Disclaimer: I'm only going to do one of these. I do not own Harry Potter, only the plot and few extra things and characters I decide to add into this story. I hope everyone enjoys this story.:)

Author's Note: I'll normally do this at the bottom, but I just wanted to go ahead and get some things clear and out of the way. Sirius and Dumbledore aren't dead and my story takes place in Harry's seventh year at Hogwarts. Voldemort has been defeated (yay!), so no real action packed, near death experiences. Or at least haven't planned any yet.:P

My characters may be a little bit OOC, but I'll be trying to keep it as "in character" as I can! I hope you enjoy!


Lucius Malfoy raised an eyebrow at Severus. "Why did you call me here if all you want to do is…that? This is a complete waste of my time."

"I can't request your company, Lucius?" Severus Snape looked up at him. "Anyhow, I don't see what you'd have to do at twelve in the afternoon on a Sunday…"

"I don't have to inform you on all my daily activities, Severus," Lucius rolled his eyes. "At least, I never thought so. Should I start sending you owls every time I head out?"

Snape ignored him as he continued working, slowly stirring the potion he was working on. The key thing he had to remember about this was to take his time, and be patient. If he stirred too fast or not enough, he'd end up with a gooey black mess…

"Really Severus," Lucius said as he approached the cauldron, peering down into it. Whatever Severus was making was a bright purple color, slowly changing to a blue. "What did you call me for?"

"I needed a witness."

"A witness to what?"

"A witness to my creation."

Lucius sighed. He should have known. Severus had been having a bit of a creating streak lately, and Lucius had been present for quite a few of his new concoctions. Severus was apparently writing a book or something, filling it with his original potions. When Lucius had asked what Severus planned on doing with it, he'd gotten a simple reply of "Mind your own business."

"Must we really go through this every time?" Lucius asked, slightly irritated. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe Narcissa and I had lunch planned with Draco, or that I had to be at the Ministry, talking to that imbecile Fudge?"

"I can't comprehend why you would still bother with the Ministry after that…issue," Severus said. He reached over and grabbed five crocuses' petals, dropping them in one by one.

"I do need a job, Severus," Lucius narrowed his eyes, "even if the Ministry is trying to ruin me. I don't have time to worry about minor details and plots when I need money."

Severus snorted. "Money? Lucius, you've moved to three different vaults because of your excess money."

Lucius was clearly annoyed. Sure, he did have a lot of money, but he still did enjoy a steady cash flow, especially one that was so easy to obtain. Even if most of it was somewhat unnecessary and not needed. He only worked because he didn't think Draco would, and didn't feel like pressuring him to hurry and choose something.

"Give it another two vault upgrades, and I'll quit," Lucius swore. "I've been quite interested in something else anyway."

Severus eyed him suspiciously. When Lucius was interested in something new, it most of the time wasn't good, and by the way his eyes glittered, Severus could tell it was something possibly dangerous. He sighed, throwing a canary liver into the potion. A small puff of green floated up, making Severus inwardly smile. He was halfway done now.

"What is this anyway?" Lucius asked, tapping the cauldron with his cane. "You never did tell me."

"You'll find out," Severus murmured, stirring again.

"Why so secretive?" Lucius questioned.

"Plain and simple, it's absolutely none of your business."

Lucius' brow twitched, annoyed again. "Severus… Why the hell would you call me here and not even bother telling me what in Merlin's name you're making? I understand if it was just me randomly dropping by but—"

"If you don't like it, go," Severus snapped. Yes, he'd called Lucius there for him to observe him, but the man was beginning to ruin his concentration. He couldn't make any mistakes, so being rude and sending his friend away wasn't a big deal to him. Anyhow, the man had seen enough to vouch that this was purely his creation with no help, so…

Lucius glared. "Well next time, don't bother bugging me to come and see your idiotic experiments!" He then stomped towards the door, slamming it behind him. The nerve of that man!

Severus watched, slightly amused. Lucius and his temper tantrums… He'd have to make a note to send a small apology to him. He needed Lucius to observe future experiments… Plus, he wasn't half bad company on most days.

He shook his head, grabbing a small vial. He uncorked it, holding it delicately in his hands. He stared at the thick silvery liquid, sighing. Unicorn blood… He'd had the ultimate difficulty of coming across it. He was a bit cruel at times, but murdering unicorns wasn't something he wanted to add to his list of bad deeds… He'd had to go from shop to shop for months trying to find his desired ingredient. Anytime he'd requested it, all the shop owners gave him a menacing look before telling him no and ordering him out of their shop. He'd finally gotten what he was looking for from a shop man in Asia.

