A/N: Note that I am very well aware that the veil isn't solid, it was light, but meh. It's FANFICTION. Emphasis on the FICTION. Some guy yelled at me for this piece in the previous story, so I'm just throwing that out there right now.
Chapter 4: Drapery is dangerous! (Sixth year)
"What else provides a threat to the wizarding world now that the Dark Lord has returned?" Snape demanded from his class, and Harry swore that by the way his cloak was dramatically billowing, he would sprout wings anytime soon and fly over to every student to leer over their shoulders and squawk or shriek or whatever it was that a bat did every time they made the tiniest mistake, like not closing the 'a' in cursive writing or making the dot on the 'I' in strange places. The latter was a legitimate worry, though.
They were in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and, of course, Hermione's hand was the first to hit the air. Snape, however, ignored her and looked directly to his godson. Harry lifted an eyebrow, what was going on there? He always wondered why Snape favourite Draco, and he had a theory that either Draco was Snape's bastard son or those two were in a very strange relationship. Perhaps they made turns sleeping with a blanket? Maybe they exchanged notes on the proper way to build a porcelain doll? The possibilities were endless, and it sort of amused Harry.
"Mr Malfoy?"
"Sir." He nodded. "There are Inferi, the Unforgivable Curses, giants…" He continued to name a number of things until Potter interrupted him.
"And drapery!" Potter yelled, thinking deeply. The expression of Harry Potter overthinking something really terrified some of the students.
"Excuse me, Mr Potter?" Snape even forgot to sneer.
"Drapery." Potter repeated. Snape was now thoroughly confused. He wasn't the only one, but it sometimes happened.
"Are you trying to be funny?" Snape asked, this time remembering to draw his upper lip into a sneer.
"No." Harry frowned. "Curtains can kill you." To anyone besides Ron, Hermione and Neville, this sounded odd.
Even if his three friends knew exactly what he was talking about, they were having a hard time not laughing wildly. Even if, to Harry, it was no laughing matter, he had, after all, lost his godfather that way.
"Ten points from Gryffindor for an ill-attempt at humour Mr Potter." Snape leered. Harry scowled at Snape, though not aloud. That man could leer, sneer, scowl and be a general snarky and snarly guy without even trying.
Meanwhile, between thinking of synonyms for 'sneer' (scorn, jeer, snigger), Harry decided to prove to Snape that drapery was dangerous.
It was during a detention with Snape. Harry had, for once, shown up before his professor to ready the professor's office for the lesson.
The door opened as if in slow-motion, and Snape entered. Immediately tripping over the first curtain Harry had hung. A series of crashes could be heard throughout the whole of Hogwarts as Professor Snape tripped over curtain upon drape… upon curtain…
"Potter!"
"See! Drapery IS dangerous!" Harry yelled triumphantly.
A week later the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was covered in various posters explaining the dangers of drapery.
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