Guardian Angel (Severus Snape adopts Harry fic)

Chapter 4

Disclaimer in chapter 1

CHAP 4

~The next day...~

~Breakfast, Great Hall~

Professor McGonagall walks down the Griffindor table handing out the students' schedules. Upon seeing the first lesson of the year, Ron and Harry can't help but groan. "Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed in disbelieve. "Potions, First thing every week! In addition, it's a double period with Slytherins!" Liana narrowed her scarlet orbs dangerously. "And what's wrong with Potions and Slytherins? Hmm..." Ron looked at Liana's glare and gulped nervously, "Umm nothing... Nothing is wrong..." "It better be... Come on, lets get to class before we are late."

"But I you are a first year, why do you have the same class as us?"

"Oh... Well in Japan we start our education at the age of 10. However for my case, my mother decided that it is best if I start at the age of 5 but the course of my education will be slower. First 4 years of my early education was spent on the basics and some martial arts to build up my foundation and physical condition respectively. Then when I was 10 years old, I completed what you know as your first year. So my educational level are technically the same as yours, except for potions of course."

"Ah... I see." Hermione said while Liana and the Trio stood up and headed to the dungeons for their potion class.

~In the potions classroom~

Once she entered the classroom, Liana strod right up to the front of the class and sat down. She then took out her equipment and got her workstation ready for the class. Meanwhile, the Trio debated among themselves on where to sit for a while ( Mione won obviously) before sitting themselves next to Liana and waited for Professor Snape to arrive.

Right on the dot, the door was slammed open violently, making the students jump in surprise, and the Professor swept to the front of the classroom, robes billowing behind him like a black cloud. "This is your second year of potions class I expect you to know what's expected of you in this class." As the Professor reached the front if the class, he turned abruptly and glared at his students. "Since I'm no longer a spy for Headmaster Dumbledore, don't expect too much favoritism from me. I will be awarding marks or house points however and whenever I see fit.Now, today, we are going to have a recap of what you have learnt last year. If any of you Dunderheads remember, I taught you how to brew the Befuddlement Draught thus I expect you to know how to brew it. Without referring to the book. Begin!"

There was a mad scramble as the students set up their workstations as quickly as possible. Liana however glided over to the ingredient storage cupboard calmly and collected the required ingredients for the potion. There was a few minutes of chaos before the class settled down and start on the assignment. For the next one hour, only the sound of cauldron bubbling, chopping knifes, the occasional shuffle of robes and the sound of Professor Snape reprimanding some students for their mistakes.

It was relatively peaceful until a loud bang echoed in the classroom near the end of the period. The class jumped in shock and whipped their heads around to find the source of the commotion. It turns out that Neville added the ingredients in the wrong order as he was too nervous to concentrate properly. Unfortunately for Harry, Neville's failed potion ended up all over him as Harry was sitting in front of him. Professor Snape swept towards Neville menacingly, his face as dark as storm clouds, to give him a severe tongue-lashing. Meanwhile, Liana quickly got Harry to take off his outer robes and rinse off whatever goop that manage to come in contact with his skin. As the Professor is lecturing Neville on the importance of remembering all the materials thaught in the previous year, Neville was reduced to a nervous wreck, shrinking away for the irate Potions Master at every scathing remark thrown at him. "... the Befuddlement Draught is one of the simplest potion you can ever come across! How is it that you cannot remember such a simple recipe? 20 points from Griffindor and Longbottom, copy all of the recipes found in your first year textbook 5 times. Hand it in to me on Friday, am I understood?" After Neville manage to stutter an affirmative, Snape snapped at Neville to clean up his workplace. Before the Professor can turn around to check on Harry, Harry let out a pain filled scream and collapsed onto the ground his body trashing as though under the Cruciatus curse. Liana fretted around Harry before leaving him to her Father and collected a sample of the ruined potion. "Someone get Madame Pomfrey immediately! Now!" At that barked order from Snape, Dean ran out of the classroom at top speed towards the Hospital Wing to get the school matron.

As Dean went to get Madame Pomfrey, Harry's body spasm occasionally and stopped moving except for his chest that rose and fell as Harry took harsh breaths. He stopped screaming sometime before as he fell unconscious. He somehow ended up in the Potions Master's embrace during his fit on the ground when Snape tried to prevent Harry from hurting himself. Everyone was about to sigh in relief when nothing else happen when Harry started to shrink. He kept shrinking until his body became that of a 3 year old toddler. The class was shocked speechless. Dean choose that moment to return with the matron. Both of froze at the unexpected scene of the harsh Potions Master looking in shock at an adorable baby cradled in his arms.

'Bloody hell!' Liana thought in esperation as she looked up at the ceiling.