AN: Hello again! Faster update this time, it didn't take six months! Love the reviews! Again big thanks to A Potter Persona for being a wonderful beta and friend. I plan on writing the next chapter for the Green Eyed Phantom soon; I just had a lot of inspiration for this story. Now on with the story! This story has not been read by my beta yet! So be patient with my spelling! :D

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~Somewhere In Between ~

When she arrived, a bit out of breath due to running, she noticed that no one else had arrived but shrugged her shoulders and blamed it on Harry. When she grabbed he door handle and pushed it down she felt a hooking sensation in her navel and the world began to spin. A few seconds later it disappeared and it suddenly felt as if she was falling. Luna looked down and SPLASH – She had ended up in the black lake with the rest of her classmates and Professor McGonagall. Oh, what she wouldn't do to Harry when she found him… He would regret the prank he just pulled on her… She would get her vengeance!

~Somewhere In Between ~

Chapter 9 – Snape out of it!

Snape was mad… No scratch that, Severus Tobias Snape was furious and had been ever since that devastating night of the sorting. Severus just knew it had something to do with the Potter brat. Even dead the spoiled brat hunted him and made his life miserable. It had started small but had quickly escalated to the point of destroying his carefully created reputation. Just this week alone he had ended up in Trelawney's bedroom seven times and it usually happened in his first or second year classes or in the staffroom when he was venting his pent up frustrations over the dunderheads in the school. Severus remembered with a shudder the time he had discovered Trelawney getting ready for bed, it was an image he almost was prepared to obliviate from his own mind. He sneered to himself and glared at two passing third year Hufflepuffs, not that it worked mind you – they just giggled at him and ran away to tell their friends that he had, once again, ended up in the Black Lake. And that was the reason for his bad mood no matter what he did or say, he had ended up dripping wet in the Black Lake at least five times a day. It was infuriating.

But back to the Potter brat! Severus had been so happy the dunderhead finally had perished that he almost preformed a happy dance – Almost. Now however he was anything but happy, he was soaking wet and without his wand he couldn't preform a drying spell. Potter somehow managed to infuriate him beyond the grave. Severus didn't know how but he intended to go to the bottom with this and possibly dispose of the maraudering spirit. Beware indeed.

~Somewhere In Between ~

The next day Severus Tobias Snape was a wizard on a mission, a mission to get rid of the only remaining link to his childhood tormentors that still existed inside this school. Sure, Severus knew the Wolf and the Dog was still inside of Grimmauld Place, hiding from the real world. But Severus had a plan to get rid of them too. He would tell Bella where her hated cousin was hiding, not the exact address of course as Dumbledore was the Secret Keeper, but the neighbourhood. Then he would lightly suggest putting up some wards to prevent portkeys, apparition and floo while she dosed the place in Fiendfyre. The revenge would be even sweeter if he was the one to burn the place down but he had to uphold his image of being Dumbledore's spy and he needed to have an alibi. Not that he would get suspected but it was better to be safe than sorry.

Severus went through his day like any other; he ended up in the Black Lake twice and in Myrtles bathroom trice. Fortunately he managed to avoid Trelawney's bedroom. He had managed to decipher that the culprit had used the portkey charm tied to three different keywords on something. What he hadn't discovered yet but he was determined to do it. Now however he had a more important mission – To find an exorcism that would get rid of the spirit maraudering in the castle. He sneezed at a particularly dusty book and read the index. On page 394 he found an interesting section about spirits and ghosts.

Chapter 26 - What is the Difference Between the Soul and Spirit?

Many witnesses of a deathbed have reported the dying person seeing deceased loved ones waiting for them, before the person crosses over from earth to the next plane. When one passes it is well known that someone that is known to them or someone who is kind who assist them in the crossing-over experience usually greets them. It is believed that their presence, wisdom and love helps to calm the dying person while relieving some fear of what lies in store on the next plane. Ghosts are souls that fears death or what it will entail when they finally meet out creator. They stay on the plane of the living for reasons only known to themselves, but it is often out of fear or because they feel that there is something that they didn't get the chance to experience before their death. The experience they missed out on could be anything from growing old to feelings of revenge against their murderer. Ghosts can be seen by magical's without any exceptions but can only be seen by extremely clear-sighted Muggles and then only vaguely.

Spirits are a bit trickier than ghosts. A spirit is, just like a ghost, a soul wandering around the plane of the living. The difference is that the spirit didn't choose to do it, it was chosen for him or her. Often it is the Fates interfering. The spirits keep all their abilities they had before they died and often gain an animal companion that often takes the shape of a Testral, Ghost-Tigers, Chameleons or a Ghost Phoenix. The last one is extremely rare and when dealing with a spirit that has a Ghost Phoenix as a companion take extreme caution and do not anger it. The spirit probably has ha destiny that is bigger than everything you know. The spirits are different to ghosts in the way that they can only be seen by people that believe in them as persons. Individuals that loved the person like a brother, sister, daughter, son or parent but also individuals that could see them for the person they were and not any moniker they had achieved. *

Now to get rid of a spirit you need to preform the following ritual during a full moon. It has the most effect if preformed during All Hallows Eve, but it will work any other night with a full moon. This ritual will not work on…

Here the rest of the sentence had been smudged and Severus was unable to decipher its meaning, but shrugged and figured it unimportant. He went straight to the ritual and started muttering the ingredients' to himself.

