POV: Severus. 2016. The Ministry of Magic. Play the song! 😍😘🖤

I went back in time to the day before Kingsley was supposed to be murdered by Derrick. Kingsley is now safe and in hiding. Derrick took his opportunity of course and became the new minister. Wrecking havoc for the past two months.

I handed Hermione our last dose of polyjuice potion as Mr. And Mrs. Bingley. As She wrapped the chain of the time turner around my neck.

We cheers each other for good luck sealing it with a kiss. We turned into our secret identities as Hermione turned the time turner to 2016.

"Are you ready?" I asked her taking her precious hand in mine. "Yes. As I'll ever be." She gave me a quivering smile. I kissed her again and disapparated us to the ministry.

We entered through the one of the large fireplace entrances that the ministry employees used.

When we arrived in the lobby of the ministry it soon reminded us of how it looked when Voldemort had overruled our world back in 1998. "Oh, Charlie. It's just as before..." Hermione spoke and soon stopped.

I held her hand tightly in mine making our way to the receptionist. While holding my wand at the ready to strike any uncertainty of darkness.

"Names?" The rude receptionist witch spoke looking up at us.

"Charles Bingley and this is my wife Jane. I have a meeting with the Minister inquiring the new open position as head warden for Azkaban." I strongly stated feeling Hermione's hand shaking. I squeezed it to stop her nerves.

"Wands, please." The receptionist forcefully demanded holding out both her hands. We each placed our wands into her scaly hands.

We watched her place our wands individually inside a black long tube specifically made for checking wands. It was a new technology I was completely unaware of. My wand was first. A bright green light lit up the inside and my wand popped out like a waffle jumping out of a toaster. Hermione's was next. Hers turned red and my stomach dropped to my feet.

"You're cleared Mr. Bingley." The receptionist practically threw my wand at me. "However, your wife is not. She doesn't have clearance to see the minister. She can wait over there for you." The rude witch threw her wand to Hermione as she caught it and pointed to the benches.

"Thanks." I returned her cold behavior with my very own charismatic charm.

I took Hermione's hand and walked away from the crowd to talk to her. "What are we going to do?!" She whispered to me in a panic. "It's fine darling. You stay here not looking suspicious. Stay close to the fireplaces for our quick get away. Be ready." I informed her with a quick kiss and entered the lifts to travel to the first floor to the minister's office.

I read the plaque engraved in silver on his door.

The Minister of Magic
Derrick Slater.

I knocked on the door as I heard him welcome me inside. "Please, come in. Come in." He greeted me at the door shaking my hand. "Minister." I gestured in nodding, he looked exactly how I remembered him... the little shit. Suddenly, Derrick looked at me with a peculiar look. It made me think he recognized my voice. He let go of my hand and walked towards his bar pouring himself a fire whiskey.

"Have a seat Mr. Bingley." Derrick instructed me while I sat in one of the chairs. He walked back over to where I was and pressed himself against the front of his desk looking down at me.

"So you're Charles Bingley, huh? My only applicant and certainly the most qualified to handle the warden position at Azkaban." He took a drink staring at me. Then placed it on his desk.

"Charles why do you want this job?" He asked me trying to be domineering.

"Because it's been my life long dream to be in charge of dementors." I felt the sarcasm leave my mouth as he smiled laughing.

"Sure, sure." Derrick spoke continuing. "I see you are a full blood with a rather impressive experience with dark magic. You are an expert on handling dementors as well as an excellent handler with muggles." He paused glaring at me, as if he were about to Dare to test Severus Snape. "So I see there's no reason as to why I shouldn't offer you the position today."

"Thank you Minister." I looked at him narrowing his eyes on me making me think he changed his mind.

"Did you go to Hogwarts?" He flatly asked me with pride in his tone.

"No, I attended Durmstrang." I returned the tone.

"Great establishment. I figured so. Because I would've have known you probably, us being around the same age." He paused looking at a giant moving portrait of himself hanging behind his desk. Then returned his glance at me.

"Do you want to see something Charlie?" He wickedly smiled at me with evil in his blue eyes.

He gestured for me to stand and I followed his orders gripping my wand hidden beneath my robes.

We stood right by his portrait as he opened it to the side making me move backwards somewhat. He revealed a hidden safe and unlocked it with his wand.

He pulled out a red potion that boiled at the top. I knew exactly what it was. A dangerous potion with catastrophic consequences that could wipe out an entire country. It's referred to as Lixending.

"This Charlie is my next defining moment. This potion is designed to kill all muggles in the world. I have a factory ready to assemble, but I need the last ingredient to double in gigantic proportions of course. Because we will be putting it in the water supply. All witches and wizards will be immune." He told me his plan with his eyes basking in horrific glory.

Derrick handed me the the vile holding death, as I took it wanting to throw it in his face. I didn't say anything. I just stared at him.

"Now, tell me Professor Snape. How many bats wings will it require to emulsify into multiple proportions so my plan can move more quickly." He gave me that cunning Slytherin devil smile.

"I'd recognize the old dungeon bats voice from a mile away! What the fuck are you really doing here?!" He yelled at me.

"Expelliarmus!" I quickly rendered him defenses with his wand flying into my hand as I dropped the potion to the ground to distract him.

"Still pretty fast for an old man huh Snape?!" He barked laughing as I had my wand pointed at his body.

"Shut your mouth, I'm not that old you insolent little spoiled rich bastard!" I sneered wanting to kill him now.

Suddenly he lunged at me.

"Avada Kedavra!" I yelled seeing the green bolt of lightning escaping my wand. Derrick flew backwards with his eyes opened. His body lay lifeless for a moment killing his first soul. Then I began to see his chest breath in some life.

I took off running towards the lifts to the lobby.

I saw my Hermione waiting for me. Our polyjuice potion was wearing off as I saw her hair coming back to its original wavy form.

A couple of guards starting running after us.

I took her hand running with her beside me. Us using every spell to repel them from catching us.

We made it to an open fireplace before the last one locked with a gate. I disapparated us to my home.

We were safe. For now...

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