Short and born from boredom. I know this isn't the best quality of writing ever, but I hope you get a few laughs from this.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters portrayed in this story. All belong to J.K. Rowling.
"He's coming…do it, now!" Fred Weasley shouted at his brother.
"Alright, alright," replied George while walking up to Professor Snape. He was holding a small, red box in his hand.
Right in front of Snape's path, George bent down on one knee and opened the small, red box. There was a ring inside.
"Professor, will you marry me?"
"What the blast ended skrewt are you goin' on about, Weasley?"
"I mean it Professor. Will you marry me?" asked George again, this time he was batting his eye lashes.
"Shut up, and get back to work! 25 points from Gryffindor!!"
"But Professor, I-I love you."
The entire Great Hall filled with laughter. George stood up, faced the other way, and bowed his head to the roaring audience.
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"Professor, I have been meaning to ask: Is there a potion that can cure constipation?" asked Fred Weasley in the middle of his silent Potions lesson.
"Get back to work Weasley!" snapped Snape.
"But Professor, this morning, why I was late to your class, it just wouldn't come out! I'm DESPERATE!" pleaded Fred Weasley with a rather large grin.
Several stundents busted into a fit of giggles.
"That's enough Mr. Weasley, I don't want to hear about your irregular bowel movements!!" shouted Snape in reply. His face was turning red.
"That's the thing- I'm not making any!"
The classroom roared with laughter.
"30 points from Gryffindor!!"
"For what, not being able to poop?"
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"Excuse me, Professor?" George stopped Snape in the middle of the hallway.
"What is it Weasley? I have somewhere I need to be," replied Snape in an unpleasant tone.
"I was just wondering, if my brother and I stopped bothering you, will you give Gryffindor a thousand points?"
"No, now move out of my way!!" shouted Snape while attempting to shove George out of the way.
"700?"
"NO!"
"500?"
"NO!!"
"What about 450 then?"
"NO! 50 POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!!"
"300!!" yelled George down the hallway.
"BUGGER OFF WEASLEY!!"
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Thank you for reading. Comment if you'd like, but no criticism is necessary here. I know this ain't the finest piece of literature.