"You just made that up!" Amelia shouted. Snape turned to face her his cloak whipping around as he did so. "Another five points from Gryffindor.""

"For what telling the truth? I have read Hogwarts a history cover to cover and asked Madam Pince about the rules regarding the books and as long as they are kept safe and out of the rain which there isn't any it is perfectly allowed." Amelia normally wouldn't talk to strangers or stand up to someone like Snape( who had more power than her) becouse she had a bit of anxiety but she wouldn't stand for injustice

Snape sneered and walked off still couching the book.

"You didn't have to do that," mumbled Harry. Amelia shook her head. "What he did was wrong and I wasn't going to just let it happen. I don't care if he is a teacher he doesn't have the right to be a jerk besides it didn't do anything. The points are enchanted they can't be taken away for no reason, Snape was just being a jerk."

They laughed. "I don't think I have ever seen him so mad and powerless before it was great!" Ron was laughing Amelia chuckled. "Yeah, scariest shit I've ever done though." Snape limped away. 

"Wonder what's wrong with his leg?"

"Dunno, but I hope it's really hurting him," said Ron bitterly.

The Gryffindor common room was very noisy that evening. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat together next to a window. Hermione was checking Harry and Ron's Charms homework for them. She would never let them copy ("How will you learn?"), but by asking her to read it through, they got the right answers anyway.

Harry felt restless. He wanted Quidditch Through the Ages back, to take his mind off his nerves about tomorrow. Why should he be afraid of Snape? Getting up, he told Ron, Hermione, and Amelia he was going to ask Snape if he could have it."

"Better you than me," they said together, but Harry had an idea that Snape wouldn't refuse if there were other teachers listening.

He made his way down to the staffroom and knocked. There was no answer. He knocked again. Nothing.

Perhaps Snape had left the book in there? It was worth a try. He pushed the door ajar and peered inside -- and a horrible scene met his eyes.

Snape and Filch were inside, alone. Snape was holding his robes above his knees. One of his legs was bloody and mangled. Filch was handing Snape bandages.

"Blasted thing*," Snape was saying. "How are you supposed to keep your eyes on all three heads at once?"

Harry tried to shut the door quietly, but -- "POTTER!"

Snape's face was twisted with fury as he dropped his robes quickly to hide his leg. Harry gulped.

"I just wondered if I could have my book back." "GET OUT! OUT!"