Harry was not sure how to feel about Halloween. Normally, Harry would always be locked up under the cupboard on this night while Dudley would always go off and eat as much candy as possible. But there was a reason more important as to why Harry contemplated Halloween. It was the day his parents died.

But unlike then, Harry now truly knew how, and because of that night, the world now knew peace.

But of course, peace and happiness can never seem to last very long.

"TROLL! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!" Professor Quirrell screamed as he ran into the great hall.

Yet most of the older students, along with the teachers, turned their head towards Professor Black who seemed just as surprised as they were.

"Don't look at me; I learned my lesson last time," Professor Black said quick to defend himself.

"W-well; I thought you all should know..." Professor Quirrell said in a wimpier and then presumed to faint.

The whole great hall began to scream in panic while Fred and George proceeded to poke the fainted Professor with their wands to see if he was alive.

"SILENCE." Dumbledore shouted getting everyone's attention.

"Everyone, would you please, not panic. Now, prefects take your house back to the dormitories, teachers, you follow me to the dungeon," Dumbledore said calmly to which everyone but one followed suite.

"Oh no!" Harry exclaimed.

"What?" Ron said

"Hermione! She doesn't know!" Harry said running off to the girl's restroom.

"Wait Harry, you don't even know what girl's restroom she's in!"

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"I think the troll left the dungeon," Ron said as he say the troll head into the fourth girl's bathroom they checked.

It wasn't long till they heard screaming and let's just say that eight more screams, two broken sinks, and a levitation spell later did the teachers find the three students with the defeated troll.

"What is going on here; explained your selves." Professor McGonagall said looking at Harry and Ron who she was sure to not have missed being in the great hall during the commotion.

"It's my fault Professor," Hermione spoke out, "I went looking for the troll, I read about them and thought I could defeat it on my own," She said looking at the boys with an apologetic look, "But I was wrong, it they didn't come looking for me, I'd probably dead."

"Well am disappointed in all three of you, there are not many first years that can survive a fully grown mountain troll and live to tell the tale."

The trio looked down in shame for there actions; Harry and Ron especially. It was their fault for what happened to Hermione, yet she was the one to take the blame.

But Harry saw something from his moping, a bleeding leg that belong none other to Professor Snape.

"Ten points will be taken from Gryffindor and five points, will be awarded to Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley each; for sheer dumb luck. I expect all three of your to head off to bed and any detours will give you punishment, now off with you." Professor McGonagall said to which the students hurried off.

"That was a close one!" Ron exclaimed once they were sure the teacher couldn't here.

"Why did you lie Hermione? You could have told McGonagall the truth?" Harry asked.

"Well why did you come to my rescue when you two could have been safe?" Hermione questioned back.

"Figured it was obvious, Friends don't let friends die by trolls," Ron answered back.

"Well then I guess my answer is the same, friends don't betray friends either." Hermione said and from what Harry could see, have red tinted ears and they made there way to the common room while not only getting yell at by Percy, but congratulated by Fred and George.

Yet there was something that kept bothering him. Why was Professor Snape's leg bleeding; and more importantly, why did it look like the bit of a dog?

But then again, Harry hardly knew anything about Professor Snape and it did not help that Snape showed nothing more then hatred whenever Harry was around. But to go so far as to try and get past the three headed dog? Why?

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"Well this is a fine mess." Professor Black said taking a sip from his drink which he still carried around looking at the past out troll.

"Why did you take your chalice with you?" Professor McGonagall questioned.

"I wasn't going to leave my drink unattended." Professor Black said as if it was the most obvious answer with left some teachers bemused in memory.

"Then I'll leave you and Severus to deal with the clean up,"

"Wait what."

"Good day," Professor McGonagall said and left followed by the other teachers who regulus swore looked amused.

"Wait Minnie you can't be serious?!? MINNIE!"

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"You should have been more careful. Fluffy would have ripped off your leg on a good day, lucky I've been helping with his feeding regiment so I can assure you won't get rabies," Regulus said trying to brighten up the mood as he bandaged Severus's bleeding leg.

"Although I must ask, why did you head over there instead of the dungeon, I would figure you would not waste the chance to try a few new spells on a living target."

Severus gave a scowl at Regulus direction which had no effect to the youngest Black.

"I wasn't on a wild chase for one lousy troll because I was preoccupied on other values. My theory proved to be correct by the time I arrive and the Potter boy only made it more obvious when he managed to get so close to the stone to begin with."

"Now who's picking favorites." Regulus said amused to which Severus rolled up a news paper and proceeded to twack him on the head with a scowl which only made Regulus chuckle.

"I am not picking favorites; and it would definitely not be Potter."

"If you at least like to know, he doesn't strut around the castle Sev, if anything his actually good kid. I say a little to reckless and one sided I'll admit, but a good kid," Regulus said putting the final touches on the bleeding leg; hopefully Madam Pomfrey doesn't find out of she'll make sure Snape stays in the infirmary till his had a full recovery.

Severus grumbled, "As far as I can see his nothing more then his father, running around as if the world revolves around him. The other students only encourage that through."

"I know better then anyone of what your saying, James Potter was probably the most egotistical person I've ever meet; not counting my brother and Voldemort, but that's were we come in and show him how to be a good person. That's are job as teachers, we teach people to be the best part of themselves they can be. You could as least try and say some words of encouragement to him before his first quidditch game. It could not hurt, although your leg on the hand, I would suggest staying off of for long periods of time."

"Well then you'll have no trouble dealing tomorrow with filling in Quirrell's class tomorrow, I'm sure it would be quite enjoyable." Severus said sarcastically with a smug grin as he went back to his room. 

Regulus cried a bit.

Extra

•Regulus once brought a mountain troll two years prior to class to prove the effects of calming drought on magical creatures.

•unfortunately it managed to wonder off to the kitchens and Regulus gave a formal apology to the house elves. It didn't cause trouble, but it made a pretty big mess.

•Regulus Black learned to never leave his drinks unattended (#marauder for a brother)

•Regulus is so done cleaning other people's sh!t