Jill and Salina's fanfiction

"Ooga ooga," Gorilla Snape said evilly, staring down his students with his beady black eyes.

Jill looked at Severus Gorilla warily. "He sounds extra angry today."

James strode into the potions classroom with a smirk, carrying an English muffin from breakfast. "Sorry I'm late, professor. Breakfast was keeping me," he looked at his English muffin fondly before taking a seat.

"Ooga Ooga," Gorilla Snape replied, his robes billowing around him.

Salina looked at Jill with a shake of her head, "He always favors the Slytherins."

Professor Gorilla strode over to where Salina and Jill were sitting. "Ooga ooga ooga?"

"Er... Yes, Professor, I'm done with my banana. I-I-I suppose you can have the rest...OO" Salina replied hastily. Handing the banana to him, Salina stared at Jill. "Wow, I'm glad he didn't see the Pita bread in my bag."

"OOOGA OOGOGAOOGA!!!!!!" screamed the Potions Master.

Everyone stared. The entire class knew Professor Gorilla hated Spanish muffins. Salina had crossed the line. He chased her out onto the Quidditch Pitch, flailing his arms as she screamed, and threw the banana at the back of her head.

Jill shifted in her seat as the rest of the class looked outside the window. (that somehow showed outside even though potions was in the dungeons and underground) "I wish he would stop doing that."

-- OOGAOOGAOOGAOOGASNAPE! --

Paras stared across the Great Hall, towards the staff table with a glazed over look, his spoonful of mashed potatoes halfway to his mouth. His eyes were glazed over and his face was set. It looked something like this: OO. Several of the students noticed this and started to whisper about him. Finally, he came to his senses.

Wow, what was that all about? Paras thought to himself as he tore his eyes away from his monkey of a professor. Rishi looked at Paras in a concerned manner. "Yo man, you doin' okay?"

"Oh... Yeah, I'm fine, I just suddenly found myself wanting tOOGA..."

"Er... . . . . . . .. . .. P...Paras..."

"Ooga?"

"..."

-- OOGAOOGAOOGAOOGASNAPE! --

Ethan looked at his mashed potatoes dully, picking up his fork with a glare. Didn't they ever serve anything else at this school? He eyed Gorilla Snape's tray of bananas enviously before taking a small bite of his food, scowling at the curious glances he received from the rest of the Slytherins.

His seventh year at Hogwarts, contrary to his first impression, was actually quite a bore. There was nothing fun to do, and responsibilities had piled high since he became Head Boy. Shoving his potatoes into his mouth grimacing, he looked across the Hall and found his eyes land at the Gryffindor Table. Paras seemed to have been staring at Snape, and not at the banana tray.

Smirking, Ethan came up with a plan. Waving his arms, he chanted a spell, aiming it at Paras with a sneer.

"Ooooooga, boooooga, woooga WOO!"

TBC.