Author's Note: Hello! This is my very first FF on this site! Criticism is more than welcome, but please be kind as this is my first attempt at writing something like this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters in this story, just the plot. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling. If I did own it, Drarry would've been canon.
The smell was really strong and gross and they could see that whatever it was, it was moving. They grabbed each other's hands and holding their noses tightly, they cautiously crept a little closer. It was orange, slimy and really disgusting. As they approached it, it hissed and screeched uncontrollably.
"What is it, Hermione?" asked Ron with a hint of panic in his voice.
"I haven't the slightest Idea, Ronald." said Hermione.
"Well that's a first. You're supposed to know everything!" exclaimed Ron, sounding even more fearful than he did before.
"Shut it, Ron! It's not my fault!" shouted Hermione.
"Well, I-" Ron started. "STOP! Look at what it's doing!" exclaimed Harry.
While Ron and Hermione had been arguing, the orange substance started moving away.
"Let's follow it!" shouted Harry.
"No, Harry! Something ba-" Ron started.
"Be quiet, Ronald! It's getting away!" shouted Hermione.
"Oi, I wish you would stop cutting me off." said Ron, sounding more annoyed and exasperated than before. The trio had followed the orange goop all the way down to the potions class. "Potions class?" asked Harry. They all exchanged confused looks and continued to watch the slime. It slid under the door with ease, making a "plop!" sound after successfully getting in.
"Should we open it?" asked Ron. "I mean, there could be more in there!"
"OH, MOVE OVER!" exclaimed Hermione. She opened the door slowly, just in case the goop would attack. It didn't, but what they saw was much worse. "Oh" "my" "gosh" said the trio, one after the other. The goop was rubbing itself onto Snape's hair!
"Gross!" shouted Harry.
"That's totally disgusting." whispered Hermione.
"Well, at least we know why you always smell like a dirty troll now." said Ron with an impish grin on his face.
"How dare you?" screamed Snape. "FIFTY POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!"
"Whatever, at least we have shampoo..." muttered Ron under his breath. Harry snorted.
"What was that, Mr. Weasley?" asked Snape while stroking his unbelievably greasy hair and giving the trio an evil glare. "Nothing, I-I was just telling Hermione here how I needed to use the loo!" He looked at Hermione with panic in his eyes. "Er...yes. He was." said Hermione, trying not to sound unsure of herself.
"...Go back to your dormitories...NOW." Snape commanded. "Okay." said all three at once. They ran out of the classroom as fast as they could, laughing about their strange discovery.