Severus Snape raced down the hallway, robes billowing magnificently as usual. He wasn't -running- or -racing-. Phfeh. No, Severus Snape would never do that. But he was indeed fleeing. To any passersby, it simply looked like he was his usual awesome billowy, stridey self. But that, ohhno, THAT was not the case at ALL.
His students. They went from 'Normal, easily-frightened students' to 'DAMMIT, THEY'RE GIVING ME NIGHTMARES'.
They scared them more than Voldemort himself.
He gasped, stopping abruptly. There-all over, from the right and the left, in front of him and behind him, they were growing around him like a swarm of wasps. So Severus Snape did the only thing he could do at this moment. He shrieked like a girl, and then charged through the mob of teenagers-HIS students, turned into absolute MONSTERS- And his only thoughts were 'run, run run' and 'Damn you, Dumbledore, for putting an anti-apparition ward up around Hogwarts, you old coot'.
They left everyone alone. After a while, Albus was free of their-their-those..THINGS. And by the end of the day, Minerva was too.
And that left HIM. All ALONE. Fending off teenager students by himself.
He ran fast and hard - and so did the students. Why HIM?
And finally he was out of Hogwarts wards, and he twirled on his heel magnificently, robes still billowing in that absolutely magnificent way, and he landed infront of Lord Voldemort himself. He shuddered on the ground.
"Severus? What is the meaning of this?" The Dark Lord asked curiously, ordering someone to help him up.
"Teenagers. TEENAGERS. THEY'RE EVERYWHERE!" He didn't know why, and it would probably kill him in the long run, but he grabbed Voldemort by his shoulders and shook -hard-. "Why, why, WHY did they PICK ME! THEY'RE GOING TO KILL US ALL!" And then he let Voldemort go and ran for the cover of Bellatrix's nice, fluffy, soft bed. He dove onto it, covering himself with the sheet and shaking madly underneath said sheet.
.. He didn't even really notice why Bellatrix's bed was in Voldemort's room in the first place. And he was pretty sure he didn't want to know, anyways.
Voldemort pulled the sheet back gently, and nodded sympathetically, petting his hair. "I know. It happens to all of us sometime."
".. I do believe they were trying to either get in my pants, or slaughter me, milord." He murmured tearfully.
"Ah..well, an Anti-Teenager Ward always works, Severus." The snakey-faced Lord Of All Things Evil And Awesome said.
"..What? That was all I had to do? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" The dark man stormed, glaring at his Lord Of All Things Evil And Awesome. He apparated abruptly-into a mob of teenagers.
.. And that is how Severus Snape died. Not by a Lord Of All Things Evil And Awesome, but by teenagers. How sad. The end.
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