"You are to sit in here quietly. By the end of this hour, I expect an essay from each of you telling me what it is you did, why you did it, and what you are going to do to remedy the situation. Understood?" Snape glowered at the three of them.
"Understood." They said in unison.
"Good, now sit down and get to work!" Snape said viciously, walking back to his desk and sitting down, taking the first essay off a pile on his desk and began reading. Harry sat down at one of the desks, pulling from his book bag two pieces of parchment, ink, and a quill. Ron and Hermione plopped down on either side of him.
"No" Snape said in a menacingly quiet voice.
"No what?" Harry shot back, then remembering he was in enough trouble already added "Professor"
"This is detention Potter, not social hour. Granger you sit over there." He nodded to a desk five rows behind Harry's "Weasley, you, over there." He pointed to a desk four to the side of Harry's "Now, begin."
Harry shot Snape a furious look before dipping his quill into his ink bottle and writing on the second piece of parchment: "Git!" He then took the other piece of parchment and began to write his essay about his punishment. Stopping for a moment, he glanced back down at the second sheet of parchment to find words he hadn't written staining the yellow paper. He recognized the writing as Ron's untidy scrawl, "Greasy haired, hook nosed, filthy slime of a teacher!" Harry stifled a laugh, if he gave any indication he was enjoying himself, Snape would have him here every night for the rest of his Hogwarts career. Inky spots began appearing on the page, this time in Hermione's neat script "Ron! He may be a bit harsh sometimes, but you deserved it!"
Ron's writing became untidier as he hurried back "I deserved it? I seem to remember a certain Potter and Granger there with me!"
"Yes, but it was you and Harry that carried out the crime, not me!" Hermione wrote back angrily. Harry smiled, he knew Hermione was right, he and Ron did deserve this for what they did to Malfroy, but that didn't mean they didn't enjoy it. The look on Malfroy's face when he found out he had been walking around all day with a freakin' cat's tail hanging out the back of his Hogwarts robes, permanently stuck there thanks to a brilliant permanent sticking charm done by Ron, was just one of those priceless moments. Harry dipped his quill back into his bottle of ink and wrote back "Yeh, but it's not like you didn't enjoy it! It was excellent payback!" The little prank they pulled was created because Malfroy had been, once again, playing evil tricks on Hermione, teasing her for stupid things that happened in the past, one of them being when Hermione was stuck as a cat for two weeks in their third year. He had laughed saying he would like to know how it felt being a feline, and well Ron and Harry had felt it was the perfect opportunity to give Malfroy his wish. After all, they had been in Hogsmeade, no teachers, no rules, just good old payback to their most hated person.
"Well, I do admit seeing Malfroy as a cat was quite amusing." Hermione's neat script was replaced with Ron's untidy one, "It was kinda cute today, seeing him walk around with Crab and Goyle, I mean how often do you see two trolls watching over a kitten? Then when Snape joined the gang of three animals went to four, a cat, two trolls and one very ugly snake."
