AN: I'm really sorry, I was going to update this last month, but then I broke my leg and I couldn't sit up and it is really complicated to lie on your back and type. So I hope you are not mad, here is the new chapter, I hope you enjoy it and review.

Disclaimer: I do not own or have any rights to Harry Potter; all rights go to their respective owners.

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Harry drew his breath and looked at the door in front of him. He had never been here before, nobody was really stupid enough to come to this part of the dungeons. He collected all his courage and knocked gently at the door leading to Snapes' private rooms. Even with all the courage he had collected his heart almost jumped out of his chest when the door opened and the professor let him in.

For a while he just stood there standing. This was not what he had expected. It was so bright, the rooms where colored in emerald green and he had plants everywhere. The walls where decorated with pictures of landscape and animals and it was so clean that the walls and floor almost shined. He was so captivated by what he saw that he didn't notice his professors growing impatience.

"Contrary to your beliefs Mr. Potter, I do not have all day to listen to your plans to solve the impossible." Snape snapped. Harry almost jumped out of his skin, but turned his attention over to the professor.

"Yes sir." He mumbled and put his books and notes down on the table. He was going to leave them there for the professor to look through, because he really doubted that he would be able to explain it very good. He sucked in a deep breath and started. "Well, I remember reading something about removal spells in a book I found a while back and I thought that one of those might work."

Snape raised his eyebrows and glared at him. "Mere removal spells will not work against the dark mark Potter, do you really believe that the professor and I did not try every known spell after the dark lord disappeared?" Snape looked at him and Harry gulped.

"I know you did Professor, but this is not a known spell. Ifounditinabookinthechambero fsecrets, it'swrittenbysalazarslytherin." Harry rushed the last part not knowing how his Professor would take it.

Snape just stared at him for a while. "Excuse me, I do not believe I heard that last part, Potter."

Harry huffed and repeated it at a slower pace this time. "I found a book in the chamber of secrets. The book is written in parselscript and is written by Salazar slytherin." Snape looked surprised, but Harry was not looking forwards to what he now had to tell him.

"However there is one thing I have to know before I will know which spell to use." Harry broke off, perhaps he should have done this with Professor Dumbledore present, then at least he would have known he was going to survive it. "I will have to know the exact words Voldy used when he marked you, but as he was speaking parseltounge…"

"You will have to view the memory as I cannot tell you." Snape finished for him and Harry nodded.

Snape looked at him for a long while, contemplating what to do. Had you told him that this would happen a few weeks before he would have cursed you and not even thought about letting Potter see any of his memories. But now things were different. Potter was not the spoilt little idiotic brat he thought him to be. He was actually smart.

"Fine, Potter, but if you tell anyone apart from Dumbledore I will use your intestines as potions ingredients." Harry nodded quickly and assured him that he would tell no one. "We will meet in the headmasters' office tomorrow after dinner and you will view the memories." Harry nodded again.

"Oh, I brought my notes on the spell and the proceedings together with a translated version of the spells and potion ingredients so that you could read up on it if you wanted to Professor." Harry said before he left the rooms. The professor nodded and motioned for him to leave. He had a lot to think about.

Harry could not believe that Snape had actually agreed to it. He had imagined having to go through weeks of trying to convince him or that he would have to sit through hours of Snape trying to repeat the sounds he had heard. But he was glad that the professor had agreed and that he had deiced that they would proceed the next evening. It would give him time to prepare and perhaps translate more of the book. He started to walk back to the dorms, so caught up in his thoughts that he walked straight into the fat lady. He shook himself out of his thoughts and gave her the passwords.

When he got in he almost walked straight into Ron and he felt a headache rising. He was so not in the mood to deal with Ron, but it seemed like he had other ideas.

"Well, look here mighty Potter had graced us with his presence." Harry raised his eyebrows at how similar Ron sounded to Malfoy, and then he got it. Malfoy had used the same insult many times before and he almost laughed out loud.

"Is it really that hard to come up with insults, Weasley? You have to go and steal some of Malfoys." He shared a grin with Hermione, who had come down to see what the ruckus was about. He saw Rons face heat up in embarrassment and hid another grin.

"We…well, at least I'm not an ungrateful lying bastard." Ron shouted. Harry shook his head and sighed.

"Weasley, you lied for years about being my best friend and telling me how you would never betray me, you never appreciate what you get or what you have, that makes you ungrateful and my parents were married when I was born so I am not a bastard. If you are going to insult me at least come up with something new and something true. It is just sad that you have to steal the insults Malfoy have been using for years." He huffed in mock sadness and walked around Ron and joined Hermione in front of the fire.

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Well that was that for this chapter, Please review and tell me what you thought, what do you want to happen next, do you have some ideas for insults, new twists or you just want to say something please do so. I appreciate all and any feedback I can get.