Quirrell ran down the stairs, outside into the freezing weather. It was rare to see Professor Quirrell in a hurry, but here he was, hurrying. As he ran, Fred and Gorge decided to follow him.
"Where do you think he's going?" Fred asked.
"Dunno. What do you think?" Gorge answered.
"I have not the least idea." Fred shrugged.
"Hey, he's running the way Professor Snape went." Gorge pointed.
"Oh, do you think they're up to something?" Fred chuckled.
"LOL! No!" Gorge friendly punched Fred in the shoulder and laughed.
They quietly ran after Quirrell.
"P-p-p-p-professor! W-wait... up... hah...hah...hah..." Quirrell panted. Snape turned around, rolling his eyes, "What is it, Quirrell?" He scoffed.
"I j-just found out something..." Quirrell was still panting, catching his breath.
"Yes, yes, what is it?" Snape growled, but he was still interested.
"W-we... are a-actually, b-b-... Ah, I d-don't k-k-know how to e-explain this b-but..."
"What the hell's wrong with them?" Fred whispered to Gorge.
"Dunno. I can't hear a shit." Gorge shrugged.
"Lets come closer to hear what they're talking about." Fred suggested.
"Kay."
"Spit it out." Snape glared.
"I-it seems t-that you and..." Quirrell cleared his throat. "Ahem... Y-you and m-m-m-me... w-we're..."
"We're what? I don't have much time to stand around just listening to this shit." Snape sighed.
"I-I'm your l-l-long lost b-brother." Quirrell finally managed.
Snape's mouth shut closed. He was what? He was Quirrell's older brother? What the fuck's wrong with this!?
Quirrell also didn't like the truth. He was really kinda creeped out by Snape. He didn't want to be Snape's brother.
Snape turned around and quickly walked away, leaving Quirrell - his brother - there alone.
(psst! Author here! Plz review ppl. lol sorry if the chapter's so short... ._. im not good at writing stories...)