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There's been an accident in potions class and Severus Snape is the victim!
This choice: sparks!... Harry begins to see into Snape's, memories, thoughts and plans.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

A day in Snape's shoes!!!

    by: merihaneth
Suddenly, green shiny sparks shot out of the wand and hit Harry on the chest. They engulfed him in a huge green flame, covering him from head to toe. Harry felt a sharp pain on his left shoulder where the sign of the death eaters was en-printed on Snape's shoulder. The flame cleared and Harry found himself in a dark cave. Right before him, where a desk had been, roared a huge bonfire with fresh wood, sending bright red embers into the dark air. His hands were out stretched as he held hands with two cloaked men on either side of him. Harry turned to the man on his left to find a mask where a face should have been. Turning to the right, he saw another mask. Next to this man, stood another, their hands held. Harry shifted to the left and saw a few other men on the other side of the fire. They all stood in a circle.

Harry looked down at himself. He too wore a black cloak with black boots. Judging from the vast distance between his eyes and the floor beneath him, Harry could tell he was still Snape's height, but felt much thinner. His inspection was cut short as the men before the fire began an enchantment. They whispered into the fire in hisses. Harry found his own lips moving as he hissed into the fire. The language was familiar . Parsel tongue. Apparently he had spoken it before to a snake.

The fire roared even louder. The embers now turned to a blinding white. Slowly a wisp of white cloud erected from the flame. Harry felt his left shoulder prickle with pain. He let go of the man to the right and clutched his aching shoulder. So great was the pain he greeted his teeth and shut his eyes. Then the pain stopped. Harry felt his weight shift as it increased slightly. His right hand stretched itself out as though it was being pulled. Far away in his mind he could hear a dog barking. The noise grew louder.
Harry opened his eyes to find Hagrid's dog before him, ready to pounce. In his outstretched arm he held a wand and felt his lips move "Stupefy!" The dog fell on its back as the green sparks smashed into its face. It lay motionless, with its eyes starring into Harry with the uttermost loathing. Harry felt himself grin coldly. His eyes darted around the room. The familiar huge smelly couch in the middle of the room with rock bun crumbs all over let him know that he was in Hagrid's cabin. Harry moved swiftly toward Hagrid's closet. Opening the door wide , he nearly jumped back from the stench that greeted him. "Filthy old beast" he muttered under his breadth. Disgusted by Hagrid's clothing, he stuck his wand into the pile of huge trousers. Pulling out one, he let it drop to the floor. Harry reached into his robe and pulled out a shiny green stone. It glowed and sent tiny little sparks into the air. Quickly, Harry stuffed into Hagrid's pocket. Picking it up, he shoved it in the closet and banged the doors shut.

Up on the wall, Harry saw a calender. The days crossed themselves out when done so he could see the date. It was the 24th of October. In two days it would be Saturday. Under the word Saturday, Harry read in bold letters
" QUIDDITCH MATCH : GRYFINDOR VS RAVENCLAW" Harry then turned and walked toward the door. He couldn't help but laugh as he walked on, clearly excited about something. He pointed his wand at the dog, " Restorelas!" It got up on its feet and before it could bite Harry, he had closed the door shut and walked away from the cabin. Suddenly the green flame engulfed him once more and he couldn't see past it. After a while, the flame cleared and Harry found himself in professor Snape's classroom. Standing where he had stood, and still in a foreign body.
Harry looked at Snape who was still in Harry's body. Snape clutched his forehead upon the lightning scar.He was down on his knees in evident pain.

Harry reached out to him and shook him " Professor, professor!" he called. Snape let go of the forehead and opened his eyes. Harry felt sorry for him as Snape looked like he had been through a terrible ordeal. " Rovanius Priori" he muttered. Harry simply stared at him unaware who was talking, Snape or him. "Rovanius priori." he repeated " It's the spell that just took place. It enables one to look into the mind of a stranger and see their thoughts and memories." Harry stared at him carefully taking in all he could. He helped Snape up and pulled up a chair for him. Only Harry understood what pain the scar inflicted when it glowed. " I't's a forbidden spell. Must have been triggered by the potion. Quick, run and fetch professor Sprout. She must have a rare plant that can reverse it. Without thinking twice. Harry darted for the door.
As he opened it Snape called to him " Mr Potter whose the fat pig?" Harry giggled. "my cousin Dudley sir". He then shut the door.

Out side, he met up with Crabble, Goyle and Malfoy, who greeted him, grinning stupidly. Harry couldn't resist "Stay clear of my classroom. Wipe that stupid look of your face. Fifty points off Slytherin. Detention at six be here." Malfoy was livid. Harry couldn't help but smile at his art work. Turning from them , he broke out into a slow jog with his heavy feet. He turned by the notice boards toward the door leading to professor Sprout's classroom. Harry froze still. He saw a similar calendar, like the one he saw in Snape's memory. The last cross, was on Wednesday October the 23rd.
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