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"Talking"
Snipe hunt
Beady black eyes blinked back at squinty blue ones.
"Mr. Fredrickson! I caught the snipe!" Russil said bursting with pride.
"That's not a snipe, that's a Snape!" The man yelled "Come back when you find the bird." The door slammed leaving the pair on the porch (one scowling and being held by the sleeve.)
"Ooooh, so its a bird.." the boy said looking down thoughtfully.
"5 points from Gryffindor." Snape spat shacking his sleeve free and stalking away.
AN: This was stupid. I admit it. Way too short (as usual), and not really funny at all.. (+ a day late)
O well. I'm pretty much just writing whatever pops in my head at this point. K that's what I've been doing from the start (witch is why I'm really bad at updating) but whatever.
AN is almost as long as the story...review?