Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, disclaimers are annoying because we already all know this but alas it has to be said.

A.N. So I haven't written anything for a year and a bit and I felt rather mean. So I decided to write something. Well actually I've just been reading o much fanfic lately and haven't been able to find any new stories that I like so decided to write my own again, hopefully this will be a continuing trend, not the not being able to find good fanfics but the continuing my story... Hopefully :D

Chapter Three: Twice Dead in a Day

Albus was pacing his dormitory nervously trying to work out for the umpteenth time why he had ever decided it was a good idea to blurt out he was gay to Scorpius Malfoy of all people. Worse than that what did he expect to happen? For Scorpius to suddenly drop his books and run down the corridor, only to snog him shamelessly out of some deep dark secret desire that mirrored his own. Of course he shouldn't have he realised, honestly the boy telling him to suit himself was rather nice compared to the other more grim and varied possibilities that could of followed after his impromptu revelation.

And what about James, what was he going to do about his big brother. Honestly if Scorpius didn't spread this little bit of juicy gossip all over the school by dinner he would eat his hat, then break into Dumbledore's office and eat the sorting hat too.

Snapping at Tom when he came up probably wasn't a good idea either. He had only wanted to check on his friend, and he had blown up at him and told him to mind his own bloody business. He had a lot of sucking up to do there.

Rummaging through his pocket he pulled out the death ring as he had aptly decided to name it and gave it three little turns waiting for his new found mentors to materialize.

"I told you Dumbledore he was a fool, now look what he's done. Kills Voldemort gets married and names a kid after me he's ruined my reputation, next they'll tell me he made a rousing speech and explained to the world how I was really a likeable man inside and a true Gryffindor," complained Severus as he and Dumbledore materialized in the fifth year Gryffindor's dormitory.

"Come now Severus would that really be such a bad thing?" asked Dumbledore who had already realised they had been whisked away from the afterlife for a second time that day. Snape who was oblivious heedlessly carried on. "YES! I never needed nor do I want recognition, I was happy dying with my dignity intact, it's all been ripped to shreds now, for heaven's sake a Potter with my name."

"Hem hem," Albus gave a small cough trying to gain the irate mans attention.

"Umbridge!" yelled Snape "How the fuck did she get in here stupid bitch if she tries and ruins my afterlife I'll exorcise her into oblivion and don't think I wont... ohh shit it was just you" Snape had finally looked around his surrounding s and realised that Albus had called them again.

"What do you want now?" the dead potions master asked with his trademark sneer in place.

"What he means is," Dumbledore interrupted roughly elbowing Severus in the ribs. "How can we help you?" Both Dumbledore and Albus studiously ignored the mumbling coming from Severus picking up words like ...summons us... drop of a hat... stupid potters... make me a bloody house elf...

Albus deciding the dead headmaster was the easier of the two to talk to, mainly because unlike the dead potions master he didn't have his fingers in his ears standing in a corner singing lalalalaa I can't fucking hear you.

"I may have blurted out to Scorpius in the middle of a corridor that I was Gay," explained Albus. Raucous laughter immediately replaced the impromptu singing coming from the corner.

"You did what. Ohh that's too good, by all means please continue," Snape conjured himself a big cushiony chair and a box of pop corn and proceeded to watch what was unravelling before him, Dumbledore spared him a glare but urged the boy to continue.

"And well he may have said along the lines of well suit yourself" More laughter was heard from the corner along with the patter of spilling pop corn. Both of them ignored it.

"Well my boy, might I say that, that may not have been the best of choices to tell young Scorpius."

"You think!" blurted out Snape, whose mouth turned into a zipper that promptly zipped itself up courtesy of Dumbledore, death had done nothing to his rather prestigious if he did say so himself transfiguration skills.

"If you have nothing nice to add Severus I must assume you need to be treated like a five year old until you can say something nice." A box of half full pop corn promptly hit him in the back of the head, Dumbledore continued as if nothing had occurred. "Perhaps it would have been better to try and befriend young Scorpius first before showing him the type of relationship you would desire with him."

"But how am I meant to do that now he's never going to want to talk to me again, and when my brother finds out I'm dead!"

"There is always a way my dear boy, why..."

"Obliviate him," interrupted Snape who had managed to undo Dumbledore's transfiguration.

"There will be no need to obliviate anybo..."

"How do I do it?" Asked Albus. Rushing over to Severus while totally ignoring Dumbledore.

"It is a complicated little charm where you need to have the moment you want removed from their memory firmly in your mind otherwise you run the risk of turning them into a vegetable, the wand movements are like so." However Severus found he had his moth turned back into a zipper and his robes had turned into a straight jacket. He glared at Dumbledore who returned it with a smirk.

"As I was saying there will be no need to obliviate anybody, apart from it being illegal you could botch it up and he would indeed be a vegetable. Instead try and be his friend it can still happen, despite what Severus will say to the contrary. You could merely blame your outburst on the after effects of a babbling hex someone cast on you if he ever asks."

"I still like the sound of obliviating better," grumbled Albus.

"Yes well as we've already decided you shall not be taking that path we need to entertain other avenues don't we!"

"Fine," agreed Albus "But what about my brother when he finds out he'll tell my dad for sure and I'll be disowned."

"Hardly my dear boy if he ever says anything which I doubt he will, you can always ask him about the time I found him in the sixth floor corridor broom cupboard with one mister Seamus Finnegan playing with each others... ahem wands."

"I did not need to know that Headmaster, I'm scared for afterlife now!" complained Severus who once again had gotten past Dumbledore's transfigurations.

Albus face had turned a shade of green, never needing to hear that about his father, but the green soon faded to a pasty white as he heard footsteps on the stairs outside and the doorknob of his dormitory door begin to turn.

"Go you need to go now!" yelled Albus who turned around to see that Dumbledore and Snape were both fading away already.

Just as they did, the door opened fully and striding into the dorm room was none other than James Potter. He spared a murderous glare at his brother before opening his mouth.

"We need to talk, Now!"