Report from the Board of Governors, Hogwarts School of Magic, to the Ministry of Magic, for 1990-91

… and Rolf Scamander accepted a traineeship at the Berlington Herbology Institute. He named as his inspirations Professors Sprout and Snape. Professor Snape has thus helped the careers of more than fifty of the best students at Hogwarts, and it is said that there are at least four more students hoping to become Aurors whose success very much depends on the excellence of the teaching to be found at Hogwarts.

Furthermore, research by Professor Snape has resulted in a 50% improvement in the extraction of Glumbumble fluid, thus resulting in a saving for the school of over 40 Galleons a year.

Report to the Board of Governors, Hogwarts School of Magic, for 1990-91

Potions — Severus Snape

… and he has requested that the savings be applied to improving the conditions of the Slytherin Common Room, which has been in dire need of new furniture and carpets since the slow leak back in 1985. It is therefore recommended that the Board consider that Professor Snape, as Head of Slytherin, be permitted to allocate the savings as per his own discretion...

Excerpt from the diary of Severus Snape, August 1991

For fuck's sake, why do they think that just because the Slytherin common room is in the dungeons that it has to be cold and damp? That leak from the lake has been coming in for six years now, and I've harvested enough Zanger mushrooms from the back carpet to last me a lifetime. It had better be fixed by next term — Lucius would never forgive me if Draco had to live in this swamp.

Thank fucking goodness that despite one hell of a Quidditch line-up, those Gryffindors couldn't organise their way out of a paper bag. I'm glad I wasn't in their places when Minerva gave her end-of-term talking. I wonder if she was a player when she was young. Probably. Probably as dangerous as a dragon on heat. But if that's the best her bloody team can do, we're set for the next five years at least.

And good riddance to bloody Tonks and Weasley Secundus. Tonks an Auror? Impossible. She'll be snogging a werewolf next. Wonder what made him give up the Quiddich this year? Thank Merlin he did, though — if he'd been in charge instead of that wet wash rag of a fourth year, Wood … Maybe Weasley was just sick of losing? Or too interested in drawing dragons in his textbooks like he was in first year. Speaking of which, although I get rid of him, I've got another coming in next year, and I still have that wet weed of a Tertius, and those idiot twins. I should tell Peeves to consider the Weasleys his special duty. As if that little git would listen to me.

Spent Lily's deathday drunk again. Thought I was over it. Obviously not. Told Pomfrey I had the flu, but wanted to dose it with my own stuff. It worked. Sort of. Well, it was my own bottle of Firewhiskey.

Spent her birthday drunk again. Got through the two classes without being noticed, although Shunpike gave me an odd look. At least he's leaving at the end of the year. Won't have to put up with his idiocy any more.

I miss her.

And when term starts...

Oh fuck.