Severus did his best to keep a steady hand as he let one small drop of silver fall from the crystal vial. He then capped it, walking over to his store room to hide it behind several deadly ingredients. He couldn't risk anyone finding his special ingredient…

He smiled, quite pleased with himself as he headed back to his cauldron. He had to let his potion sit for a bit, but all the work was completed. He was a genius…

His smile faded as he looked into the cauldron. Suddenly, his eyes widened. The next thing he knew, he was flying to the ground, his skin feeling as if it was on fire. He hissed in pain, his skin feeling as if it was being ripped off. The last thing he saw before blacking out was the door swinging open and a pair of black boots.


Lucius swore over and over as he ran through the castle towards Dumbledore's office. Severus was passed out in his arms, the pain from the potion still clear on his face. When Lucius had ran back into the man's work room, he was shocked to see him passed out on the floor, covered in a white liquid. However, he quickly reacted, cleaning up the mess before fleeing the dungeons with the black haired man in his arms.

'Damn it, Severus! I knew something bad would eventually happen because of your foolish experimenting!!'

Lucius approached the gargoyle, his heart sinking when he realized he didn't know the password. His emotions suddenly to fury. "Move aside!" When the gargoyle stayed in its place, Lucius kicked it, quickly regretting it and recoiling in pain. "Can't you see this is an emergency—!?"

"Lucius Malfoy? What in Heaven's name are you—" Minerva McGonagall gasped when she caught sight of Severus in the arms of his alarmed carrier. She then shrieked at the gargoyle. "Chocolate Covered Raisins!"

Lucius ran past as soon as the gargoyle leapt out of the way, Minerva watching in shock. What in Merlin's name had happened to Severus?

"Dumbledore!" Lucius cried out as he barged into the man's office. The old man seemed a little startled, but upon seeing Severus, his face suddenly became serious.

"What happened?" He demanded.

"I—No, Severus!—He was brewing something—a potion—and I left and it exploded and—" Lucius was in hysteria, worried to the extreme about his best friend. He looked at Dumbledore, hoping the man would tell him something.

"Lucius, take him to the infirmary," Dumbledore ordered, "and quickly. Poppy will hopefully be able to treat him. Stay with him, and once he awakens, report back here. I want a full explanation once he's up." Lucius nodded, quickly running out.


Severus gripped his head as awoke. 'What the hell happened?' he asked himself, thinking back. He groaned as he remembered, embarrassed about the events that took place. He almost blew himself up… He was a potion's master for crying out loud! Things like that shouldn't happen…

He waited for his eyes to focus and looked around. He was in the Hospital Wing, much to his surprise. He wouldn't have figured anyone would have found him down in the dungeons, not for a while at least… The castle was quiet and empty at this time, but even so, the teachers were all a fair distance away from him and couldn't have possibly heard the noise. He wondered who'd found—

"Finally awake, are you?" Lucius asked, poking him. Severus, caught off guard, quickly turned his head in the direction of the blonde haired man, seeing his smirk. He didn't much enjoy that and swatted his hand away.

"What am I? A dead body?" Severus glared. "Poking me as if I'm some weird creature you've found in the road…"

"Are you accusing me of playing with dead animals, Severus?" Lucius asked with fake disgust. He gave a barely noticeable smile as he ruffled his friend's hair. "I'm just glad you're okay."

Again, Severus swatted his hand away. "You're being too touchy-feely for my liking, Lucius."

"Oh my, I'm so sorry," Lucius said both playfully and sarcastically. "It's just… I can't get over how…cute…you used to be. Or are now."

Severus raised an eyebrow. "What is that suppose to mean?"

Lucius chuckled, something he'd clearly been trying not to do for the longest. Severus didn't like this, and stood up, stumbling on cloth as he did. Looking down, he saw that his clothes were far too large. He peered at Lucius curiously who just laughed harder.

"What is this?" Severus demanded. "What is wrong with my clothes and what the hell is so funny?"

Lucius bit his bottom lip, pulling out his wand and conjuring a large, full view mirror. Severus quickly approached it, his mouth open in shock. He touched his face, the image in the mirror copying him, holding his same facial expression.

Severus couldn't believe it. The mirror showed him as a…as a seventeen year old. Severus turned, looking at himself from all angles. He could see Lucius in the background, laughing once again. He quickly turned on him, eyes narrowed.

"Lucius! Is this some kind of joke?"

"I'm glad to say it's not," Lucius said, wiping his eyes. He sighed and gave him a serious look. "It's very well real."

Severus face palmed himself as Lucius made the mirror disappear. This was horrible…

"Dumbledore wanted to see you when you awoke," Lucius told him. "I believe he might have a solution to this."

Severus sighed with relief.

"It's kind of too bad though," Lucius smirked as he strolled past. "I kind of like you this way."

Severus glared at him. Lucius was such a pride-filled little…


Revised on 7.27.09.