. His wand began to light up. Slowly the
solid crystal started to turn into what looked like liquid. It started to
wiggle as if it were jello. After a few minutes, their was one last blinding
light that cause Hermione to blink several times before she realized that
Severus was done.

"I thought you said it takes a lot of time?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah, but I've been doing this for a long time," he said, "close your eyes
for a second and hold your hands out." Hermione quickly obeyed and a few
seconds later, she felt something being placed in her hand, a moving thing!
Her eyes quickly flew open to see one of the most beautiful things she had
ever seen. Laying in her hand was a perfectly carved, majestic horse running
around in the palm of her hand on a crystal platform that looked like grass.
"Sev, it's beautiful," she said in awe. She looked up at him who was
standing in front of her looking down at the horse as well. He looked up at
her and gave her a smile that made Hermione, oddly, feel warm inside. She
starred at him for what seemed like hours, but it was really only a moment
because Severus went to put the stand away. Hermione just sat there admiring
the horse with a small smile on her face.

"Ready to go to dinner?" said Severus, as he made his way down the stairs to
her side. Hermione did not respond bet continued to look at the horse that
was now eating some of crystal grass.

"Hermione?" he called once again.

"Hmmm..what?" said Hermione as she finally snapped out of her own world and
looked up at him.

"Ready for dinner?" he asked. She nodded and they both made their way to
dinner with the little horse still left on the set where Hermione had sat.

That night Hermione laid in her bed just starring at the beautiful horse
admiring it. The horse wasn't really what Hermione was thinking. She was
thinking about a certain sweet boy who was sleeping just across the hall in
the pajamas she had chosen for him. He's name was Severus Snape.

Hey I loved writing this chapter! If you could guess from how freaking long
this chapter is. I loved when he gave her the horse. Please R&R and I love
all my reviewers. Thank you so much!