I had just come back from buying some prank supplies at Zonko's Joke Shop in Hogsmeade. I was preparing to get back at my least favorite teacher at Hogwarts, Severus Snape.
This man was awful. He was cruel and vile. He had given me a hard time since first year. Now I was in fourth.
Tomorrow in class i would show him just how much he deserved what was coming to him.
The next morning,
I got ready for breakfast as usual.
Then I left for the Great Hall.
In the extravagant dining hall, decorations for Halloween adorned the ceiling.
I kept a blank face as my eyes looked up to the High Table.
The Potions Master was watching me from above with a deep frown next to Dumbledore.
He then turned to the Headmaster and the two continued talking.
I ate quickly and then left for Potions.
My plan was simple. I would wait for Severus to arrive in class and then I'd throw one of the dungbombs under his desk. I had more I could use, but two or three should be good enough to get the message across to leave me the fuck alone, right?
