The Serenade of the Ass

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"Hermione!" he called out. "Hermione, I'm sorry! " He hovered outside her window, doing his best to stay aloft in the stormy weather. He knew she was in there; light misted through the filmy curtains, silhouetting a vague figure by the bed.

"I'm sorry," he tried again. "I was wrong. Can't you forgive me?" The outline remained unmoving.

"Dammit, can't you at least let me in so we can talk?"

Finally, the curtains parted, and the window was jerked open. "No," Snape sneered curtly, smirking at the sheer horror on Weasley's face just before the idiot tumbled from his broom.

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ANs: Another grangersnape100 challenge (forgiveness) that I needed to turn sideways. I wasn't able to make it clear—and it doesn't really make a difference—but I meant to imply that Snape was the only one in the room; Hermione was never there to begin with.

Tokens placed in the little box below are much appreciated; unlike JKR, I can't get paid in coin of the realm. (^_^)

[originally scribed: 2011/03/02]