Disclaimer: see first chapter.
Reread by Dacian Goddess.
Rating: G
Wet Memory
"I think we should propose alternate activities for the students who can't go to Hogsmeade," Pomona Sprout insisted.
"And how do you suggest we do that when nearly all the teachers go to the village?" Filius Flitwick piped in.
The same endless, pointless debate was launched in the staff room. Shrill voices, 'dulcet tones' and heated arguments washed over Severus's ears, prompting him to block the outside noise and retire within himself. There, he sought out the memory that would soothe his hurt hearing: water falling along tiled walls and onto the enamel floor while Hermione sang under the shower.