I would first of all like to thank SweetieCherrie for the wonderful review on this story and the idea for this chapter. So you may thank her for bringing this story back out for a chapter. And I must thank her for giving me another reason to stay up until 11:46 writing when I should really be in bed. I love doing that! Second of all I must tell you that Quirrell's first name in never mentioned . . . anywhere! So I trusted the Internet to give me the right name, so if it's wrong—it's the Internet's fault. Thanks and PLEASE REVIEW! Oh and BTW you gotta love how Snape's not sure whether to love or hate Harmony!

Maybe There Is Something

It was Halloween night and yet again Severus Snape was found in the Great Hall taking part in the Halloween feast. He looked up and down the staff table, where was Quirrell? Snape was just about to mention it to someone, when Quirrell came through the back door. His turban was askew and there was terror written all over his face. When he reached the High Table he simply said, "Troll – in the dungeons – thought you ought to know." And fainted onto the floor.

Snape watched as the school went into uproar, but Dumbledore got them quiet with a few firecrackers from his wand. He told the prefects to lead their houses back to their dormitories immediately.

Severus then noticed Quirrell was gone and went straight to the third floor to head Quirrell off. Surely he wasn't stupid enough to try to go after it now and even if he was, he wouldn't get too far. He couldn't know everything yet. More than likely he was going to see what was there, but Severus wouldn't let that happen.

Snape opened the door and was met by a three-headed dog. It tried to eat him as soon as he opened the door! It bit his leg first and then Severus began backing away hexing it as he went. He shut the door; there was no way Quirrell could get past that in a hurry. He looked at his leg, it wasn't bleeding too badly. He was turning to leave when . . .

"Severus!" He heard and running up the hall was Minerva McGonagall. "Severus, what are you doing up here?"

"Looking for the troll, of course." Snape answered, hoping she'd buy his excuse.

"Y-y-you d-don't think it c-c-could have gotten all the w-w-way up here, S-S-Severus?" A stuttering voice answered him. It was Quirrell; he must have been headed up to check the Stone.

"Ah, Quirinus, why are you up here?" McGonagall asked.

"I-I-I saw you c-c-come up here a-a-and I wondered i-i-if it had anything to do w-w-with the t-t-troll." Quirrell answered. He was, of course, lying to Minerva about his reason, Severus knew that much.

"Well maybe we should look for it in a more productive place." Minerva suggested.

"Yes," Snape agreed.

There was no way Quirrell could stay up there without a legitimate reason, which he didn't have; so they all headed back down to the main floor. When they got there they heard a thud loud enough to shake the castle and all three of them broke into a run, it had come from the girl's bathroom.

When they arrived in the room they saw the troll knocked out on the floor. Quirrell faked scared and plopped down on a toilet seat clutching his heart. Unlike Quirrell, Snape leaned over the troll to make sure it would stay knocked out.

"What on earth were you thinking of?" Minerva said. If there was one thing she was good at, it was lecturing her students. "You're lucky you weren't killed. Why aren't you in your dormitory?"

Snape shot the Potter boy a hard glance; leave it to him to get almost killed for glory. He was satisfied to see the boy's eyes drop to the floor.

"Please, Professor McGonagall – they were looking for me." It was the Granger girl.

"Miss Granger!" Minerva said. She was always saying how Granger was perfect and how she'd never do anything wrong, Minerva had just been proven wrong.

"I went looking for the troll because I – I though I could deal with it on my own – you know, because I've read all about them." The girl continued. "If they hadn't found me, I'd be dead now. Harmony pushed me out of the way . . . "

It took all of two seconds before the Potter boy was rambling.

"Harmony!" The boy said frantically looking toward the smashed sinks. "Professor my sister! She's-- she must be--"

Snape and McGonagall both understood at once, but Minerva was faster so Snape was forced to follow at her heels. Minerva quickly cleared the rubble and there was the crumpled form of Potter's sister.

Her eyes were closed and she was laying on her side. One arm was over her face the other laying bent not too far away. Her legs were bent together in a loose kneeling position. Her robe was covered in dust from the rubble and the back was flung out behind her. There were some cuts on her, but it looked as if no damage had been done to her head. It was a sad sight actually, to see Lily's replica so broken.

