Title: Snape's Revenge
Rating: K
Summary: Voldemort makes Snape Headmaster but when Voldemort tells him who will be Muggle Studies Professor and Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Snape has his own ideas on who would be perfect for the positions. Guess who comes to Hogwarts?
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, they all belong to J.K Rowling, but I do like to play with them.
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To Bergere: Thanks for your review and Minerva will have more importance then before. Also you'll find out more about the characters and what's driving them to do what they do.
To Voldemort is Dead: In this chapter your not going to hear what Snape has to say about the names but the next chapter you will. About Mr. Short and Mrs. Swish, lets just say the thing between them is nasty.
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Chapter 11: Assault
When Snape got home he settled in his chair and thought about what had happened. Something just wasn't right at the half-way gallery and it wasn't due to the sculptor that looked like the inside of his stomach. Personally he didn't think there was anything really exciting about the paintings that everyone was going nuts about in there but that wasn't his area anymore. Snape got up and headed over to his table to start working when he noticed that his work area was a mess. Papers, ink, quill, and other things were scattered everywhere.
Snape didn't know if this was due to the fact that the cats were protesting that he was late with their snack or they were trying to tell him something. Personally he felt that it was more the male's fault in this matter then the female's. He picked everything up and straightened them out. He then sat down and started working on his first review to go along with the photo's that were taken. An hour later he had something punched up and he gave the two cats something to snack on just in-case that had been the reason.
"Be good," he told the two and then left.
As he walked he wondered if Mrs. Swish was going to make good on her threat to kill the owner if he continued the show of paintings or if it was just something that she had spoken due to be drunk or even mad. Normally if your mad, and don't mean it when your mad, then you realize your mistake when you've gotten over it. He pulled himself out of his thoughts just in-time to see Arthur Weasley coming out of Flourish and Blotts. Arthur picked him up a mile away and headed over to him.
The office was only a few yards away and he saved himself by diving in and closing the door before Arthur got to him. He was sure that the man would start on him since he was the one that was responsible for Fred's missing ear. The man gave him such a look that he could feel the hate coming off of him even though the closed door. He gave a sigh of relief and turned his copy in.
"What's wrong with him?" the woman asked, pointing to the hated look that was coming from Arthur Weasley.
"I accidentally cut off his son's ear," Snape told her. "I sent Fred and new one but I don't think that was good enough for the father."
The woman shook her head and took the type away.
If Snape thought that Arthur was going to leave him alone just because he was in a public place he was sadly mistaken and that mistake was painful. He had popped his head out to see if the coast was clear and had just made it past the office when he was cut down by a fist. He went down like a house of cards and the punching didn't stop. What made it worse was the fact that no one stopped him and the only thing that Snape could do was pass out.
When he came to he was back in his room and the cats were looking at him with worry. Several potions were on the table and he recognized them as Anti-Swelling, Pain, and Infection. He drank them all and that's when he noticed the note. He opened it and read:
Dear Severus,
Sorry about what dad did. George and I were locking up when we saw that you were on the ground. Both of us took you up to your room, with the help of Tom, and got you into bed. Professor Slughorn dropped off the potions. Thanks for the new ear and great column on what Umbridge and Rita had done.
Fred
PS! Beautiful Cats
"The Weasley twins think you're beautiful," Snape told them when the swelling had gone down.
The cats, especially Yum Yum, looked at him with a worried look but Snape turned over and went back to sleep.
Snape stayed away from Diagon Alley for awhile, though he did go to another gallery that really didn't have anything of interest for his next article but it did have a strange cat and a strange story. The man that worked on maintenance told him all about it.
"Sweetcakes knew that she was up to no good," the man said.
"And who was she?" Snape asked.
"Tara Praddle," the man said. "She came by for something and Sweetcakes attacked her. Great kitty, Sweetcakes."
"Was she caught?" Snape asked.
"No, she got away," the man said. "But if Tara comes back Sweetcakes will be waiting on her."
"No doubt about that," Snape told him.
He called the camera man to come by and take shots worth printing. They were ancient Roman art and that was something that he could appreciate. The camera man agreed with him.
"The boss liked those shots that I took last week," he said. "And naturally your article will be in the art column."
