Title: Swung by Serafim Author: flamethrower Rating: M Genre: Humor/Drama Status: Complete Library Category: General Pairings: No Central Pairings Summary: In 1993, Gilderoy Lockhart points a stolen wand at Harry Potter and Ron Weasley with the intent to Obliviate them. The wand doesn't backfire. Gilderoy's "discovery" of the Chamber of Secrets is a short-term success. Other consequences are not short-term at all. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/9821300 I have found this gem of a fanfiction recently, and I simply loved it. You first get to read from Snape's perspective, but it portrays him in a realistic manner, thought this fic does make him a better person than he was in cannon. I think the author pulled off the premise of the fic very well. We see Harry being judged for being someone he has no memory of being, and Harry himself has to deal with that. The character interactions are also hilarious and in my opinion are executed in a great way. One of my favorite parts was Spoiler Albus nods. “It was true, however painful the truth was to hear. However, I reassured Miss Bulstrode that her own Head of House supplied the potion to make our werewolf professor docile and harmless during the full moon.” Snape glares at him. “You may feel free to say, of course, that I ordered you to do so,” Albus says with a faint smile. He resists the urge to grind his teeth. “You did order me to do so.” “Did I?” Albus affects surprise. “What a wonderful coincidence. Now you can tell them nothing more than the truth.” “Are you certain you weren’t a Slytherin?” Snape asks, amused in spite of himself. “Of course not.” Albus pops a lemon drop into his mouth. “I do not allow myself such a limited point of view.” Snape flicks his fingers in Albus’s direction, dismissive. “That was a blow beneath you, Headmaster.” “Mm,” Albus agrees. “You and Minerva are the definitive results of your own Houses—which is as it should be, for a Head of House. I only wish that you both would stop viewing the other Houses as the enemy.” “They are the enemy,” Snape says. He wants the House Cup back where it belongs, thank you very much. He gets to his feet. “Good evening, Albus.” The story does drag on towards the middle and get a bit cliche and trope-y, you could say, but the good in it heavily outweighs the bad. Overall, I would give this fic a 3.5/5, rounded up to a 4, and if not worthy of the library, at least a very high Almost Recommened.