"Let's see… Basilisk fang… The headmaster probably has the one Potter brought in his second year… broomslangskin, unicorn blood, phoenix tears… All that I can obtain. That also includes the wax candles and the calk that is needed for the runes and pentagrams… It will be harder to obtain a priced possession of the spirit, but I'm sure I can find something Potter liked… Probably a picture of himself, I would fit right in, self-centred brat that he was…"

So lost in his musings he didn't notice the three Gryffindor's hiding in the shadows as he walked by. Neither did he notice them nod and set out to find anything their friend cherished and hid it where no one could use it against him.

~Somewhere In Between ~

"Twix…" Severus stated with a sneer to the stone guardian that was the entrance to the Headmaster's office. He leisurely stepped onto the moving stair and slowly rode upwards, all the while disdainfully looking at the crude words and other carvings made in the walls of the sacred walls of Hogwarts. Smirking to himself as he dispelled of the unpleasant thoughts of Dunderheads that had nothing better to do than loitering, he started to imagine a world without marauders in it. It almost made him smile. He was about to knock on the door when he heard a soft:

"Come on in Severus…"

Severus sighed and opened the door. In front of his desk sat none other than Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. He wore his usual garish robes and the colour of the day was red and green making him look like a walking Christmas tree. Severus sneered at the comparison – Disgusting Muggles destroying the Yule celebration. But back to the issue at hand. Severus cleared his throat.

"Albus I believe that I have solved our issue with the maraudering spirit in the castle." He could see that the Headmaster was intrigued by the way his eyes started to twinkle and how he leaned slightly forward to rest his elbows on the table. Severus slowly slid the book towards Albus as he continued to speak.

"I have found a ritual that will banish a spirit from a specific location. I have everything needed for the ritual and we are lucky in the aspect that the next full moon is during All Hallows Eve. The only thing needed to complete the ritual would be something of value to the spirit. I assume that you could locate something of use?"

Albus looked thoughtful before nodding and rising from the chair. He walked to an out of the way shelf and retrieved a picture of the Potter brat's parents. Severus sneered and nodded to himself, it would be perfect. The brat always mooned about not having any family. Not like those relatives of his didn't wait on his every need. Severus huffed and looked at Albus.

"I will start the preparations immediately… The third floor corridor will do excellent…"

"You do that my boy… We can't have the spirit of Harry Potter roaming the castle causing mayhem… No this is for the Greater Good… Just as getting Neville Longbottom to fill the shoes of The Boy Who Lived…"

Severus just sneered and walked out of the office. Albus Dumbledore was a fool thinking that the squib could fill that role. Severus would squash him like a bug. He smirked to himself and set out to make the preparations leaving a thoughtful Headmaster behind.

~Somewhere In Between ~

Severus was just finishing the final line in the pentagram when Albus walked in with the four ghosts that represented the different houses. Apparently different kind of souls could see each other even though they didn't like or appreciate each other. And according to them the Potter brat was becoming a worse menace than Peeves. Severus thought back to the Halloween feast and could do nothing but agree.

~Somewhere In Between ~ Flashback ~Somewhere In Between ~

Severus sat, as usual, in his chair, sneering towards the cheerful students enjoying the Muggle holiday. The only ones with any sort of decorum were his own Slytherin's. They, like Severus, was sneering and smirking towards the idiots in the other houses completely unaware of what was about to happen.

It happened in the middle of the feast. First a thunderstorm started in the enchanted ceiling, then thunderbolts started to descend on the students and staff. That went on for a few minutes while chaos reigned. After a while the doors to the Great Hall flew open and in marched an army of stuffed animals all chanting:

"Death to the Toad! Death to the Toad"

Suddenly in place of Dolores "The Toad" Umbridge was a pink toad with a white bow. The Toad quacked in distress and started jumping around trying to avoid the army. Severus wasn't sure what to do, but he didn't have to wonder for a very long time because suddenly he was hit with a spell from behind that made him speak in old Shakespearian. The only thing he said after discovering what the spell did was to shout:

"POTTER!"

Which of course ended with him transported into Myrtles bathroom, which had been flooded, and to add salt in the wound his wand was gone to… Probably back in his drawer in the cabinet next to his bed.

~Somewhere In Between ~ Flashback End ~Somewhere In Between ~

So Severus could definitely sympathise with the pink, green, yellow and blue ghost – Apparently they had been hit with some kind of colour changing spell. Severus really didn't want to know and only sneered at them.

After directing the ghosts to their intended places and instructing them to inform him when Potter arrived he stood in the northeast point of the pentagram and started chanting:

"Jam tibi impero et præcipio maligne spiritus! ut confestim allata et circulo discedas, absque omni strepito, terrore, clamore et foetore, asque sine omni damno mei tam animæ quam corporis, absque omni læsione cujuscunque creaturæ vel rei; et ad locum a justissimo tibi deputatum in momento et ictu oculi abeas; et hinc proripias."**

The Baron gave a short nod to him informing him that Potter had arrived. Severus then upped the chanting and when it reached its peak there was a bright flash. When Severus and Albus regained their vision again they were astounded to discover that every single one of the ghosts was gone and that the Brat had left another message on the wall.

Thank you! You just did me a huge favour getting rid of those old timers! But don't think that it will earn you any favours! Now I can go all out, do anything I want and no one can stop me! Let the real revenge begin! Mohahaha!

~Somewhere In Between ~

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Mysteria Malfoy