"I'm glad I could help," Snape told him. "I'm just hoping that when I send my article in that Arthur Weasley isn't waiting on me."
"What are you talking about?" the camera man asked him, a worried look on his face.
He related what had happened and he shook his head. "You should report him."
"Yeah and then I'll get beaten up by Mrs. Weasley," Snape told him.
"I still do it," the man said.
Snape told him that he would think about it.
When he got back a letter was waiting for him but there was no name on it. He opened it and felt his heart leave his chest. It was in red and it read as following:
Stay away from my children or you'll suffer
Snape wrote to Mrs. Lupin at once.
An hour later the young Auror appeared and Snape showed her the letter and told her of the assault that Mr. Weasley had given him. Mrs. Lupin gave him a narrowed look and at first he thought she didn't believe him. Finally she spoke.
"It seems that the Weasley clan, minus Fred and George, has decided that you're to evil to breath," she said. "I've tried to explain to them that this sort of action will not be tolerated but they don't care."
"I can't believe it," Snape said. "The cutting of Fred's ear was an accident."
"And that's what Dumbledore's painting said but the Weasley family refuses to believe it."
Snape groaned.
"I have to go by the Weasley shop to turn my type in," Snape told her. "I'm ordered to by the Ministry of Magic."
"Well if they give you anymore problems let me know," Mrs. Lupin said. "I'll let the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement know this."
"Thanks," Snape said.
"Want me to escort you to the Daily Prophet?" Mrs. Lupin asked.
"Not until I have my type ready," Snape told her. "And also I don't want you to lose that baby. How's the baby doing?"
"Well," she said. "He's kicking hard and something I think I have bruises inside my stomach."
"That will pass," Snape told her. "So how is Flitwick doing as the temporary Headmaster?"
"Fine," Mrs. Lupin answered. "So how's Minerva doing?"
"She's doing fine," Snape told her. "She has already come up with names for the children and I'm not going to tell her that she can't name them what she wants. She's the one that has been there from the first moment. I've been either locked away or stuck here. So any news about the wayward Death Eaters?"
"We caught Grayback and Bellatrix's husband," Mrs. Lupin reported. "We're hoping that they'll give up more Death Eaters."
"I highly doubt they will," Snape told her. "But there's always the one chance that they'll screw up."
"I hope so," Mrs. Lupin said. "Well let me take this and get on my way."
Snape thanked her once again for coming and the young Auror left the room.
The next day an article appeared in the Daily Prophet concerning the capture of Grayback and Bellatrix's husband. Snape read it to the cats, though the cats found it uninteresting and so did he. He folded the paper and then decided that it was about time to go and visit an old friend. He was a painter and he always told Snape that he could never afford to have any of his works published or seen. Since Snape worked for the Daily Prophet he might be able to get him the cover that he needed.
He Apperated to his friend's house and knocked on the door. It opened to reveal Mike Soul, a fellow Slytherin who had taken a different route then everyone else in the so-called evil house.
"Severus," he called out. "So good to see you.'
"Thanks," Snape said. "Can I come in?"
Mike smiled at him and then allowed him to enter.
"Margaret, Severus is here to visit us," Mike called out and a loud 'pop' told Snape that something had gone wrong.
Margaret poked her head in and it was covered in black marks.
"Severus, what a pleasure to see you again," she told him.
He had met Margaret before but that was a few months before he had joined the Death Eaters. Last time that Snape had checked they had no children.
"Why don't I make something for us to eat and drink," Margaret said and she disappeared.
"So how are things going on the newspaper front?" Mike asked him.
"Well," Snape answered, "Though I'm finding getting back from work a real pain."
Mike looked at him and Snape told him what Arthur had done to him.
"I don't blame you for being worried," Mike told him as Margaret appeared with cakes and tea. "You gave Fred a new ear and that should be the end of it. At least Fred doesn't hold it against you."
"That I'm glad about," Snape said. "But I think that the Weasley family is going to forever hate me and the fact that Minerva has four children on the way, which are mine, I don't think it will ever end."
"Until your dead," Mike told him and Snape nodded.
"Well I hope it doesn't happen," Margaret said. "If it hadn't been for you, Severus, I would have been in Azkaban."
"I read about that," Mike said. "A lot of people said that it was your article that is sending Umbridge to Azkaban."
