Disclaimer: I do not own any of the HP characters, yadda, yadda. I am not Severus Snape, I'm just pretending for now to get a good grade for English!
Topic: Imagine you are a character in the book and write a diary/journal entry about your experiences, thoughts, and feelings.
This afternoon I chanced upon everyone's favorite little trio. My least favorite, to be exact; Potter, Weasley, and Granger. Annoying, really. Why on earth would the three of them be sitting out on Hogwarts' grounds in this weather? I myself was exercising this injured leg of mine. Madame Pomfrey suggested it, not one of her better ideas. I highly doubt that she has ever been in my predicament before. How would she know how it feels to walk on it? My leg is in even more pain than when that infernal dog of Hagrid's bit it. It makes me furious. Why was I never told of that beast? I must resist the urge to throw my jar of pickled toads' skins at the wall. I would relish in the thought that it might be Quirrel's ridiculously turbaned head I was smashing, or even Potter's. Toad skins, however, are rather messy.
Well, I asked Potter what he had in his hands and, lo and behold, it was a library book, Quidditch Throughout the Ages. I took it away, as well as five points from Gryffindor house. It's not exactly my ideal punishment for the boy, but it will do. Now, what of Quirrel? I can think of many potions I would love to poison him with, but – blast it. My Ravenclaw detention victims for tonight have arrived. I'll take my anger out on them.
A/N: Eh? What did you think of it? Try as I might, I always seemed to sound more like myself than Professor S. Snape. I am, however, very proud of this piece. Let's hope that the English teach likes it!
