Me: Hi everyone! I got a sudden inspiration to write a poem about Snape and
Harry. Please read and review!
Harry and Snape: You're writing a poem about me and SNAPE/POTTER???
Me: Yeah! That's what I just said.
Snape: Not if I can help it! Avada-
Me: (lazily) Expelliarmus! (Both of their wands come soaring over to me) Ignore them please, and read the poem.
It was potions next,
And Harry was running late.
But he lost his way in his hurry
And asked, 'Is this fate?'
Malfoy would probably sneer,
Hermione would probably boast,
But it was Snape's reaction,
That Harry dreaded most.
Unfortunately for Harry,
He was all on his own.
Even Ron had made it there in time,
Fearing Snape's vicious tone.
Will I live to see tomorrow?
Wondered Harry as he plodded on.
He found himself desperately wishing,
That he could at least get expelled with Ron.
Harry stood in front of the door,
Not knowing what to do.
When Snape's voice came out loud and clear,
Saying, 'Potter seems to be late today too!'
Harry decided to make a break for it,
He had even turned around when,
As though Snape had read his mind,
The doors swung wide open.
'Well well.' Said Snape,
Giving Harry a smirk.
When Harry got a crazy idea,
And wondered if it would work.
'Detention then?' he asked Snape,
As bold as you can please.
While everyone wondered how,
He had managed to stay in one piece.
'How just like your father you are!'
Remarked Snape, hoping to touch a nerve.
Harry fought hard to keep it all in,
Knowing what he would deserve.
At the end of the lesson,
Harry took a deep breath.
As he followed Snape to his dungeon,
Where Harry was most likely to meet his death.
To his surprise all he was asked to do,
Was to take some thing to mix and match.
Yet when he saw that glint in Snape's eye,
He knew there would have to be a catch.
'You will do this every time you have quidditch.'
Ordered Snape, his face obviously full of glee.
'Damn it!' muttered Harry under his breath.
'One year for bad language!' added Severus Snape severely.
Me: Complete Randomness! I just love that phrase. Some random fics actually turn out really good sometimes!
Snape: (smirks) I've changed my mind. You're not that bad you know!
Harry: I HATE YOU SNAPE!
Snape: Tell that to the author!
Harry: I HATE YOU BLAZINGEYES!
Me: Well sorry if 'someone' here is too young to have a good sense of humor!
Harry: That wasn't funny at all! Was it Ron?
Ron: (sniggering) Course not! Pfft! Sorry bout that mate…I just…HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Harry: Don't tell me you're on their side!
Ron: Okay. I'm not on their side.
Harry: (raises his eyebrows)
Ron: Hey! That's what you told me to say!
(Harry and Ron continue bickering)
Me: Would you like some tea Snape?
Snape: Don't mind if I do!