A/N: I liked that last one, even if it wasn't that good. ^^
270. I will stop sending Professor Snape forged love notes that appear to be from Professor Lupin.
In the back of the Gryffindor common room, away from prying eyes and nosy ears, Lotte Pontner cackled.
She brandished a small square of parchment. It read, "Dear Severus, OH, how I have dreamed of you! My love, my life. It is unfortunate you love me not, but dearest, I hold hope! Your beloved, Remus J. Lupin."
With one more cackle, she slipped up to her dorm.
The next day, Lotte woke up especially early, and rushed to the Great Hall before even the professors. She placed the note, face-down, peeking out from under Professor Snape's plate.
Then she sprinted back to the dormitories, and pretended nothing had happened.
When Professor Snape almost had a coronary at breakfast that day, she pretended she knew nothing of why.
