Why are there so many songs about rainbows. And what's on the other side? Rainbows are visions but only illusions and rainbows have nothing to hide. So we've been told and some choose to believe it. I know their wrong, wait and see. Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers the dreamers and me.-Kermit the Frog.
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter-Dr. Seuss
"Stop." the exasperated voice of Severus Snape said once again. "You have to concentrate, on the spell not on the changes that are occurring on your body, if I have told you once I have told you a hundred times now concentrate." The last word was said in a near growl.
Snarling himself Snapes student once again began to chant out the spell that would enable him to gain his animagus form. A form which even the transfiguration and head of Gryffindor house was unable to teach him.
The reason was that there new transfiguration teacher was just not as powerful a witch or as good of a teacher as Mconagall had been before she was murdered by the dark lord.
Now the only person capable of teaching the student this form was the acidic former potions teacher who had finally gained the position of DADA teacher after years of effort.
The student that was currently frustrating the hell out of him was none other than the illustrious Harry Potter the boy who lived. But the now seventh year student could no longer be called a boy. At 6'3' he was almost in equal in height to Snape. Hours of exercise and training had made Harry gain muscle and fast. He was put together in such a way that his strength was not as clearly shown as his speed and agility. Though he had plenty of it.
His hair was now pulled back in a masculine pony tail held with a strap of leather. He no longer hid the famous scar on his forehead. He had enough problems with the newer scar that slashed across his face from his hairline through his eyebrow and then his eye leaving it a milky white given to him by none other than Wormtail seconds before Harry had himself killed him.
When he was still unable to do so, Snape threw his hands up in the air and then forcefully shoved Harry into a nearby chair and said with a snarl. "Watch me once more Potter and listen to how I say the spell."
Nodding his compliance Harry leaned forward to watch and listen intently to the spell and transformation of his teacher. When Snape had finished a man no longer stood there instead the miniature form of a basilisk hissed up at him. Snape was able to change the size of his form so he was no were near as large as he could have been.
"Do you understand now Potter or must I show you once more." hissed Snape in the tongue of the snake. Hissing back in reply Harry answered in parseltongue, "No, Professor Snape I think I have the idea now."
Right before Harry began to say the spell once more he heard a large crash as the door was blown inwards from the force of the curse thrown at it. A cloaked figure walked forward instantly recognizable as the new Dark Lord Lucius Malfoy or as the senior ferret as Harry called him.
Catching sight of the two of them he said with a horribly twisted version of a smile on his once handsome face, "Well, it seems I have found where the information leak was coming from haven't I Severus." As he saw the small basilisk on the floor and recognized the miniature snakes markings as that of one of his most trusted advisers.
He then pulled out his wand and said, " Well than you both may go where I send thee." He did a complicated maneuver with his wand and hissed a Latin intonation that when translated to English meant, to be sent forward in time.
Unable to dodge in time both Harry and Snape were hit with the spell and disappeared in a flash of light. Laughing Lucius disappeared with a soft crack he had meant to kill them but this way worked just as well and took them both away from him hundreds of years into the future of the muggle world.
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500 hundred years into the future
All had been quite on the bridge of the Star Ship Voyager for the past month or so perfectly calm nothing to dodge but a very slow moving comet. And to Tom Paris it was deadly boring, he wasn't asking to be attacked but a nice meteor shower here and there would have been nice. Later that night he would have a pounding headache and be thinking woozily, " Be careful what you wish for because it just might come true."
There was a loud " BANG" and then a burst of blinding light that caused every person on the bridge to look towards there captain, for in front of her lay a young man unconscious on the floor with a large unidentified breed of snake wrapped around the mans arm who was currently hissing in a threatening manner at her.
Unable to see the side of his face with the scar on it because of the angle of his head Janeways first thoughts were that this man couldn't be over 18 years of age and that he appeared to be in excellent physical condition, barring his unconscious state. He was also wearing what appeared to be a robe of some sort.
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Severus was still unsure as to what exactly had happened. He had understood of course the Latin but he was unable to discover why the dark lord had been unwilling to kill him and Potter. All he knew for sure was that he and his student were surrounded by muggles judging by their lack of a magical signature and hated son of James Potter or not he had to protect his Student at all costs without giving them any sign that he was anything but a regular snake.
And so at the sight of what appeared to be their leaders hand descending towards Potters face to possibly attack or hurt him Snape lunged forward and snapped at her, making sure to miss by a mere inch. Which to his satisfaction caused her to withdraw her hand quickly if she wished to remain unscathed.
Apparently they didn't like that much because then a very tall man that with his pointy ears and cool demeanor had signs of being at least part elf quickly moved away from his station behind some sort of lit panel to inspect the woman's hand for any sign of a bite.
Feeling Potter stir under him Snape backed down to once again wrap himself protectively around his students upper arm and to keep out of the powerful teenagers way. Even Snape admitted that the boy was powerful and talented with wandless magic and knives.
Having seen the unexpected sight of Snape protecting him from the woman and the actions that ensued from the elf-like man and his inspection, wishing to allay any fear of a bite he rasped out in a painful whisper that was nonetheless heard on the nearly silent bridge of the ship, "Don't worry he didn't bite you it was just a warning."
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When Janeway had reached down to check the strange man for a pulse she had not noticed the still snake until it had snapped at her hissing in warning. As she jerked away Tuvok was quickly at her side checking for any damage.
At the slightly calming words of the stranger Janeway looked down once more and noticing for the first time the full face of the man as he turned towards her she gasped and flinched back slightly. At that action the mans remaining usable eye turned from a warm forest green to a bright and cold emerald.
Saying with a now slightly mocking tone, "Well your not so hot either honey so don't throw stones." the man tried to push himself to his feet he managed only to gain a sitting position where he grabbed his head with both hands and moaned slightly. "Gods that hurts where's the elephant that hit me over the head.
As if just noticing the snake for the first time as well he suddenly pulled his hands away from his head and quietly hissed at it in an almost shocked tone of voice in a language that even the translating machines were unable to work with.
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If they had been able to work Harry would have been heard saying, "Snape, what the bloody hell just happened." Hissing angrily back Snape answered, "Professor Snape, Potter and can't you even translate a simple Latin phrase." Snape would never gain an answer as the 17 year old collapsed once more into the black abyss of unconsciousness as his injuries that he had gained while traveling through time began to assert themselves.