Title: Pardon My Parody
Author: AmaraLokiFire
Beta: DracoStarbo
Rating: PG, will change
Genre: Parody/Adventure
Disclaimer: Neither of us own Harry Potter.
Author's Notes: This isn't mine, this is my sister's doing. This all started when I instant messaged her, reminding her it was her turn to write in a Harry Potter fanfic we were writing back and forth, and she mentioned a commercial. I told her if she did that in the fanfic, I'd disown her. Somehow, my threat turns into creative fuel and this is the result.
Pardon My Parody
Hogwarts, after classes for the day, random hall way...
"Whoa! Isn't that Professor Snape?" One male student of the school for witchcraft and wizardry jabbed another with his elbow. The other student turns to see what the first one is looking at.
"Oh my god! I think it is!" The second one said.
"But...He look so...I mean, he seems so much more...Um..." The first seem to be having trouble with his choice of words as the Professor in question was making his way down the hall in their direction.
"Yeah, I know what you mean..." The second one agreed with his friend's loose of words.
"Evening, boys," Professor Snape casually smiled at them as he made his way past them at a semi-brisk yet relaxed pace. His posture and walk obviously gave him away to be smooth and relaxed compared to his normally rigid stance and brisk 'must-kill-now' walk.
"Dude! He's got to be gellin'!" The two students smile and say at the same time.
"Like Magellan!" Snape remarks over his shoulder at them and keeps on his pace to his destination.
"Alright!" the two boys high-five each other. "Cancer for Christmas!"
"CUT!" Snape suddenly stops and whirls around, his capes billowing out in a showy display. His voice dry and harsh and bitter, "I would never in my life be 'gellin' and I have never thought of myself as that ridiculous little man with his crazy ambitions!"
"Snape, baby! It's just a commercial!" A man leaps up from his chair, the words 'director' written on the back of it and the man's capes. "Common! It's for the good of Hogwart's!"
"Good? What good would this pathetic little commercial do?" Snape practically spat at that man who couldn't help but shrivel away from him a bit. The two 'students' had long since wandered off to chat and sip drinks and bask in the glow of giggly make-up girls.
"We-Well, as you know, Hogwart's hasn't exactly been doing so well and living up to it's name and all since this who He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named stuff has been happening again...and again..." The director trailed off.
"Oh, I could take care of that in one breath. If only there wasn't that silly little rule about teachers not being aloud to harm students especially one in particular...mercilessly..." Snape trailed off in his own thoughts.
"Well, um, lets just do one more shoot! If you nail it, then we will be done for good!" The director tried to get him back on track, not liking or trusting the suddenly dark look in Snape's eyes and the wicked grin that seem to be forming slowly across his thin lips. Snape sighed annoyed and contemplated it.
"Fine." He said through gritted teeth. "But i want to be paid double. I'm not exactly living the high life as a teach at Hogwart's as you can imagine."
"Fine! Whatever!" The director agreed and got everyone ready for the next shoot...
"Whoa! Isn't that Professor Snape?" One male student of the school for witchcraft and wizardry jabbed another with his elbow.
Owari