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On to chapter 5. What's become of Snape, and what's become of Monna? Now you'll find out. By the way, it gets odd starting from here. (And you're probably saying "Now it gets odd?" ;)

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Snape didn't start to rouse to until Hermione was long gone from him. A drip of blood traveled down his forehead. Snape started to reach up and brush it away when he noticed his fingernails. They were a lot longer and looked a lot more like claws. There was a slight scratch on his hand which he gently licked away. He put his hand to his head as the memory of what happened surfaced.

He knew he had been killed again, and by his least favorite ex-student, Granger.

"This is getting ridiculous," he muttered.

He worked his way to his feet and lightly dusted himself off. Before he could decide what to do next, he heard a grumbling voice coming his way. The grumbling voice belonged to a gray turtle that was slowly making its way toward him.

"I can't believe this….this is unacceptable! How! Why…there's nothing worse than being a…it's humiliating….I can't possibly go on…"

"I recognize that voice," Snape said to himself. "Moanna?"

"It's Monna," said the turtle. "Though…I'm not so sure anymore."

Monna was no longer the scrawny gray cat, she was now a hard-shelled gray turtle. Snape gave a small smirk.

"You didn't tell me you could shape-shift," he noted.

"I can't shape-shift!" she cried in rage. "If I could, why would I shape-shift into a turtle! That…girl's spell hit me. She did this to me."

Snape thought back to the moment Hermione raised her wand.

"I seriously doubt she intended to turn me into a turtle," he snapped.

"Both your spell and hers collided…and this is the result." She stood before him looking angry, but then her look of irritation shifted to shock. "Speaking of results…it looks like you've gone through a change as well?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you had a mirror…"

Snape conjured one out of thin air, and then was able to see what she was talking about. He couldn't quite say he was a cat, but he was close to looking like one with cat ears on top of his head. Snape ran a finger across them.

"They can't be real," he whispered, but he knew they were.

Another thing that had changed was his eyes. They had become yellowed like a cat's eyes, and his pupils had slanted. Snape opened his mouth and ran his tongue across cat fangs.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you stole my body!" cried Monna.

"Quiet! I didn't take anything from you!" Snape waved the wand and evaporated the mirror. "If it wasn't for you, I'd have succeeded in cursing that bloody Granger girl."

"You shouldn't have tried to kill her."

"I wasn't going to!" he shouted.

"Well, since you're not, I don't suppose you'd mind lifting this spell off me."

Snape's face darkened to malice.

"After the trouble you've caused me! This one being the worse! You did that to yourself. Had you stayed put you wouldn't be a turtle, and I wouldn't be…partially felined."

"I did save your life remember?," Monna moaned. "You'd think you'd be grateful for that."

"I'm not grateful to a cat. I'll never be. Not after this," he cried as he pointed at his ears.

"Can you at least try to change me—"

"No I can't. Not even if I wanted to. When two spells merge like that and create another curse, it's impossible. You could end up turtle soup."

Monna would have twitched a tail angrily if she had one.

"That's not funny," she growled.

"What are you going to do? Snap at me?" Snape jeered. He then pointed his wand at her.

"What are you doing?" she asked, panicked.

"Something I should have done a while ago. "

"But…but." Monna started to back away.

"It's only fair," said Snape calmly. "You yourself said you can't go on. I'll put you out of your misery. Avada ka-"

"Avada Kadavra!"

Snape didn't have time to think that his spell might have backfired on him. He didn't have time to think of anything at all. The green light had enveloped him and threw his body into the air. He hit the ground once again, dead. Monna sighed and shook her head.

"Bloody hell."

There was a triumphant laugh in the air that came from Gollin who was now walking toward Snape's body.

"Crazy looking monster," he muttered. "Boy I wish Snape had seen that. Probably get a reward for capturing…..ooohhhhh."

He was now staring down at the human cat like creature. His cat like eyes and mouth were open in shock. Gollin didn't take into consideration that he looked an awful lot like Snape. The only thing he really noticed was his cat like ears. He reached down and rubbed them curiously.

