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How Harry Potter dies.
Chapter 1.
Harry ran threw the corridor, Oh no he puffed to himself as he sprinted down the steps in the entrance hall, if he was late for potions Snape would kill him. He screeched to a halt outside the potions classroom. Harry checked his watch and his stomach gave an unpleasant lurch, he was 7min late, Snape was going to kill him, he took a deep breath and opened the door.
The dungeons of Hogwarts were, in Harry's opinion not the best of places, they were dark and damp and tended to have the rather unpleasant odor of a decomposing rat. Apart from that it was the home of Harry's least favourite teacher, Professor Snape. Speaking of Snape as Harry walked into the classroom, the Professor stood up and walked towards him, "Ah, Mr. Potter, you have decided to grace us with your presence," Snarled Snape sarcastically, "I suppose you think that you can just get away with walking into class 10 minutes late, perhaps with another teacher, but not with me. 50 points from Gryffindor and a detention. See me after class."
And with that Snape strode back to his desk and started to quiz the class on the properties of a mandrake root. Harry dragged himself over to his seat between Ron and Hermione and started to unload his books. "You know what Harry," said Ron, "That greasy slime ball has it in for you." "You think?", replied Harry Sarcastically. "Ok I guess it was a bit obvious," said Ron Sheepishly.
"Silence", hissed Snape his voice full of malice.. But he never finished his sentence.
A/N Tell me what you think!!! Plz review and tell me if its dum or not.
How Harry Potter dies.
Chapter 1.
Harry ran threw the corridor, Oh no he puffed to himself as he sprinted down the steps in the entrance hall, if he was late for potions Snape would kill him. He screeched to a halt outside the potions classroom. Harry checked his watch and his stomach gave an unpleasant lurch, he was 7min late, Snape was going to kill him, he took a deep breath and opened the door.
The dungeons of Hogwarts were, in Harry's opinion not the best of places, they were dark and damp and tended to have the rather unpleasant odor of a decomposing rat. Apart from that it was the home of Harry's least favourite teacher, Professor Snape. Speaking of Snape as Harry walked into the classroom, the Professor stood up and walked towards him, "Ah, Mr. Potter, you have decided to grace us with your presence," Snarled Snape sarcastically, "I suppose you think that you can just get away with walking into class 10 minutes late, perhaps with another teacher, but not with me. 50 points from Gryffindor and a detention. See me after class."
And with that Snape strode back to his desk and started to quiz the class on the properties of a mandrake root. Harry dragged himself over to his seat between Ron and Hermione and started to unload his books. "You know what Harry," said Ron, "That greasy slime ball has it in for you." "You think?", replied Harry Sarcastically. "Ok I guess it was a bit obvious," said Ron Sheepishly.
"Silence", hissed Snape his voice full of malice.. But he never finished his sentence.
A/N Tell me what you think!!! Plz review and tell me if its dum or not.