"That's what I read," Snape said. "And I'm glad that she'll see the inside of that place. Remus and his wife were ready to vouch for me but in the end I didn't need them. However I needed Mrs. Lupin for what happened and the threat that I got."
"What threat," Margaret asked, looking shocked.
"The one that said that if I go near their children I'll suffer," Snape answered and Margaret gasped and Mike stared at him.
"Wait until I get my hands on those Weasley's," Mike threatened.
"What makes it worse is the fact that Potter is going to be marrying into that family, I just know it," Snape told them. "I'm sure that he'll raise his children to hate mine."
"Well let's hope that doesn't happen," Mike said.
"Me either," Snape said and then drank some of his tea. "By the way. The reason why I'm here is because I want to shoot some of your paintings for my art column and I think that your paintings should be noticed."
Mike at once got excited at this.
"You really mean it," Margaret said.
"Of course," Snape answered. "I really like them and I think that everyone else will."
"Okay, when will the photographer be by?" Mike asked.
"I'll floo you all the details," Snape told him.
Mike had a big smile on his face. "Thanks a lot," he said.
"No problem," Snape told him and then left.
When he got back home he gave the cats a meal of smoked salmon and then went downstairs to have his own lunch. Tom at once asked him if he was alright and Snape told him "Never better."
"I was worried when the Weasley twins brought you in," Tom told Snape. "I can't believe that Arthur would do this."
"He has a lot of anger," Snape told him. "And I'll let this one go but not the next."
"I don't blame you on the anger part but I think you should have the Ministry do something about Arthur," Tom said. "Your supposed to be doing your bit by order of the Ministry of Magic and Arthur is attacking you as you head back."
"I know and that's what I'm worried about."
After lunch he wrote up about the Turntime Gallery, including about the story of the cat attacking Tara Praddle, and read it over. It looked good and so he set out to turn it in. However he had just passed by the Weasley business when a spell came at him. He ducked and it hit a barrel of slugs from outside the Apothecary. He turned to see Hermione Granger standing there, her wand out.
"What in the name of God are you doing?" Snape yelled.
"Making you pay for everything that you did," Granger told him.
She raised her wand and suddenly it was taken from her and arrived in the hands of the one person that Snape had hoped he wouldn't see, though he was glad. Minerva McGonagall was standing there and she looked furious.
"That will be enough, Miss Granger," she said, her tone cold just as the Weasley twins came out, their wands pointed at Hermione.
"Hermione, what are you doing?" Fred asked.
"Getting back at Snape for what he did to you," Granger told him.
"Miss Granger, Dumbledore has explained that it was an accident," McGonagall told her. "Now I won't report this to the Ministry but the next time you use magic outside of Hogwarts I will personally make sure that you're expelled. Do I make myself very clear?"
"Crystal," Granger said and getting her wand back she hurried off.
Snape at once noticed that she was expecting.
"Are you alright, Severus?" McGonagall asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Snape told her, checking to make sure that his type was still with him. "What are you doing away from the protection?"
"They got Bellatrix," McGonagall said. "And so the Ministry had said that the others will be found soon enough. I'm returning to Hogwarts as Headmistress."
"That's great," Snape said and then went over and gave her a huge kiss.
"Oh gross an old woman kissing," Fred joked, but George was laughing.
"For your information Weasley I'm not old," McGonagall told him, giving him a stern look.
"To true," George said.
"Well I'll leave you two alone," Fred said and he motioned his brother back into his shop.
"Are you alright?" McGonagall asked him.
"I'm fine," Snape said. "Though for a second there I thought that Granger would have killed me."
McGonagall smiled at him. "I'm sure that nothing like that would have happened. But Granger will be in a lot of trouble when she returns to Hogwarts next year."
"So how are the little ones doing?" Snape asked her.
McGonagall got a dreamy look. "Their doing great but they hurt a lot to carry around."
"Well then I need to take you some place where you can have a good meal and not worry about how much they hurt," Snape told her. "I'm going to drop this off and then owl Tom to feed the cats."
"How are those wonderful cats doing?" McGonagall asked him.
"Wonderful," Snape said, "Though they hated it when I was gone for that extended period of time."
McGonagall laughed and then taking her arm they both headed for the Daily Prophet.