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Chapter 6: Hannah

Because Hannah was going to do her prank during her potions class, only herself, and Susan would be able to actually watch it. But the other girls chipped in to purchase a pensive, so afterwards, everyone could watch it.

Hannah was a quiet, shy Hufflepuff, so she was very nervous with not just pranking Snape, but, choosing a prank that she would do right in front of his face. She was hoping that she would only lose points, but, Snape always has something stuck up his backside. So she would just have to grin and bare it.

It was about twenty minutes until her potions class, so she entered the Hufflepuff common room and made her way to her dorm. Once there, she went to her bed and grabbed two pillows, shrunk them, and placed them in her pocket.

She walked back down to the common room, grabbed Susan and together made their way into the dungeons for potions class.

Susan had already fetched her own pillow, and then she went from room to room gathering even more pillows. She had absolutely no idea why Hannah needed to bring twenty pillows to class. Was she going to announce nap-time?

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Half way through class, Hannah looked towards the front of the room, making sure Snape wasn't watching her and was busy else where. She went to remove the pillows from her pocket and Susan's when Snape turned around.

She thought she was dead. She thought she was caught. But couldn't believe her luck when Snape went through the class room door into his storage closet. She quickly jumped up, and gathered all the pillows then returned them to their normal size. She then walked around the class, handing everyone a pillow. She then took her last extra one, and placed it on Snapes desk, then ran back to her table, and made a gesture to the class to stay quiet for a few minutes.

Snapes bewildered look would have been payment enough for this prank. The look on his face was PRICELESS. He was standing in the doorway, looking from table to table, seeing all the pillows. After a couple of minutes, he rubbed his eyes, turned around, walked back into the closet, then turned and stepped once more into the class. It looked like he was trying to convince himself he was seeing things.

Apparently he wasn't.

This was Hannah's cue. She then gave the class a gesture to watch and join her. Then, she took the pillow off her desk, took a deep breath and ran to the front of the class. As she ran towards Snape, she nicked the pillow off his desk.

"CATCH!" Hannah yelled to Snape.

In his confusion, he actually caught the pillow tossed at his head.

Continuing to run at Snape, Hannah lifted her own pillow and screamed:

"PILLOW FIGHT!" and proceeded to get a very nice shot on the side of Snapes head.

That was all the students needed. In a heartbeat, everyone in the class was on their feet attacking anyone and everyone, even their professor. It was complete chaos.

Snape still looked as though he didn't understand what was going on. It was almost ten minutes later, and probably after 50 hits to his head, that he finally snapped out of it. Seeing the look on his face Hannah almost wet herself. He was LIVID.

To this day, no one would know, without a doubt, if the noises he made in the back of his throat were human, or animal. Hearing that sound, every student froze, some in mid-swing. As one, they began a sprint to the door.

By the time the first person reached the door, Snape had drawn his wand, and placed a locking charm on the door. They were stuck. Ohhh, they were screwed.

Hannah was huddled behind the crowd, hoping to be able to blend in. With an evil glint in his eyes, Snape began walking towards the students. Any hope Hannah had had of staying hidden and avoiding trouble dissolved on the spot. The students made a path from Snape to Hannah, sort of like Moses parting the red sea. Her friends were throwing her to the wolves, well, Hannah would have be happier if it WERE a pack of wolves instead of Snape.

By now Hannah was as far from the door as possible with Snape still advancing on her. She didn't even remember trying to back away from him. Never taking his eyes off hers, he drew his wand and pointed it at the door. To the students relief, he unlocked and opened the door.

"Get out, now, I will deal with the rest of you later." Snape growled to the students.

Not needing to be told twice, the class practically flew out the door, leaving a petrified Hannah all alone with a dangerous looking professor.

Snape came to a halt, and lowered his face towards the poor girl. Their noses, inches apart.

Hannah desperately wished he would begin to yell and scream, his silence made her squirm and from the look in his eyes, he knew, and he was enjoying it.

"Miss Abbott," he said in a whisper, "care to explain what you were doing in my class?"

Her mouth was moving, but she couldn't form and words. She looked much like a fish out of water. He was finding it quite amusing.

"What was that? I don't believe I can hear you, Miss Abbott."

"I-I… I-I uhh, um… oh God." Hannah would have began to cry, but she was too terrified to do it. Her mind was trying to tell her body to move, or her mouth to say something, ANYTHING to help defuse the situation.

"Well, come now. Speak up. You had no problems with your voice only moments ago. Don't you want to give me an explanation, beg to get out of trouble? Not that you would, mind you. But you don't even want to try?" with every sentence his voice seemed to get lower and lower, "I'm sure you could think up SOME excuse to try and weasel your way out of this."

Snape continued, "You could try telling me it was a bet. Or perhaps you're under the influence of the Imperius Curse? No? The possibilities are endless! Pick one!" his smirk was gone, in it's place was an even more frightening smile.

Still attempting to try to explain herself, only a quiet squeal made it past her lips. She had never been more afraid in her entire life.

Finally having enough of being stared at by an apparently mute student, Snape straightened back up then slowly turned and walked towards the front of the class.

"I believe that will be 60 points from Hufflepuff and I believe two weeks detention with Filch will do nicely. Don't you agree?" He asked.

She could finally move, so she nodded to her professor.

"Good, now, don't forget all your pillows. Your house mates will be upset with you enough as it is, you don't want make it worse by not returning their pillows."

He then threw one last sneer her way before sweeping through the door. Closing her eyes in relief, she leaned on the wall, and slowly sank down to sit on the floor.

'Well, that wasn't so bad.' Was her last thought before she fainted.

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