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Artemis4evr: Listen up kiddies cuz I'm only going to say this once Harry Potter is completely owned by J.K Rowlling and no one else, Lucky bitch mumble grumble
J.K: what was that?
Artemis: oh! Nothing ::looks away sheepishly::
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::splat:: uggh! that's disgusting said a red haired boy no, man in his late teens as goop of a disturbingly neon pink color dripped from his face clothes and hands. " Oh No! Harry!" yelled a brown haired woman also in her late teens her chestnut brown hair plastered to her head with the same icky substance. Groans could be heard all over the classroom but her eyes were solely focused on the prone figures of her best friend and her snarky professor. Both ran to their friend who as of yet remained unconscious
"Harry! Harry!" she turned to the red haired young man "Ron! Go get Madam Pomfrey! Seamus please go get professor Dumbledore!" while Ron ran immediately used to listening to her in these kinds of situations Seamus just stared at her with a bewildered expression "NOW Seamus!" he ran.
Just then among the rest of the students who were wiping goop off their clothes one of the few that escaped the sea of pink shook wood/dust from his blond hair and proceeded to glare at the pale haggard looking woman that was Hermione
"and who made you the boss granger?" he shot contemptuously. She gave him one of her best glares "this is really not the time ferret " she replied with barely suppressed rage as she continued her futile attempts to wake Harry and wipe the muck form his face. "the least you could do is worry for professor Snape , after all he is your head of house" she said as she cast a quick worried glance to her motionless professor.
an odd expression crossed his face as he finally shifted his attention to his head of house. had she been paying attention she would have noticed a rare occurrence; a brief look of worry made its way through the males pale features quickly replaced by one of cold indifference.
Almost tentatively Draco shook the professors shoulder "professor? Professor?" by this time most students had gotten out of their stupor and formed a circle around both immobile bodies "can you guys Please! Move back they need to breath!" said an exasperated Hermione. At that moment both Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey made their presence known.
"Are they going to be ok?" asked Hermione while nervously chewing her lip, a bad habit she had picked up in fifth year "I believe so" said the mediwitch "but we'll have to wait until they regain consciousness to see the true extent of the damage" both Ron and Hermione gave a worried look to their friend who was in his white hospital bed. He had come here so often over their seven years at Hogwarts that the mediwitch had simply declared this Harry Potter's bed.
He was pale making the scar on his forehead almost glow but no worse for wear. "you kids should go get some sleep there's no telling when he will wake up." They glanced at each other with the clear understanding that they would return later in the night with the invisibility cloak