To explain how this even came to be, I was looking at videos on youtube when I saw a icon for a video and thought it was Snape but it turned out to be Marilyn Manson on the red carpet, I was so astonished I just had to come up with something and vhouala(thet sound that the cookes make whene they represent a dish…you know what I mean?) here is the result.

OH and I didn't want to write Marilyn Manson 600 time so it's just MM, I hope you not made at me for my laziness, well the weird things my mind comes up the laziness is the less of all problems xD

Harry as every summer was left in the care of his aunt and uncle. Harry of cores still didn't like staying with them but for some unknown reason his relatives were rarely at home, which left Harry a lot of free time to do what he wanted. He still did his chores but he could listen to music while cooking, or watch TV while cleaning and vacuuming.

So one day he was whipping off the dust from the shelves and vases while watching MTV. There were only random videos so Harry didn't really pay attention, but then came a documentary about Marilyn Manson. Harry at first was a bit afraid of the man, well to be honest he was scared shitles, what is a bit odd since Marilyn Manson was merely a muggle and Harry had faced Voldemort. But he fear didn't last long, it soon transformed and Harry found himself infatuated with the man. He couldn't quite shake the feeling that the sarcasm and a bit odd humor was familiar but couldn't put his finger on it. Harry did a bit of a research on Marilyn Manson and soon found himself sporting a crush.

Harry couldn't figure out how it happened but it probably had to do that Marilyn Manson was funny even if people didn't get it, there was something in his sarcastic remarks, he didn't sugarcoat anything, he said what he thought, he questioned things other people blindly followed and Marilyn Manson was smart, much more intelligent than the average person which most people didn't know because they were to quick to judge him by his looks and that's what they had in common. People thought that they know them when they clearly didn't have the slightest idea. And there was this thing, this feeling, this forbidden excitement dreaming about a bad boy. So maybe Marilyn Manson wasn't a classical beauty but he had something that pulled Harry in, he was hot, sexy in his own twisted way and he had a voice that made Harry melt and could recognize it in a room full of chatting people.

It was the first time that Harry wasn't so happy to leave for school. At school he will have to do all the home woke worry about the bullies while this summer he was left alone and the thing that bothered him the most about going back was that he won't be able to go on a computer and search for the videos pictures and anything else that involved Marilyn Manson and there were some that didn't leave Harry much for the imagination.

On the train ride Harry had the hardest time preventing himself from talking about Marilyn Manson. He was pretty sure if he started talking about him he wouldn't be able to stop and if he knew Hermione she would figure out what the deal is. He didn't want for his friends to find out who he has a crush one, who knows how they would react if they found out he was gay or at least bisexual, he wasn't so sure himself. And he was pretty sure they didn't share his opinion about Marilyn Manson, well Ron probably didn't even know who that was but Hermione surely knew and there was a high probability she was against the way MM expressions himself and creates art. So Harry decided to keep MM his dirty little secret and not tell his friends about it.

The school days were boring to say the least. It's surprising how boring the life of one Harry Potter is when there isn't a crazy mass murderer after him. Harry was only looking forward on the presentation they had to do in muggle studies. Because it was the start of school there teacher decided to give them something easy for the start so they had to research and make a presentation about a famous muggle person. When Harry stepped in front of the class and presented MM the teacher was shocked and asked why him. Harris answer was "Why not, you let other students talk about bands less known, and Marilyn Manson at one point of his career was more known than Jesus Christ". Whit that he continued and at the end of his presentation more or less everyone was shocked one way or another, which made Harry feel MM would be proud of him.

Even after a week had past there were still some people talking about Harris choice but is quieted down quite a lot compared to the first day. It was a lot of fun for Harry to listen to people talking about MM, even if it was false rumors but he didn't care as long as he could hear the name of his crush and talk about him without worrying about getting caught. But the scandal had paste and Harry was once again very bored sitting at potions.

