Authors Note: Sorry it took so long again, I started school and well I'm basically writing a paper a day, which is very stressfull. I can't make any promises but I'm going to try and update every Friday night. I'm sorry again, but please enjoy chapter 7 of Life As We Know It.

"Potter get down here now!" Snape yelled, interrupting Harry from the middle of his game of hit the goblin (sort of like the game, hit the mole).

Harry moaned, why did Snape have to interrupt him in the middle of the game when he was finally winning. Harry looked over at Draco, trying to get his attention; Harry needed his help, he didn't know how to find his way back downstairs.

"Ermm Draco, I'm supposed to go back downstairs." Harry told a still upset Draco.

Draco gave Harry an icy glare.

"That's good for you. Why should I care?" Draco said with a smirk on his face.

Harry knew Draco would do this. Draco was still upset about losing to him and the best way for Draco to get back at him was allowing Harry to get lost. Harry sighed; he knew that without Draco's help he was definitely going to be lost. There were so many twists and turns that they had taken to get up here and Harry's 8 year old mind couldn't remember them all.

"Common Draco, please tell me. I'll get lost."

Draco laughed, "Exactly Stone. I want you to."

Harry glared daggers at him but then gathered his guts and left the play room. If Draco wasn't going to help him, he definitely wasn't going to stay there and wait for Snape to come up and get him. Harry still didn't know what to think of the Snape person, but he knew from just looking at him that getting on his bad side was like Dudley without dessert. Harry shuddered at that thought, but continued on his long journey downstairs.

"Ok, when we started up here we turned left to go up the stairs, or was it right? Uh, left. Then we made a right turn into another hallway, and then went up some more stairs. Then we umm, went right- or was it left?" Harry was frustrated; he just couldn't remember how he made it upstairs.

Harry decided to make a left in the long dark hallway, reaching a dark gloomy stairway. He went down about 2 flights, and then the stair ended. Harry was confused, he went the wrong way. The room he ended up in was very unfamiliar. The walls had portraits of people in funny cloaks, even funnier then the one he was wearing. The room was dusty and dark, and Harry could've sworn that something was watching him.

"Is anyone in here? Can you help me? I think I'm lost." Harry asked in a small scared voice. He was regretting leaving the play room.

There was silence, but then Harry saw a white glow appear in front of him. The glow caused him to become very cold and made him start shivering. Then the glow spoke. Causing Harry to scream.

"What are you doing in this room child? No one that is not of the ancient Snape line is allowed in. Want to know about the fate of those few who do wander in?" The glow said in a cruel raspy voice.

Harry tried to run, but his legs were frozen from terror. Harry was very scared, he would rather have been anywhere but facing the frightening glow, even with the Dursleys.

"I'll tell you then child, I torture them. I make them suffer!" The ghost said, and then started laughing manically.

"That's enough, Riles."

Never in his life was Harry as great full to see someone. As Snape appeared from nowhere Harry had the sudden urge to hug the man. Grinning madly Harry went over to Snape's side. Now that dumb glow couldn't hurt him, well if it did Snape would be there to get him back. Even in the short time Harry had met Snape, Harry just knew that Snape would protect him from anything maybe he got this idea from the fact that Snape was allowing himself to tag alonge for the adventure.

"Ahh, Severus. Is he yours?" The glow named Riles asked.

"He's a student of mine; he was lost and wandered in here unintentionally. Therefore no need to hurt him; he has no clue of what this room is." Snape said coolly.

Then he turned to Harry and spoke to him.

"We're leaving now; I have another errand to run. Then I will take you back to your, parents."

Harry nodded in approval. Then followed Snape as they left the glow and the room.

"What was that thing?" Harry asked curiously.

"A ghost, an evil ghost that is particularly nasty." The man said looking straight ahead, but with an annoyed look on his face.

Harry thought it was best to not question Snape anymore at the moment. Though, he was surprised at knowing that he had just met a ghost. The thought was semi- amazing and semi- terrifying.

Snape led them out of the house and into the lawn where they first arrived.

"Hold on to me tight, we're going to travel by the same way we arrived here."

Harry grabbed the man's arm and held on, awaiting the terrible sensation that was going to happen at any minute.

A/N: Told you I'd put Snape in this chapter. Way more in the next one. I don't believe I have planned anymore Draco for the future, but there might be other cannon characters that show up in this fic, and I've decided to allow this to fit for the Harry Potter books 1-5. Not 6 because I changed Snape's parentage.