"Hmm, maybe you're not a bad fella afterall aye?"

There was a twitch and Gollin jumped back. Snape blinked and started to pull himself up. Gollin found he couldn't raise his wand as he was too shocked to do so. Snape groaned then sat up and narrowed his eyes at his latest killer.

"Gollin! What's the meaning of killing me?"

"S-snape? That you?"

"Of course it's me," he sneered.

"Funny, you don't look like you. You've got cat ears. What have you done to yourself?"

"I haven't, I was cursed."

"By?"

"That Granger girl who follows Potter everywhere."

"Hmm, gave you the slip too did she. So did Potter."

"What!"

Before Snape could yell out curses at him, he felt an odd pain running down his back. Snape tensed as it sharpened along his backside. Snape turned onto all fours and braced himself as something ripped through the back of his robes. Gollin gasped and Snape turned around. There was a tail waving behind him. A black tail to match his black ears. Snape groaned and glared at the turtle who merely gulped.

A few moments later found Snape, seated before a fire next to Gollin, twitching his tail. On Snape's other side was a nervous looking turtle. Gollin kept looking at her as if he planned to eat her.

"I can't figure it," Gollin muttered.

"Can't figure what?"

"You and that turtle. Where'd it come from anyways, and what happened to that cat?"

Snape sneered. "Would you believe that turtle is the cat?"

"No."

"Then stop asking about it."

They fell into silence. After a while, Gollin broke it.

"What are we going to tell the Dark Lord. Losing Potter like that."

"That's your problem," said Snape. "Obviously you weren't strong enough to do this task. I'll be happy to hear what the Dark Lord makes of that much."

"You listen here catman!" Gollin shouted. "I had him, I did. It's not my fault he got away! That Potter got out before I even knew he was there. He's a slippery one he is. The Dark Lord doesn't have to know about this does he?" Snape merely looked at him. Then Gollin reached out and started massaging his kitty ears.

"What are you—"

Snape started to pull back, but couldn't. Gollin's massaging was sending goosebumps down his back. His tail flicked in a comforting manner as he felt himself start to relax. He was so relaxed, his eyes drooped closed and he started to purr.

"Hmm, seems you're more cat now than man," said Gollin.

Snape quickly caught himself and grabbed Gollin's arm in a harsh manner.

"I am no cat you fool!"

"Of course not, of course not," said Gollin, panicked. "But are you really going back to headquarters like that?"

"No."

"What will you do? Shall I tell the Dark Lord you've died in battle."

"Of course not. Tell him, I'm off to get the Granger girl."

"What?" Gollin cried, shocked. "But what about Potter?"

"I'll use Granger as bait for him. Make whatever excuse you will for not getting Potter."

Snape grabbed the turtle and stood. Gollin gawked at him.

"Now wait just a minute! If you think I'm gonna let you walk right out of here and catch Potter for yourself—"

Gollin was silenced as soon as the curse hit him. He found himself crouching over as his nose ran heavily.

"Bogies!" he shouted in disgust.

Snape gave a little twisted smile, then stalked away from Gollin with the turtle under his arm. When they were out of earshot, Monna spoke to him.

"I hope that's not an excuse to take me somewhere and turn me into soup."

"No. I truly plan to settle this once and for all. And once I'm done with Granger, I'm going to deal with you."

Monna frowned.

"And I was thinking about handing over my stash of catnip. I know you'll enjoy that now."

Snape paused and momentarily looked curious, but quickly brushed it off.

I warned you it was odd. Lately, I've been into writing odd stuff. Well, now we're at the point of trying to wrap this up, even though there are a couple of chapters left. So stay tuned for the next one.

Will Snape settle with Hermione? Will he die again? Will he be stuck as half cat half man? Will Monna be turned into turtle soup? (on that last one, I'll let you take a vote on that, the soup thing) Later!