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I had thought nine chapters since we're dealing with many lives, but I see little reason to kill Snape so often. We're narrowing it down. So here's chapter six.

Pur-fect Opportunity

Hermione moved through the trees of the Forbidden Forest with her head down and hidden under her cloak. Much of her was worried for the safety of Harry and Ron. Harry had gone back to the castle when she had dared to mention what Snape had said to her about Dumbledore's memories. Ron had gone with him and Hermione had voted to stay behind. She had wanted to be on her own with her thoughts for a moment. Thoughts that shifted over to the possibility of Snape coming back to life.

"Don't be ridiculous," she said to herself. "He's gone. He can't come back again."

No matter how many times she said it to herself, she could not believe it. She knew something strange had to have happened to the man to make his many returns possible. The only question was, what?

She had a feeling it had something to do with the gray cat that was hanging around with him.

She wished she wasn't so curious about it. There were things bigger at stake than Snape and the cat. Hermione seated herself upon a log.

"Voldemort's more important than that man."

"Is he now?"

Hermione barely jumped. In a way, she felt like she was waiting for him to show up behind her. She swallowed and turned around. What she saw made her gasp and jump up from the log. She had expected Snape, but not a Snape with cat ears, a cat's tail and cat eyes, who was carrying a gray turtle under his arms.

"P-p-professor?" she questioned.

In response, Snape twitched his tail in annoyance.

"Well, if it weren't for you, and this…cat now turned turtle, I would say yes."

"But..but…but…"

"Don't tell me there's a riddle you can't solve miss Know-it-All," said Snape, sneering. "And I thought you had all the answers."

"Only you have the answers as to why you betrayed us, why you keep coming back to life after you…I.."

"Killed me?" Snape finished. Hermione swallowed thickly and continued.

"Why do you look like a cat?"

Snape narrowed his eyes. "I already told you, it was a fault of your doing, and this stupid turtle!"

"Cat! Not turtle!" Monna cried.

"You're a turtle now aren't you!"

"Yes, but I don't have the personality of one!" she shouted back.

"Then get one!" Snape shouted as he threw her aside.

Snape was breathing heavily with rage; even his tail bushed up. Hermione simply stared at the bizarreness of it all. She wasn't sure what to say or what to make of the whole thing. Hermione looked over at Monna who had fallen onto her back and was making a valiant effort to get back on her feet.

"Stupid stubby legs," she cursed. "Why couldn't I have been turned into a mountain lion?"

Hermione looked back at Snape. She had only just realized he wasn't pointing his wand at her, nor had she raised hers. She looked back at Monna again.

"It has something to do with that turtle, doesn't it?"

"Cat! C.A.T!" Monna shouted as she continued to struggle.

"Oh, my apologies," said Hermione. "That cat, doesn't it professor?"

Snape sneered.

"If you must know. That cat claimed she saved me from drowning. Brought me back to life in her opinion, and since then I don't seem capable of dying."

"Really," Hermione muttered. "I wonder what else you can do."

"What are you whispering about girl?"

"Nothing."

Snape placed a hand where his wand was concealed.

"Where are Potter and the Weasley boy?"

"None of your business."

"Out to find a way to defeat the Dark Lord once and for all?"

"With your help," said Hermione as she placed a hand where her own wand was hidden. "If you hadn't given us the clue about the memory, well, we'd be lost for a while."

"Lost, until the great Hermione Granger came up with something."

Hermione frowned and pulled out her wand slowly, just as Snape slowly pulled out his own.

"What have you come to do? Finish me off?"

"Something like that. Prepare yourself."

"Severus wait! Do you hear that?" Monna cried as she finally pulled herself on her feet.

Snape paused. "I don't hear anything."

"Listen closely."

Snape did and so did Hermione. There was the sound of an engine roaring through the forest. It was coming closer and closer and closer.

"What in the…."

Snape stopped short when he saw the source headed his way. He was so stunned by what it was, he couldn't move his feet nor his wand. The Ford Angela came roaring right at him. In mere seconds, it had struck Snape. Once again, Snape's body went soaring through the air. If anything, he soared a lot higher, and in a more graceful arch. Both Monna and Hermione watched him sail above them. They watched his wand fly out of his hand. They watched his body land with a sharp thump. Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she ran not away from, but towards Snape. Hermione yet again reached for a pulse just as Monna waddled over to them. The lights on the Ford Angela flashed, causing her to pause and watch the Weasley's old car. The culprit started to back up and disappear from sight.

"How did it know I was in…oh never mind," Hermione sighed.

"Is he…dead?" Monna asked worriedly.

"Hmm. I have a feeling I'd have to say "I thought you were dead" yet again. Yes, he's dead, definitely."

"Bloody hell," Monna groaned. "It's getting to where the man can't go a few feet away without dying. "

"The professor wasn't always a pleasant man. Maybe fate is playing with him," Hermione guessed.

"Or maybe he's just stupid," Monna decided.

Rather than leave the scene, Hermione returned to her log and faced Snape on the ground. Monna slowly wandered over to her.

"If I were you, I'd leave before he, reawakens."

"I'm not worried. If anything, I'll just kill him again and make my escape," she explained. "I want to see how he does it."

So she waited. She did not bother to ask Monna any questions. She just waited. Monna too waited, but much of her thoughts were on what Snape had said about gaining a turtle's personality.

"Not sure I can pull off being a turtle," she grumbled to herself. "Do you think you can change me back into a cat?"
"Look, he's waking up," Hermione noted as she ran over to him. She stood there watching as the man roused, as if from a deep sleep. She frowned as she noticed something different about the man. Along with the ears, the tail and the eyes, he now had whiskers. Hermione smiled, finding him rather cute.

Before Snape could focus on what was happening, Hermione reached out and scratched him behind the ears. His anger was just beginning to rise, but it completely evaporated with her soft, gently touch. Snape found himself purring contently and leaning into her fingers.

"Aww, you like that don't you professor," she giggled.

Snape's only response was to purr and close his eyes. Monna sauntered over to them looking peeved.

"He becomes more like a cat every time he dies. That's all of my instincts he's got."

"But he's totally tame now, aren't you professor? There's no need for this revenge."

Hermione stopped and pulled away. Snape opened his eyes. Suddenly there was a loud crack nearby. Hermione heard the cry and saw the flash of green light.

"Avada kedavra!"

This time it was Hermione who fell to the ground dead. Snape watched her body fall as if it were happening in slow motion. If he was angry before, it was nothing compared to now.

You know, this was suppose to be the last chapter, but I decided not to squeeze in so much. Instead, I believe I'll try to wrap it up in two. Anyways, the chapters get weirder. On Hermione patting Snape…no comment. Thought I'd take the silliness up a notch. Seems like I read something like it before in another fic, but no matter.

Oh yes. Hermione has just been killed! Is Snape gonna do something about it? Find out next time!