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Thoughts

Colors of Snapey

Snape stalked, with robes billowing, to his quarters after being fired; with Tonks and Kingsley following. This was all that Potter brat's fault. He should have let him fall off of his broom first year. But nooo, Albus made me promise to protect the insolent brat. Now look at both of us. I wonder if Albus regrets his decision now. Snape snorted, doubting very much that Albus regretted it, thinking that the Great Albus Dumbledore would be able to get himself out of this mess.

Unknown to Snape, Tonks and Shacklebolt had requested this particular duty after witnessing Snape's atrocious behavior towards Harry. They also knew that Harry had something planned for the git and couldn't wait to see what Harry had managed to do.

Snape continued with his bitter thoughts. Potter would have to pay. He was supposed to be rewarded for helping to remove the Dark Lord, not punished! What can I do to the brat? Maybe I can pay a visit to his family…. Hmm, that has possibilities. Nooo, something more direct would be better. One of his friends would affect him more. He nodded to himself. His thoughts were interrupted by the three arriving at his quarters. He gave the password, "dolosus, (latin for sly)", and stalked into his rooms; only to step onto what felt like marbles that he could not see! He tried to regain his footing, but it was impossible, because not only could he not see the offending things, they were everywhere! Then his feet went out from under him and he fell to the floor only to bounce high into the air due to a high powered cushioning charm. "AHH," he screamed, as he rose in the air, arms and legs flailing helplessly. He came down and bounced a couple of times still screaming before he landed on the other side of the room, in an ungainly heap, with a loud "oomph".

Meanwhile, Tonks and Shacklebolt watched Snape's antics, first with open-mouth shock, which quickly morphed into mirth. When he started to bounce, they began to outright laugh. They laughed even harder when they realized that Snape's clothes and hair had been charmed to be a different color. His hair was now neon green and his outfit was different shades of pink.

Snape looked at his clothes and screeched, "Potter! I know it was Potter! I will get that insolent brat for this before I leave!" He had completely forgotten that there were two Aurors standing in the door watching him. He stood up and stalked into his bedroom mumbling to himself about Potter and revenge. At least that was what Tonks and Kingsley could make out. They weren't too worried, they knew that Harry could take care of himself, and so could his friends.

Kingsley pulled out his wand and gave it a swish across the floor and many marbles appeared as he had cancelled the disillusionment charm on them. He gave another swish banishing them so that he and Tonks would not get hurt entering the room. Tonks smiled at him and said, "Thanks," as she walked in the room and promptly tripped. Shacklebolt just shook his head and followed her in the room, still chuckling at Snape's colorful ensemble.

Meanwhile, in his bedroom, Snape had tried changing his clothes but found they merely changed the color. He tried dispelling the charm, which caused stripes to appear on his clothes. He tried it again, now he had polka dots! He tried a few more times to break the charm to no avail, he managing only to make the color combination more hideous and himself more frustrated. He gave up, and began packing his room all the while fuming about being pranked by the Potter spawn. He couldn't figure out how Potter had gotten into his room. He had an additional ward on the door that no one should have been able to get by except for the Headmaster or the Dark Lord. He could do some wandless magic, at least enough to dispel the ward so that not even the two idiot Aurors were aware of its existence. Well, no matter, he would pay back the brat for this humiliation. Now it is even worse with these blasted bears all over me. He didn't realize that his hair was now streaked in different colors; there were streaks of blue, purple, magenta, and lime green. He finished his packing and stormed out into his sitting area to pack his books.

He scowled at Tonks and Shacklebolt when he saw their smiles, they snickered at his new look. He sneered, and then moved to his bookshelves. He waved his wand to minimize his books for packing to find that only some of them shrunk. He waved his wand again, nothing changed. He tried to pack the books as is with a wave of his wand. The shrunk books floated to the boxes he had conjured for packing, but the unshrunk books remained on the shelf. "What is the meaning of this? These are my books!" he bellowed. "Elf," he called.

An elf popped up in front of Snape. "Yous called for Snipper?" he squeaked as he looked at Snape.

Snape nodded and practically growled at the elf, "Yes, why won't all of my books shrink for packing?" He waved at the bookshelf indicating the remaining books.

Snipper nodded, "I's can be answering that for yous. Yous can only take books that's yous paid for with yous money. All books that's be paids by school money belong to school, not teachers. When teacher leaves books stay." He looked at Snape's scowling face, "Wills that be all Mister Snape?"

