AN: this story is a drabble that my friend Taylor or Lady Knowitall inspired. Enjoy. Again, this one was written a long time ago, after a long odd conversation with an old friend of mine. The fic is 181 words long, and I hope you get at least a chuckle out of it.
Taylor's Obsession
"Hey Tay!" I said coming into the common room, to my dorm mate and best friend Taylor.
"Hi" She replied distractedly, uh oh, the last time she was distracted she had hide someone in my closet.
"Did you hide someone in my closet? Who is it? Is it Harry?" I ask hysterically.
"There is no one in your closet, least of all Harry. Don't you have a date with Cedric to get ready for?" She replied smugly.
"Right! Thanks for reminding me! I have to change!" I said and ran up to my dorm.
When I got to my room I threw open my closet turned away and then did a double take. Inside my closet one hand tied to the bar stood professor Snape.
I gently closed the door and shouted, "Taylor! Get Snape OUT Of MY CLOSET!"
I then turned to the closet opened the door and asked, "Could you hand me the red shirt?"
"I suggest the purple; it will complement your completion." He said handing me the purple shirt before pulling the door closed on himself.