Disclaimer- All cannon characters belong to JK Rowling and one else belongs to me just like the plot, unless stated otherwise. It will likely be awhile until I can add another chapter or update this story. I've got a lot of other things I'm working on now; school assignments and stuff but this fan fic will be one of my top priorities. Please bare with me-Gadget

CHAPTER 1 Anita Clawsyn's POV

I left Professor Snape standing in the middle of the potion's classroom with the handsome wizard that had suddenly interrupted our class. I assumed the man was a wizard simply because he was on the school grounds but he was also dressed like the average Muggle. I suppose the Headmaster could have given him leave to enter the castle freely but even then, why would a Muggle want to speak with Snape? That snarky bastard had little respect when it came to Muggle-born students, I couldn't imagine how he would treat someone without any magical ability.

But the man, Snape had called him 'Halo', had seemed happy to see Snape. Actually, he had seemed a little excited although it was difficult to tell through those dark glasses. And what was the reason behind those sunglasses anyway? Was there something wrong with his eyes? Was he maybe of the breed of seers that didn't have eyes at all? That would be pretty neat if he was but I doubted it, seers with that kind of bind to the Spirit were very rare.

Still, it would be an excellent learning experience for me and for my students. Well, still technically Snape's class until the last semester. Anyway, like I was saying, a seer of that breed could help me to educate the students and even some of the other professors about the potions used to induce pseudo-hallucinations and false predictions. Both of which seemed to be growing more and more common since the Dark Lord's defeat by the Order of the Phoenix several years ago when I was still in the Academy.

Speaking of the Academy, it was where I met Professor Snape and learned that he wished to teach at the Academy and give his position over to someone else. I told him that I was interested and that I could get him a private meeting with the Dean who happened to be my grandfather. Professor Snape agreed on behalf of Headmaster Dumbledore and seven months later, here I am co-teaching his classes.

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Professor stuck his head through the doorway, his eyes strangely bright in the dim light of the closet. "I'm going to escort Mr. Spencer to the Headmaster's office. You have free reign of the classroom until I return."

"Thank you sir," I picked up the binder I used to hold a written copy of the assignments he gave to our students, I kept them to use once I took over his position.

I reentered the potion's classroom just as he was leaving with the smaller man. Spencer was smiling up at my 'boss' and Snape offered him a grin in return; it was a little scary to tell the truth. I had only seen Snape 'smile' once before and at the time it hadn't been a pleasant smile. It had been cynical.

Professor Snape was a pretty cool dude, bitter, yes, but still a really cool guy to hang around with. He knew a lot of interesting students past and present, Professor Lupin included. Now I liked Lupin even though he looked like cat-spit-up dragged in by an epileptic dog. Actually, as I'd stayed in the castle for part of the summer, I had discovered that most of the Professors were pretty cool. I was looking forward to teaching with them in the coming years.

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Snape POV

The Headmaster hugged Halo so tightly and so excitedly that he was lifted completely off the ground. My former lover hugged him back, a true smile spreading across his tanned face.

"Ah!" The Headmaster exclaimed after setting Halo back on his feet. "Welcome back my boy! Welcome back!"

"Thanks Headmaster, it's great to be back. Sorry I was so late in getting here."

Dumbledore gestured for us to sit in the overstuffed leather chairs of his office. "It's quite alright. The position is still yours if you want it."

Halo crossed his shapely legs; legs that belonged more on a women than a man. "Oh, yeah, I still want it."

I looked toward the Headmaster and Halo, feeling out of the loop. "Albus," I said. "I wasn't aware that there were positions available."

"Madam Hooch is retiring," He told me. "Halo will take her place as flight instructor and Quidditch referee."

I glanced over at my former lover and he just shrugged. He'd never told me he liked Quidditch, actually, I'd never even seen him on a broom. During the year he had worked as my assistant he had shown little-to-no interest in the sport. He was built for the sport, as slender and lean as he had been a decade ago and his Sidhe blood gave him added strength and agility. I had watched him perform back-flips, hand-springs and various other circus tricks hundreds of times to know that broom-flight wouldn't come close to tiring him out.

"That's great Halo!" I said, grabbing his arm and squeezing it.

"I know," He grinned at me. "I so cannot wait."

The Headmaster passed around an overflowing candy dish and Halo stuffed multiple pieces in his pockets. "Why don't you tell Severus and me about what you've been up to these last ten years?"

Halo twirled a lock of his hair around his finger absentmindedly. "I've been with the Sidhe."

"The Sidhe?" I asked. I could remember his dislike for the fey folk based on the knowledge that he had been abandoned by his Sidhe father even before his mother grew ill and died.

"Yeah, after Grandmother died in '98 I went searching for my father." He told us. "I needed closure about where I came from and about what my mom was like. Once I was there, I didn't want to leave any more."

More to come eventually.- Gadget