Second Chance at Saving Them {Harry Potter}

OH SNAP(E)

Eh, em. On to the next chapter! For this one (for the dedication) I want to hear your favorite song lyric. Any song, from anywhere. AND GO!

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Harry's head jerked up, and his emerald eyes met Snape's cold, beetle black ones. Everyone was momentarily frozen in shock. Snape recovered first.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Students out of bed?"

"I-" The three of them scrabbled up and backed as far away as they could, which wasn't that far.

"Save it Potter. Come with me, all of you."

"But Professor, I can't. See, we're in the middle of something important and we need to get going." Hermione and Ron tried to hide their amused expressions. While Snape had been redeemed as someone who had done the right thing in the end, that didn't erase the fact the he was a massive git, especially to Harry.

Snape's mouth twitched and his eyebrow raised. He was clearly hiding his anger. "Oh, my I ask what you are so busy with that you feel the need to break the rules? Or is it the simple need to emulate your no good father?"

Harry thought he deserved that one, but he had long since acknowledged that his father had been a prat. But he changed, Snape didn't. "Don't talk about my father that way. He was ten times the man you'll ever be." Harry said, his temper flaring. This caused Snape eyes to blaze with anger, though Harry was unfazed. He was far too used to that expression from Snape. As if his continued defiance enraged Snape even more, the man snapped, sending a curse flying towards Harry. But Harry had been expecting it, and was able to block it.

Snape, however, was not expecting to have a spell of any sort thrown back at him. So when Harry sent a stunning spell Snape's way, it hit its mark. Snape collapsed onto the ground in a heap.

"I really didn't want to do this. Far too Lockhart for my taste, but I'm not risking it. Obliviate." he wiped the last thirty minutes from Snape's mind and turned to Ron and Hermione, "We better go, and this time Ron, be a little more careful, please." It came out more rude than he had meant it, but his temper hadn't calmed just yet.

Ron turned red to his ears and rubbed the back of his neck,"Sorry, I don't know how I missed it."

Harry sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose,"It's fine. We all have." He picked up the cloak and threw it back over them. There was really nothing they could do with Snape, besides get this over with quickly and get back to him to make sure he didn't tell Dumbledore about their actions. They carefully made their way up the stairs, jumping over the step this time.

"So, who's going first this time?" Harry asked, once they reached the third floor corridor.

"As long as Hermione doesn't lose her head again, I will." Ron replied, giving Hermione a sly smile. Hermione replied by hitting Ron upside the head.

"Thank you for volunteering, but I thought it was ladies first." Ron blushed and Harry couldn't help but sigh.

"Fine. I'll go first again. Here's the flute Hermione, just keep playing." Harry said, handing over the instrument, which Hermione took. "Let's go."

The trio entered the room and Hermione started playing, which made the wide awake Fluffy fall back into a deep slumber in seconds. Harry carefully moved the beast's paw from the trapdoor and opened it, dropping down into the first chamber. The Devil's Snare started wrapping around him as soon as he landed. Ron landed shortly after he did, and Hermione followed. They relaxed and dropped through the vines onto the floor below.

"That Devil's Snare is a nasty piece of work." Ron said as they walked to the next chamber, they got there and Harry pulled his shrunken broom from his pocket, and unshrunk it. He took off, one eye already on the key with the broken wing. In just a few minutes, Harry had caught hold of the key and was landing on the ground. Harry reshrunk his broom, before unlocking the door and they traveled to the next room. Upon seeing the chess set, Hermione pulled Ron into a hug and kissed his cheek,