Okay, this is my first time writing in the Harry Potter section, so forgive me if this is bad. This was inspired by a really random button I saw. Anyway, ON TO THE STORY!!
Professor Snape was walking to the staff room to get an extra pare of robes he kept in the large dresser. I particularly disastrous potion by Neville Longbottom had turned the robes he had on a rather interesting shade of pink, and his hair a light platinum blonde. Needless to say, Mr. Longbottom would be scrubbing out caldrons for a month. Without using magic. Snape's face twisted up in a sort of smile, but coming from him it looked more like a slightly upturned frown. Combined with his new Barbie-doll style, he looked like a spoiled girl who is both ticked off and have thought of the perfect plan to get back at the person who ticked them off. I guess, in a way, that's exactly what Snape was.
Snape finally reached the staff room, which, thankfully, was empty. Snape opened the dresser, but when he did, he stopped short. There, in the dresser, instead of a spare set of clothes, was his worst nightmare.
A cauldron of shampoo!!
He stumbled backwards, then ran from the room, screaming like a little girl.
Somewhere in the castle:
Remus Lupin looked around. "Now, where did that boggart get to?"
BWAHHAHAHAHAHHAAAHAHAHA!!!!!!! THAT'S RIGHT SNAPE! RUN! RUN LIKE THE LITTLE GIRL YOU REALLY ARE!!!!! I CONTROLL ALL!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!
All right, that was the chapter, inspired by a button that said, "Snape's boggart is a caldron full of shampoo." I thought it was really funny, thus this fic is born! I might put another chapter, but first I want ONE REAVIEW. JUST ONE. If ONE PERSON wants me to continue, I will. Plus it will help my dwindling self-confidence as a writer. So PLEEEEEASE?