Dreamy Snape

Summary: HP and his favourite dream.

Disclaimer:

We don't own SS. Otherwise we wouldn't make this crap up. However, if we did own HP, He'd be dead by now.

Damn JKR.

We're working on owning the great AR!
A/N:

Together: Just to stop writing our names, we have put Ensign in italics and Rickmaniac in ordinary.

Te he he. We're in class.

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Snape looked around the corridorbut tripped over his robe and hit his nose.

"D'oh!" he yelled in an unusual Homer Simpson voice. A voice come around the corner "Homer, Homer…" it screamed. He ran willy-nilly to his office. A big rectangular bulge in his robes.

It stuck in his legs.

"That's where I put my chocolate bar!" he smiled with glee.

"Oh wait, that's my laptop." He chuckled.

"No, it's still my chocolate." He looked confused. "Where'd I put my wand?"

"Accio wand" it floated along and gained speed and hit him in the shin. "Ahhh! For Merlin's sake! Damn him ti hell!"

"Oh well. I heard there was a new wizarding website. Wait I'm talking to myself!"

"No, your not" a voice said.

"Yeah, I am" he glanced at the laptop screen.

"Yeah, I'm a talking laptop. Who cares?"

Potter strolled towards Snape.

"Hey Snapey Baby!"

"Go away, you! The bain of my existence!"

"AWww, I know you don't mean it! I love you!"

"Ewww! You perverted ugly ass!" Snape roared.

"Did you see my new web page? Dedicated to you?"Potter smiled.

"You look like a a pedo in a Barney suit you sweaty git." Snape yelled "Possibly an ugly tooth baby!"

"Right, you loves me really!"

"Not even in your dreams!"

"Good thing this is my dream! He laughed manically.