Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or anything to remotely do with, Harry Potter except for the books I bought at the store. Everything belongs to Rowling.

Summary: Snape reverts to a teenager and adventures insue.

Harry stared at the board intently, he had to get the potion right. Unfortunatly Professor Snape had a knack for writing small. It seemed he had jammed as many words as he could onto the board, the sentences, from the back of the room, blurred together. Harry squinted hard, trying to read whether the next ingrediant was essence of belladona or essence of boar's dung. He looked to his right, where Ron seemed to be having the same trouble, but unlike Harry who was only squinting slighty, Ron was leaning over the desk completely and squinting so hard his eyes were almost shut.

The sight made Harry laugh, but quitely, for Snape could here any enjoyment from a Gryffindor, especially Harry, from a mile away. At the chuckle Ron turned to him and turned a deep red like his hair. Harry shrugged and went back to squinting. After another few minutes of this and after his eyes began to water he turned to his left where Hermione was situated.

To Harry's annoyance Hermione seemed to be having no trouble making her potion let alone reading the board. She was quickly chopping and adding ingrediants so that her hands were a blur. She would grab a little of this and a little of that. She would chop and throw elegantly, it looked to Harry as if she were cooking instead of creating a delicate potion. Harry leaned over to her and whispered, "Hermione, what's the fifth ingrediant."

Hermione gave Harry a stern look, sighed and turned to the board, then she whispered, "Essence of Belladona." Then she went back to throwing what seeemd to Harry like random things into the cauldron. Harry grabbed his belladona and threw it in the cauldron. He turned back to the board and to his surprise was able to read the next one, or at least he thought he could. It either said frog's tongue or dog's breath. It was hard to tell.

He looked at his potion kit and found no frog's tongue so he started to add his dog's breath. Hermione turned to him and grabbed his arm before he could pull the stopper on the upside down bottle. "Harry, what are you doing, that's dog's breath!" She whispered.

Harry looked at her confused and said, "Isn't...Isn't the sixth ingrediant dog's breath?"

Hermione sighed, "No Harry, its Hog's Hair."

"Really? Oh, well, thanks." He said and grabbed the hog's hair and added it. Harry was about to continue but when he heard the lack of scraping, chopping and plopping to his left he turned to Hermione. "What is it?"

"Just thinking." Hermione said.

"Ok." He said and started to read again. Suddenly he felt a hand on his face. Hermione had grabbed his cheeks and was turning him toward her. Harry looked at her and froze in shock. She was pointing her wand at Harry's face. "Her...Hermione?" He stuttered in surprise.

Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Oh, stay still Harry. Then she hissed something that sounded like, Occulemenze Focusidio!"

Harry's vision swam and his eyes seemed to roll all over the place, though he could still see a worried expression on Hermione's face. Then his eyes focused, well they stopped rolling around. Focused wasn't really the word for it, more like foggy and blurry. He couldn's see a thing, it was as if he wasn't wearing his glasses at all

He glared at the blurry form of Hermione and growled at her, "What have you done!"

Hermione looked at him or at least he thought she did, "I...I was just trying to...to...help" Her voice sounded flustered and his anger faltered for a moment. He pulled off his glasses hoping against hope it was just them.

He pulled them off and glared at the perfectly clear form of Hermione, "Hermione, why can't you keep your..." He stopped talking and stared a Hermione.

"Oh Harry, don't tell me it's gotten worse, are you blind?" She seemed panicked now.

He stared at her open mouthed and said, "No...no Hermione, it isn't worse, its better, much better."

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I can see."

"Really, that's great!" Hermione almost shouted.

"No I mean, clearly as in, I don't need glasses."

Hermione grinned and then looked at Harry, her smile faltered.

"What is it Hermione." He said beaming at her, he didn't need glasses anymore.

"Well Harry, the thing is, well, the spell isn't permanent, its just for a short while, a half an hour or so." Hermione said whispering softly now.

Harry felt the grin fall from his face. So he did still need to wear glasses. He frowned and the sad expression on Hermione's face made him turn back to the board. He really had to get this potion done.