"Severus, help me." Minerva said motioning to the girl.

Severus obeyed not only because she'd asked him to, but because the sight of Lily's look-alike bent and broken like that was unbearable. It tore some kind of a hole in him to widen the hole Lily had left.

He knelt next to the girl and straightened her out to lie on her back with her arms to her sides and her legs straight. Then he checked to see if the girl had a pulse, praying the whole time that she was not dead. Her pulse was soft, but there, and her breathing was shallow. She'd live though. Severus let out a small sigh of relief that no one could hear.

"She's still alive," he finally announced softly for everyone else's benefit as he got up from the floor.

He felt the tension in the room lessen. Minerva collected herself and hurried the process along.

"Well then, we will deal with the rest of this quickly. Five points from you Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter you have earned five points each, I think that Miss Potter has earned ten points since she put her life on the line for another student. Professor Dumbledore will be informed of this. Potter we must take your sister to the Hospital Wing." She said in a hurry and then she turned to Snape. "Severus will you carry her?"

He knew the answer as soon as she asked the question. Potter was not up and speaking; so to him, she was no longer only Potter, she was Lily's replica and child and a student of Hogwarts nonetheless.

Severus bent over the girl's motionless form and scooped her into his arms, carrying her bridal style, her head rested softly on his chest. Carrying her this way made Severus realize how small and fragile this little eleven year old was. He could have wrapped his arms at least twice around her, maybe three, but Lily had been the same. Lily had been small and light, just like the girl he held in his arms.

Minerva carefully arranged the girl's arms in her lap then turned to the other three.

"Go back to your dormitory. And don't worry about Harmony. She'll be fine. You may see her tomorrow. Come Severus."

They left Quirrell to deal with the troll.

When they arrived at the hospital wing Madam Pomfrey forgot everyone else and started tending only to the girl. Dumbledore arrived not fifteen minutes later. They were all silent as they watched the skilled nurse tend to her patient. When Poppy stood up, she broke the silence.

"What happened to her?"

"She was the only one of four students who was injured while they faced a fully grown mountain troll." Minerva said.

"And she survived!" Poppy exclaimed.

"Yes, very remarkable." The Headmaster said.

"But of course she went looking for trouble, just like her father." Severus felt the words tumble out of his mouth. His pity for the girl had disappeared when he heard Poppy, Dumbledore, and Minerva begin to marvel over her.

"Severus," Dumbledore began calmly. "You mustn't judge her. From what I've seen she's more like Lily than you assume. You must give her a chance. With the troll, she went looking for it to save Hermione Granger, not for her own benefit."

How dare he compare her to Lily! She was nothing like her! She was just like her arrogant father! Severus felt rage fill his body faster than he could mask it.

"The Granger girl could be lying! How would any of us know?" It had come out louder than Severus expected.

That's enough, Severus. We must be careful or she will hear us and not be able to get the rest she so well deserves." Dumbledore said gently, watching the girl with eyes that leaked pity.

How could he pity her after she'd clearly gone looking for the troll for glory! Just like her brother! Just like her father! Snape bit his tongue; he knew Dumbledore would hear no more of his complaints.

"It's late and we all need rest." Minerva said.

"You're right Minerva." Dumbledore said.

Snape and Minerva walked to the door with Poppy who let them out. Snape bid Minerva goodnight when the door had shut behind them then stormed off to his chambers.

How could anyone think she was innocent? She clearly was looking for glory! She . . . but wait hadn't less than an hour ago he felt pity for the girl? Hadn't he checked her pulse and breathing worried for her life? No, he was worried for the sake that she looked like Lily. That was the only reason. Or was it? Severus shook his head to clear his thoughts.

She was just like her father! There was no other way she could be! He hated her just like he hated her father and her brother. Maybe even more because she looked like Lily, but acted like Potter!

Severus went to bed thoroughly convinced that he hated Harmony Potter, but during the night he found himself waking up almost every hour thinking that maybe he should go check the hospital wing to make sure she was all right.