A Simple Revition
Hey, again, I am astounded by all the reviews I got. And just so you know, I had pro and chapter 1 edited. Now I just got to wait till I can get the others edited.
To Midnight jade, I got your review, would be happy if you want to translate my story into Russian that just means more people can read it.
To everyone else, thank you, and hope you like this next one, it may be weird but that's because I just spent the last 4 hours washing up at work. ENJOY. Oh and my friend izz just told me that I titled my first chapter as epilogue when it should be prologue. I have since corrected that. Sorry for any misunderstandings.
Chapter 3
In most parts of the school. The sun was shining brightly through the ancient glass windows, easily breaking through the many colored curtains, waking students with ease. However there was one part of the school that this didn't apply to, the dungeon. Now normally this isn't a problem, as nearly all the students living there learn early on to set alarms, and get up.
Unfortunately for one Severus Snape, the occupant of his rooms, never did like to wake up if he could avoid it. Which left him two options, Option 1, leave him where he was, and deal with yelling and accusations from an annoyed blond latter, or Option 2, which happened to be his favorite one, Wake him up.
Moving silently, toward his rooms, Severus allowed a smirk to cross his lips; he hasn't done this in ages. Cracking open the door, he grimaced at what his room had become, what was once a simple clean room, was now full of mirrors, fancy furniture, and clothes, there were clothes everywhere. There was even a sock hanging from a chandelier that was not there yesterday.
"Why does he have to ruin my rooms there are thousands of other places for the twit to destroy, but no it has to be my rooms, I don't even want to enter the bathroom.", he muttered to himself, as he raised his wand, a vindictive smirk on his face, before silently casting a spell.
Shrieks reverberated throughout the chambers, as a jet of ice water blasted toward the bed, effectively waking Lucius Malfoy, who was currently screaming as he darted from the bed to the bathroom, slamming the door against the water. Causing a chuckle to come from his old friend. 'Some things never change'.
His mood better the potions master got ready for a day of terrorizing students, and dealing with an idiot friend. What fun.
In the breakfast hall, everyone was waiting for the arrival of the new student, wild theories, and rumors were spreading like fiendfyre, ranging from ideas. Such as being part of an elaborate plot to spy on the headmaster and take over Hogwarts for the dark lord, to things like, being caught by aurors and forced to be babysat by Dumbledore.
Listening to all the stories, Draco couldn't help a small smile. Only he Dumbledore and Snape knew the real reason he was there was from a messed up potion, and his father's inability to control himself. This was almost fun, if not terrifying. If he gave a hint as to what really happened his father would kill him, he may have backtracked to most of his old habits and manners, but he was still bloody terrifying.
All noise cut off abruptly as Severus Snape strode into the hall, now not that that wasn't a familiar sight, but the fact that he was actually smiling was, a few people even hid under the tables as he passed, when latter asked why, they said, that him smiling was a sure sign that the sky was falling, the other sign being Dumbledore wearing single color robes.
At present they were a deep blue, with neon green, to match the tentacles that he was using instead of hands.
All eyes swiveled to the door as Lucius Malfoy stalked up the path, a glare fixed on a now smirking Snape, oblivious to the student's antics which included placing bets on what would happen between the two.
The answer came as Lucius cast a strange blue spell at his friend, smiling in delight at the effects. "Well now, I think that is much more suited to you," he bit out in a laugh, as Snape now sat there looking well, more batish than usual. His ears had grown long and sharp, not to mention the nose. The best part though, was instead of bat wings, he had a pair of puffy cherub wings coming from his back. "Next time you want to wake me, don't do it with BLOODY COLD WATER you PRICK" he screamed, before turning to the headmaster. Effectively banishing the tentacles with a single wave of his wand.
"Ah Lucius my boy. How lovely it is to see you this morning." Dumbledore laughed his eyes like Christmas lights as he took in his potions professor. "You always did have a knack for transfiguration you know."
"That's probably why I have a masters in it you fool," Lucius sneered, "Now I hope you have better accommodations for me, or so help me" he cut off leaving the unsaid threat to hang in the air.
"Well you see, I would have given you one of the Slytherin rooms, only it seems they've been locked." Dumbledore finished a sad look on his face.
"Locked," Lucius repeated, "How in the blazes they can be locked, you're the freaking head master for crists sake. Order them to open!"
"Uhh, well you see apparently there were certain rules to those rooms, made by well, Slytherin himself. That while usually they can be opened by almost anyone," he babbled, looking distinctly nervous at the growing rage of his young charge, "if say a parseltounge was to ask them to close then they could only be opened by well, a parseltounge." he finished spreading his hands in a 'you see' gesture.
"Then get a parseltounge to open them! It's not that bloody hard you senile old fool, you have one here in the school", Lucius screamed, stomping his foot to the disbelief of many.
"Well I tried to ask Harry, but you see, uhmm he's... how should I put it." Dumbledore stuttered.
"Spit it out," Lucius hissed, as he speared the headmaster with a glare.
"He's ignoring me," Dumbledore whimpered, "All I did was make a 'slight change' to his clothes, and he blew up at me. Hasn't spoken to me in weeks, I tried getting Minerva to ask him but he just laughed." He said sadly before muttering, "I really thought he'd like the pink and orange sweater. Or at least the sparkly blue tank top. But he destroyed them, practically blasted them to nothing but ashes, along with half the dormitory."
"Great just fricken great," Lucius screamed, "Now what am I going to do?"
"You could always try asking him to open one for you," Dumbledore added as an afterthought.
"A- Askk him. Me. Lord. Malfoy ask HIM. Oh no not in a million bloody light years you insane, utterly senile, bloody idiot." Lucius screamed, throwing a complete hissy fit in the middle of the great hall, complete with stomping and erratic arm movements. "There is no way I'd ever, even contemplate asking that, that boy for anything. ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?"
Sitting over at Slytherin table, Draco could really not hold back a laugh as he watched his father lose practically every shred of dignity he had left. Glancing across the hall, he took in the amused look on his rivals face, Not knowing that the same though was going through both their heads at the sight of Lucius's tantrum 'who knew he could be such a girl.
Sorry for the delay folks, had a bit to do, now the first bit was done when I finished work, however the last bit was done now, it took a bit to get back to it and I hope you enjoy, and as always let me know what you think. -by the way not sure if I should put actual swearing in here or not, tell me if you think I should or not. Bye
-SF (selenes friend