"What do you mean money from the school? The Headmaster gave me the money for these books!" he snarled at the little elf.

Snipper nodded, "He took money from school funds, books belong to school. If that wills be all, Is be getting back to work." The elf popped away before Snape could respond.

Snape gaped at the spot where the elf had been standing and began to steam some more. After a minute glaring at the spot where the elf had been, he returned to packing. I am going to get that blasted Potter if it is the last thing that I do! He finished packing while Tonks and Shacklebolt continued to snicker at his expense. This only increased his anger and desire to get Potter.

When he was finished, he banished his packing to his home at Spinners End. (A/N, I decided to keep this little detail from the books.) He turned to his 'escort' and sneered at them, "I'm ready to leave this hellhole," then stalked out of the room.

The odd threesome arrived at the Great Hall and before Tonks or Shacklebolt could stop him Snape pulled his wand and blasted the great doors open and stormed in heading straight for the Gryffindor table. The entire hall had jumped and then became deathly silent at Snape's entrance. "POTTER!" Snape bellowed, "I know you are responsible for my current misfortune and demand satisfaction. I challenge you to a wizard's duel, right here and now." He pointed his wand at the bane of his existence, who was sitting calmly looking up at him with a smirk on his face. That was when the snickers started. At first they were scattered, then someone started to laugh, followed by another student, and then another, before the entire hall was filled with laughing students, even some of the Slytherins were laughing. This only served to make Snape even angrier, if that was possible.

Harry looked at Snape with amusement and wondered how many times the greasy git had tried to dispel the charms. From the looks of things, it had been several times. He could hear his friends; Ginny, Ron and Hermione laughing next to him, along with Neville, Dean and Seamus who were sitting across the table. He stood and answered the git calmly, "If it's a duel you want Snape, than I accept." He smirked when he heard the hall go silent behind him. He looked at both Tonks and Shack who also smirked, knowing that Snape was in for a surprise. Harry spoke, "Who will be your second, Snape?" He quirked an eyebrow at the git, and smiled, knowing that Snape didn't have anyone who would volunteer, unless Malfoy did.

Snape sneered, "I won't need a second to beat you." His arrogance knew no bounds, it seems. Oh the irony.

Harry smiled, "Very well, if that's what you want." He turned to Madame Bones and asked, "Will you referee the duel. Madame Bones?"

She nodded, "Of course, Mr. Potter, I would be honored." She looked at the student body and spoke, "I ask all of you to stand and move to one side of the hall, so that we can prepare the hall for the duel." You could hear the whispers and even some bets being placed as the students did as requested.

Meanwhile, Professor McGonagall approached and asked Madame Bones worriedly, "Is this really necessary, Amelia? After all, Potter is only a sixth year, and Severus is an experienced duelist, who will not hesitate to use the Dark Arts, I'm afraid."

Madame Bones looked at her old professor and hid a smirk, "We both know that this cannot be stopped. Once a wizard's duel has been accepted, it must be fought, or Mr. Potter would lose his magic for backing out. Besides, I think that you are underestimating Mr. Potter. He held off twelve of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named best Death Eaters at the end of last year." She noticed that the hall was ready. "If you will excuse me, Minerva, I must inspect the dueling platform to be sure that it meets standards." She walked off, thinking to herself that quite a few people were going to be surprised before this duel was over.

As she inspected the platform, she motioned to Tonks and Shacklebolt to come to her. When they arrived, she instructed, "Please place the required wards to protect the bystanders."

They nodded, and Shack answered, "Right away boss." And he and Tonks proceeded to place shields and wards in front of the bleachers that had been placed for the students to watch the duel.

Meanwhile, Snape looked at Potter and sneered, "Are you sure that you want to go through with this Potter? After all, you won't have the Mudblood to hold your hand during the match." Several gasps were heard at Snape's taunt. Harry could also see some people glaring at Snape's back.

Harry merely looked at him and smiled coldly, "Wouldn't dream of backing out Snivellus." He answered. He noticed that Madame Bones was approaching them, "Well, it appears that they are ready for us."

