Professor Snape was passing back essay papers, he handed Erica her paper and strutted away. Erica turned over her paper and saw Seventy five. Her eyes widened '75?!?!I know I am no genius, but that's the hardest work I've put into an essay.' She thought to herself. She didn't understand what she had done wrong. She looked through the paper, and he didn't even tell her what was wrong, he didn't circle it or anything.
He dismissed class. Erica walked up to him.
"Professor Snape? I have a question about my essay grade."
"Are you questioning my teaching methods Miss Barton?" Snape asked.
"No sir, I am questioning your judgment though"
He quirked up his eyebrow. "Which you have no right to do." He got up and headed towards his supply closet. She followed.
"Sir, I would like to know why I got a 75, I at least deserved an 80."
He walked into the closet ignoring her; she rolled her eyes and walked in after him.
"Professor...can you at least give the paragraph where I screwed up?" she asked
"one, two, three, four, and five"
"Oh, buddy. Let me tell you, you are so funny. I mean honestly, you should think of doing stand-up."
He gritted his teeth
"Leave"
"NO, I WILL NOT leave UNTIL you give me a reason for this grade!"
"I'm sure I can somehow persuade you to leave"
She swallowed hard.
Just then the door slammed hard. Erica squealed "I DIDN'T DO IT!"
He sneered and went towards the door.
"OW, PROFESSOR THAT WAS MY GODAMN TOE!" Erica yelled.
"Mind your language, 15 points." He wiggled the handle. Locked.
"Damnit" he said under his breath.
"Hypocrite"
He glared daggers at her.
"My wands on my desk..."
She slumped her shoulders "Oh bugger."
"Give me your wand!" he ordered.
"NEVER!" and she turned and ran, forgetting she was in a closet, and straight into a wall.
He secretly smiled.
She mumbled something under her breath.
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twenty minutes later
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"Sir...will you tell me now what I did wrong on my essay?"
He sighed an annoyed sigh.
"Miss Barton, check paragraph three, third sentence, I believe you wrote 'the DUDE that invented the potion was born before most civilization into the western hemisphere, and the dudes peers also created the most simple and common potions in today's wizarding worlds' Now, Miss Barton, even in America, I do not think 'dude' is proper English"
She huffed.
"You took off 35 bloody points for that?!" she yelled.
"No, I took off ten; the rest was for bad punctuation, bad spelling, and grammar usage."
She flicked him off. He didn't see it.
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Five minutes later
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"So, Erica what did you do during you free period?" she said in a boy voice.
"Oh, nothing just got locked in the closet with professor Snape" she said in her normal tone.
He growled.
She screamed and climbed up a shelf.
"What now Barton?" he asked.
"You didn't see it?" she said whispering loudly
"See what?"
"The potato..." Her right eye twitched.
He sat down on a crate and heard he jump down from the shelf, he stood.
He had an idea; he would shake her senseless till she gave him her wand.
He reached for her shoulder.
"PROFESSOR SNAPE! THAT WAS NOT MY SHOULDER!"
He blinked.
"Professor, were you deprived as a child?"
He gaped at her... "Yes, my mum called me an overgrown bat and dad threw me out the house and sent me to Korea and now I am here." He said sarcastically.
She went to pat him on the shoulder "there there" she said.
"Get your hands off my head" he said
"Which head?"
"The top head"
"There are two"
"What are you getting at Miss Barton?
"Nothing Sir, just saying the male
body contains two heads."
"That's Sexual Harassment Miss Barton."
"So is grabbing my chest!"
"It wasn't intentional!"
"Neither is this" and she tackled him and choked him.
"Get off me your knees is on my " He didnt dare to finish, he just grunted.
"Ahh...see that head."
"What head?" he asked
"This head" and she kneed him.
"THIRTY HOUSE POINTS!"
She got up and wiped off her hands.
"Sir, I do feel sorry for you?"
"So do I"
Erica turned the knob to the left and the door opened and she walked out.
He laid there on the ground furious. He turned it to the right, what was going on?, he wasn't thinking straight. He stood, growled and walked back to his desk.