With his chin in his hand that was propped up on the desk he looked around the room scanning all the jars and there different content. *I wonder if MM would actually like this room, well he sure would be interested in it* the eyes that he was looking at seem to be looking straight back at him so he turned away and settled for just looking straight ahead at Snape. Explaining things about the weird green thing he held in his hand, his head turned partly away, long black hair framed his pale face, the collar of his black clothes went to his chin and at that particular angle and dim light it looked like MM would be standing there.

"Mr. Potter is the lesson really that incomprehensible that you have to stare at me like that? And close that mouth or do you want to catch flies"

"What" Harry was completely lost, Snape rolled his eyes "10 points from Gryffindore and detention maybe you will learn something there, if you can't concentrate enough to do that in class" with that Snape continued his lesson and Harry continued to stare at the man oblivious to what he was saying.

In detention nothing extraordinary happened, Harry only had to write everything about the green plant 10 times which wasn't little. While writing he couldn't help but steal glances at his professor that was sitting at his table writing something while occasionally flipping through a book. When Harry was finally finished with writing, his hand hurt but he still didn't know anything about the plant since he never really concentrated on what he was writing.

After that day Harry without noticing started subconsciously comparing MM with his professor. How they're both tall, black hair, white skin and supposedly evil. There was a lot they had in common, soon Harry could even hear Snapes voice stand out in a room full of people. He couldn't believe he didn't notice before, how delicious the voice of his professor was. There was another thing that Harry didn't notice and that was his crush transferring from the rocker to his professor. Well he still liked to think about the guy listen to his music and all other things he did before, but there was this thing, that his heart started to beat faster and butterflies in his stomach when he knew that he will see his professor.

Harry found himself in detention again. He got himself there because in the middle of potions he started to daydream.

Standing in the first row, screaming with thousands of other fans for MM to come on stage and then he finally dos. Singing Sweet dreams, he is half naked what only excites Harry more, he bands down and looks directly at him "who do you want to abuse you?" Harry wide eyed stared at the man and couldn't decide what to answer but his imagination did that for him. All the people around him disappeared and there was only Snape standing in front of him, with lust filed eyes slowly taking off his clothes one by one until finally a smooth white chest was revealed.

"Do you find something amusing Mr. Potter that you would like to share with the class" that got him back into the classroom and into detention. Hermione told him that he had a dreamy smile on his face and his eyes were foggy. He must have looked like he had gone mental.

So he was scrubbing caldrons, but it didn't really bother him he was fully occupied with another day dream. One would think Harry had learned his lesson that he should always be suspicious off all the caldrons and their content, one can never know when something can blow up in your face. But Harry didn't pay attention and didn't notice he came to the cauldron that Snape warned him about, he was about to star scrubbing it without any protective glows, when a his name was yelled. He turned around and succeeded in tipping the cauldron and emptying its content on himself. The blue slime started to slowly eat away his clothes when they without a warning disappeared leaving harry in his underwear. Snape had vanished them so the slime wouldn't eat through them and started to eat at the skin.

"Mr. Potter I warned you to use glows when cleaning that particular cauldron why don't you ever listen, it would be in your own best interest to start doing as you are told" Snape was glad he had finished his sentence, because he sure wouldn't be able to finish it after the view in front of him.

Harry would have been glade if he would be only in his underwear, but he wasn't. He had black stockings with black suspenders and red bows on the front and where the stockings and suspenders got together. He turned around to face his professor but he just couldn't look up. He was fumbling with his fingers, while his cheeks turned deeper and deeper shade of red. Fortunately for Harry Snape had collected himself and cleared his throat to get the attention of him.

"I assume this is something you got interested in because of your infatuation with that Marilyn Manson muggle." Harry only nodded his head waiting for what will happen next. Snape summoned one of his cloaks and gave it to Harry "You will get your clothes back when they are free of all the substance and as you are incapable to continue you detention you will come again next week to complete it. And when you succeed in making yourself decent with your own clothes I expected my cloak back" Seeing that as the cue to leave Harry rushed out of the classroom.

Well I think I will write another chapter to this where there will be a lemon in it, to tell the truth I wanted to write everything in this,so it would be an oneshot but it's like 3:30am and I need to go to sleep. Well while I finished this it's 4 am just wanted to let you know xD