Harry felt like he was going to burst from laughing, but remembering the fact that this wasn't a real conversation, he tried to focus his mind on the essay they were all supposed to be writing. The words on the parchment, to Harry's relief, faded away just like Hermione had said they would. The idea for this tool was another thing Harry could thank Sirius, his father, and Lupin for. It was another one of their marauder's inventions. Lupin had mentioned it to Harry that past summer while staying at Headquarters, and after telling Ron and Hermione about it, they began working on it immediately. The final product was simple, yet useful. When you looked at it, a piece of blank parchment was all you saw, but when any one of the three, the three being Ron, Hermione, or Harry, wrote on one of their pieces, the words appeared on not only their piece of parchment, but the other two's as well. This enabled them to write silent notes to each other, but not have any evidence of it later on, because after the words were written, they remained for exactly ten seconds before disappearing again. As Harry marveled on how brilliant it was, more words appeared, it was Hermione, "Do you think they will ever be able to get that tail off his robes?" "No! Not if my charm had anything to do with it!" Ron's writing replaced hers. Harry glanced up, trying hard not to laugh at the idea of Malfroy angrily trying to get the furry thing off his backside. "Oh well, he has enough money to buy another one! Plus, the look on his and Snape's faces, you would have thought we did something horrible!" Ron wrote, sarcastically. "It made Snape look like his personality, evil, menacing, and horribly ugly!" Harry wrote back. Hermione then joined in, "Oh come on, he's really not that bad, plus you shouldn't be saying such things about our teacher!" Harry looked over at Ron rolling his eyes and scribbling back, "Not that bad? Hermione, have you met our accursed, stupid potions fakester, I mean master?" Harry smiled, he agreed with Ron, why did Hermione always take the teachers side? "Really Hermione, do you have any memory at all? Remember that time he FAILED me on purpose? No wait, he does that all the time. My mistake!" Ron then added to Harry's response "It's only because he's too stupid to be able to figure out how well you've done, much easier for his troll of a brain to just fail you." Hermione then wrote somewhat angrily "Ok, it is unfair of him to fail you, but that doesn't make him…" Her words had hardly finished appearing when Ron's cut her off "a no-good, malicious, defense against the dark arts wanna be. A perfect description of our ugly professnore!! Whoops, slip of the quill! Professor!" Harry felt like he was going to fall off his chair he was shaking so much from suppressed laughter. "Speaking of our favorite snake, do either of you have any idea as to what we are supposed to be writing about?" "Nope, not a clue." Harry wrote back "But I have some ideas…" "Oh yeah?" Ron then looked up from his parchment across the room and grinned at Harry "What ideas might those be?" Harry also smiled, and composed his letter of what he would like to write to Snape "Dear Greasy Git, I will have you know that I don't really know what I did wrong. You see, Malfroy thoroughly deserved his "end" of the deal." He paused, giggling silently, "You see, he was teasing my friend about an accident of hers, and happened to mention that he would like to see what it felt like, being a cat. Ron and I felt it was the nice thing to do to grant his wish. There was no crime or harm done. The only crime in this school is that you seemingly don't wash your hair, and that it is so greasy you could fry food in it! Also, if you could possibly do something about your insufferably large, hooked shaped, booger infested nose, I know I wouldn't be the only one thanking you. Thank you very much for the detention this evening, very lovely indeed. Shall we do it again some time, my evil, caniving, greasy, slime of a teacher?" Harry paused for a minute, waiting for his reply to Ron to sink in to the parchment. After two minutes it was still sitting there. Harry glanced quickly over to his other piece of parchment and was horrified to see Ron's writing scrolled on not the one he had written his letter on but the other.
"Harry, mate, you there? What would you like to tell him?" Harry looked, terrified over at Ron's table to see his freckled face staring questioningly back at him.
"Hand in your papers." A slimy voice came from the front of the classroom. Ron and Hermione stood, walked up to the teacher's desk and handed their papers in, then strode over to Harry's table both looking at him curiously. "I said; hand in your papers Potter!" Snape was standing above him, grabbing the letter Harry had written from the desk top.
"Umm sir, I don't think…" He began, stuttering over his words, trying to think of any excuse for Snape not to read what he had written.
Snape looked down and read the letter quickly, his face growing more menacing by the second. "Well Potter, it seems that I also have the pleasure of seeing you tomorrow night, and the next, and many more after that! Now OUT!" He hissed, giving Harry a stare that could have killed. Harry picked up his book bag, quill, ink bottle and parchment, and hurried out of the classroom before Snape had any opportunity to seize his throat and strangle him, Hermione and Ron caught up with him half-way up the marble staircase.
"What was all that about?" Hermione said breathlessly
"Let's just say that I mistook our piece of parchment, for the one I was supposed to be writing my essay on." Ron and Hermione both looked at him, the Ron burst out laughing.
"What did you write?" He said, grinning slyly.
"Let's just say that our greasy-haired, hooked nosed, git of a teacher, knows EXACTLY what I think of him!"