Indeed they were. Madame Bones spoke, "Gentlemen, it is time. Please step onto the platform, and my Aurors will put the final spells in place." As she spoke she moved towards the aforementioned dueling platform. The two stepped up and the spells were finalized. She pointed her wand at her throat, "Sonorus, ATTENTION, quietus" she added whispering. "Now that I have your attention, the duel is about to begin. To Mr. Potter and Mr. Snape, the rules are as follows; anything goes except for the unforgivable curses. The first one to not only disarm, but to either stun or incarcerate his opponent will be the winner. Any questions?" She looked at them. "No? Good. On the count of three you will begin. 1..2..3"

The curses began flying fast and furious. Snape was flummoxed, the arrogant brat could duel. Harry was dodging his curses and flinging curses at him with great speed and accuracy. So Snape upped the ante as they say, and his curses became darker, after all, he had been a Death Eater, and he was a lover of the Dark Arts. This didn't faze Potter at all. His curses increased in level until he was using Auror level curses.

Finally, Snape tried his signature curse, "Sectumpsempra" he bellowed, feeling confident that Potter would be unable to protect himself from it or dodge it. He was shocked when he heard hissing from Potter and a shield came to life in front of the brat which simply absorbed the curse. He was so shocked, that he didn't see the curse that followed the shield, which struck him in the chest, until it was too late, and then he knew no more.

Flashback:

Harry had been dueling with Mad Eye, Tonks and Shacklebolt during the summer. He had also been studying with his friends; Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, and Ginny. He had been in the Potter library when he discovered a book on Parsel magic. He showed it to his friends, and began studying from it. To use them you had to be a Parseltoungue, which he was. He wished his friends could benefit from the book too, because he had learned many interesting curses, hexes, jinxes and shields in it.

End Flashback:

The shield Harry had used was from the Parcel magic book and so was the stunner. When Harry had heard the last curse Snape had thrown at him, he somehow knew it was bad, by the vicious look on Snape's face, and had decided it was time to use the strongest shield he had. He then simply took advantage of Snape's shock and stunned him. He looked around at the students and noticed that the majority of them were applauding madly, including his friends, who also wore looks of relief. Even though they knew that he was a great dueler, anything could happen in a duel. He smiled at them and waved.

The silencing spells surrounding the platform were dropped and Harry could now hear the clapping and cheering. Madame Bones approached with a rare smile on her face. "Congratulations Mr. Potter. A well deserved win. Shall we proceed?" She gestured to Snape's prone figure.

Harry nodded. He swished his wand in Snape's direction and ropes flew out and wrapped around the unconscious man. "Accio wand." Snape's wand flew into Harry's hand. He gestured at Snape again and Snape began floating upright. By then, the entire audience had become silent wondering what Harry was doing. Harry spoke, "Ennervate."

Snape roused. He realized that he was bound, than realized that he was floating facing Potter. "What is the meaning of this, POTTER!" He bellowed.

Harry smirked, "Weeelll, I won, and you lost." He could hear snickering. "But if you mean, why are you bound and floating? I'll tell you. It's simple. I wished to humiliate you more than I already had." Snape's eyes narrowed. Harry nodded, "You were right. I was responsible for your, shall we say, colorful wardrobe and hair color?" He gestured at at Snape's clothes and hair. "But I wasn't the only one. And I won't reveal who helped me do it." Harry smiled wickedly, "The colors should go back to your usual black in three or four days, depending on how many times you tried to deactivate the 'charm'. The more times you tried, the longer the color will stay." Harry outright laughed at the horror on Snape's face. He continued, "If you're wondering why I did this, it's simple. You deserved it. It wasn't because I'm some arrogant brat, which I know is your first assumption; you have heaped abuse, and humiliation upon two generations of students who were not in Slytherin. This is just a small, and I do mean small measure of what you deserve for what you did to all of those students." There were cheers and whistles from audience. "The saying goes, that revenge is sweet. Whomever said that was right." Harry waved his wand and Snape dropped to the floor, free of his bonds. "I hope we never meet again Snivellus." Harry hissed at him dropping his wand well out of the git's reach. He walked towards his friends to receive hugs and congratulations on his win.

Tonks and Shack came up to Snape. Shack had Snape's wand, and spoke, "I will hold onto this until we have escorted you off of Hogwarts grounds, wouldn't want you to get any ideas." He looked at Snape, who was looking venomously at Harry

Snape sneered at Shack. "I wouldn't dream of hurting the golden boy. Let's go." He swept out of the great hall. The billowing cape didn't have its normal affect since it was currently purple with pink bears roaming all over it. Snape was never heard from again.

A/N: I didn't write a detailed duel scene. Not my style. I just wanted to show that Snape was angry enough to throw caution to the wind and to something without thinking. Something he always accused Harry of doing.

I am very sorry for the long wait for this update. My computer became infected and up and died. Took me awhile to get it fixed. Then I got a slight case of writers block. Hope you like.