"Mr. Yagami do you know why you're here?" Snape ground out through clenched teeth, glaring at the teenager in front of him. Light stared back apathetically. "Since you seem to have lost your tongue I'll remind you. You are here because you caused a student serious mental harm. Ever since you have arrived here your actions have caused nothing but trouble and trauma in the entire school which is I might add-"
"Hypocritical?" Light interjected coolly, raising an eyebrow.
"I beg your pardon" Snape growled out.
"I said hypocritical." Came the rejoinder. "Your actions towards the student body has caused far more mental trauma than mine. And besides Malfoy shouldn't have touched my Notebook in the first place."
"Which brings my to my next point," Snape soldiered on, thoroughly ignoring the transfers words "you obviously charmed that book to cause hallucinations in the first person to touch it. I have investigated it, but nowhere can I find a spell that would cause such vivid hallucinations. What did you do to it?" He all but yelled, throwing the book on the table in front of him
At his words Light smirked arrogantly "I have done nothing to it. I found it like that and I have not cast a single spell on that notebook." He leant back easily as Snape continued to glare at him. Snape opened his mouth to argue when he caught sight of a horrifying vision.
Bulging eyes, black spiky hair and a body which looked as if the clothes had been stapled on. All of this emerging from the wall behind the transfer.
"Hey Light! There are these awesome horses in that forest outside the castle!" The apparition piped up. "Do you think they like apples?" His head gruesomely twisted at his statement, turning to an inhuman angle.
"No Ryuk, they're Threstrals, they eat meat." Light sighed impatiently.
Snape almost choked at the sight in front of him.
"WHAT ON EARTH IS THAT CREATURE!"
Sooo...I'm back? It's been a while since I last updated I know, and I'm really sorry. And thank you so much for not leaving my angry reviews about that. I got bogged down in my job for a while, they moved me from the bar, to the restaurant, to the bar again and now I'm sort of floating in between. I'm pretty sure that my new job title is the Offical Bailer of the pub. As in I bail them out of their bad situation, as they seem to be teaching me everything.
Anyway, sorry about the wait and here is a new chapter courtesy of Unconscious Again (thank you for the prompt :D) and yes I did change all the chapter titles. To be alliterate. For reasons.