Meeting thy youth...

Sometimes Severus Snape highly doubted his mentor and fatherly figure for who he had known for so longs sanity, some of the ideas he came up with had merit, he had no doubt and then there were others…They were just plain stupid and lacked in any real thought at all. He sat before the great wizard Albus Dumbledore with his mouth slightly a gape in shock he wasn’t trying to hide for a change, Albus offered him a lemon drop and he shook his head in still shocked refusal. Albus chuckled at the young wizards unusual lacking in an uncontrolled show of emotion, it was pure shock and disbelief, but emotion none the less. Severus Snape feared potions master of Hogwarts School for witchcraft and wizardry had seen the day of disbelief and shock to overtake him so much it showed. He stood up in a flash and began pacing, pausing every once and a while to look at Albus to see any signs he was joking, against how much Severus hated jokes, he would have been more than happy to except this as one of them.
“Albus, you cannot be serious?” Dumbledore’s precious twinkle in his eyes were very much present as he smiled in an Grandfatherly content ness and nodded smiling warmly,
“I fail to see how you would think this a joke Severus my boy, it is not that bad and is only for a short time, which I will add is only partly over a school time.” That did not help the rage that was beginning to erupt at Dumbledore’s new hair brained scheme, which began to desperately of solutions and solution minus him!
“What about Potter? Weasley? Lupin?” He almost looked pleadingly, he knew he would do it, if it was life and death, which technically it was, but not for him! Dumbledore shook his head with the warm smile still painted on,
“Severus you know when I ask something so irregular of you it is because only you can be entrusted to see its completion.”
“IRREGULAR? That’s a bloody understatement if I have ever heard one Albus! You want me to take a de-ageing potion revert to my arrogant eighteen year old prick of of a self and live with MUGGLES?!” Albus nodded as if it seemed like an everyday request quite un-phased by Severus Snape’s boiling and still rising temper.
“Only one is a muggle Severus, Beverly Edwards, the young lady in her care is not however, she just doesn’t know it yet…” The twinkle was back in his glittering which didn’t impress Severus to the slightest, he also saw he was on the side of a loosing battle,
“Why is this teenager so bloody important to you Albus? I at least have to know that much, give me some credit…” Albus sighed and removed his half moon spectacles which held so much of his character and rubbed his small eyes, the only thing really portraying him for how old he really was, Severus thought maybe he had finally pushed him too far after all these years of outbursts,
“She is the last of the bloodline of the Dumbledore’s.” Severus was more than taken back Dumbledore’s confession, he didn’t know which to be more shocked at now, the request or the newly confided news. However he wasn’t too worried after that Albus’ annoying twinkle and warm smile was still very much present,
“Now you see my boy, why I only entrust this task to you…” Severus nodded in more of an understanding mood, it was then he caved, Dumbledore had risked his life, reputation amongst other things for him, now it was his turn to at least try and repay some of the life long debt he would never fully repay. He sighed and retook his seat in front of Dumbledore’s desk,
“When do I leave?”