Obsidian eyes swept over the quiet classroom, every student's heads were bent over their cauldrons precariously. Only Draco and Ms. Granger seemed to be doing well on their potion, surprisingly enough they'd temporarily reconciled for the sake of their grade. Potter and his other side kick were not, as he had hoped, failing miserably nor were they succeeding though. Severus Snape growled imperceptibly he needed something to alleviate the boredom of watching inept students brew their own potions. All too soon he got his answer but not in the form he had hoped. Longbottom's cauldron was bubbling and splashing out of the cauldron staining the dungeon floor with thick globs of sickly yellow-orange potion. Snape stood rapidly putting himself between the cauldron and his students, barely having enough time to say a shield charm.

He may loath the little brats but even he didn't want to see them hurt and he had never seen the particular potion they were supposed to be making turn that color. Within seconds the potion had exploded, drenching him and splattering the invisible walls of the charm. Snape growled more annoyed at being covered in unidentified slime than the failed potion, for now. He barked at the class to leave and began to clean up, bottling a sample for later examination. Before he could finish cleaning he was overtaken by a foreign feeling that was neither pain nor pleasant but somewhere in between. Gripping the side of his desk he tried to stave off the strange feeling but wound up falling with only enough consciousness to protect his head.

"Severus are you in?" asked a gravely mid-tone voice from the other side of the door, Remus Lupin stood out there politely knocking on the door. Snape was supposed to have delivered the wolfsbane potion earlier in the day but when he heard the reiteration of the earlier class from Harry he'd come to make sure the potions master was alright.

"Severus I'm going to come in…" he called before opening the door to the classroom, his eyes fell on familiar black robes heaped on the floor.

"Severus!?" he called out rushing over, well aware that if the potions master were not injured he'd never hear the end of this. It was indeed Snape lying on the floor with a small vial beside his outstretched hand. Lupin however wasn't mollified in the least every inch of exposed skin was glowing a sickly green the strange glow that obscured the other man's face. Remus quickly tossed some floo powder into the fire and brought Severus to the infirmary, calling for Dumbledore and Poppy to meet him there.

"What happened Remus?" asked Poppy as she began scanning Severus' limp form with her wand. The defense teacher repeated what Harry told him and what he'd seen producing the small vial for Poppy to scan as well.

"Headmaster…I have no idea what this is or what it's going to do to him…" She said finally looking at the glowing figure on the bed, while Severus may not be her friend she cared for him regardless. Dumbledore watched the man on the bed,

"Well he doesn't appear to be in any pain…perhaps the best thing would be to wait and see how this progresses." He suggested a strange twinkle dancing in his eyes. Remus just stared at him,

"Surly you are not saying we should do nothing! The potion could've poisoned him or worse…" he exclaimed, a strange protective need settling over him. Dumbledore merely smiled and gave a cheery wave, leaving a very angry werewolf and a stunned med-witch. Poppy looked up at him and waved her wand over Severus,

"I've put up alerting spells, all his vitals are stable and he seems to be only sleeping but the spells will alert me if anything changes." She said, "There really isn't much else we can do…in any other case the potion would be sent to Snape to analyze but seeing as he is the victim we can't do that." She said patting him on the shoulder and going back to the nurse's station. Remus looked at the prone figure on the bed, weighing the annoyed lecture he would get if he were still here when the man awoke over staying just to keep the strange protectiveness he was feeling at bay. Opting to stay he grabbed a chair and settled into to nab a nap.

The next morning Severus Snape woke up in the hospital wing, looking around he spotted Lupin curled up in a chair beside the bed.

"Why is Lupin here?" he mused aloud but something was wrong with his voice, it was much too soft and several timbres lighter. Sitting up he discovered something that most definitely not there the afternoon before, the loose hospital gown did nothing to disguise the very shapely distinctly female attributes that he seemed to have acquired in his sleep. Feeling ashamed and more then a little apprehensive he checked under the blanket and discovered that the change had indeed been complete. With a very unmanly shriek Severus Snape woke the sleeping werewolf beside him. They locked eyes,

"If you even dare to laugh…" the potions master threatened but it was softer than any other he'd ever issued and the werewolf only stared in shock.

AN: -mad cackle- so um... yah. =D any suggestions on Snape's female name? Cause he can't stay Severus that's just weird. XD

An. This is what happens when I talk with my friends about fan fictions…or if I let them read the ones I've written. The conversation below is what spawned this story.

Brittles: SMUTSMUT SMUT

Sarah: -giggles-

Brittles: HARRY ON SNAPE ACTION

Brittles: WOO!

Sarah: -bol-

Brittles: -inspired-

Brittles: -starts sketching-

Sarah: -giggles-

Brittles: I think I'll give Snape moobs

Sarah: -bol-

Sarah: -dies laughin-

Sarah: -giggles- that's so beyond un-sexy

Brittles: xD

Brittles: he charmed them

Brittles: so they look more feminine

Sarah: -giggles-

Sarah: that's just sorta creepy...

Sarah: -totally wants to write a fic where Snape somehow gets turned into a girl-

Brittles: LOL

Brittles: it'll be a short funny story

Sarah: mm I bet I could make a longer one with that... like I dunno five chapters or so... XD

Sarah: -hums-

Sarah: ...

Sarah: Omg... Im seriously actually considering writing that...what the hell is wrong with me.

Sarah: XD

Brittles: DO IT

Brittles: XD

Brittles: but credit me for the boobs idea

So all credit for this Story line or the inspiration idea of it belongs to Brittles…-points- It's all her fault.