Birthday Blues Troublesome Twins Part 2- SUPRISE!!
By Ms. Neptune Holmes
A/N: Harry Potter and the characters included in this story DO NOT belong to me. They are the property of J.K Rowling, Warner Brothers and Scholastic.
I want to thank the people who have reviewed the first part of the story.
Hawaiigirl: *blushes* Thank You! I'm glad you liked it! ^_^
A Fan: NO, IT'S NOT THAT! @_@
Miranda Shadowind: Hmmmm....You'll just have to find out! ^_^
Ophelia Hoss: Welll............
That being said, on to part two!
About an hour later, the entire Gryffindor house was crowded around Fred and George, trying to get a better look at Snape's book which turned out to be a photo album.
"Oh, look at that one!" Parvati Patil squealed as she pointed to a picture from over Fred's shoulder. There was Snape as a baby, with greasy black hair that reached slightly past his ears, and a small hooked nose. The baby was sitting up, clad only in a little diaper. The moving picture showed him looking up, his thumb in his mouth, and gurgling.
"Awww! He's so cute in that picture!" exclaimed Lavender Brown
"Yeah, and looked what happened to him," Ron muttered. Below the picture was the label 'Severus Slyvester Snape age: 4 months'
On the next page was a picture of a slightly older Snape, dressed in a black outfit, standing over a little, smoking black cauldron, and stirring it with a large wooden spoon. Beneath this was the title "Severus' first cauldron, age 1 year and six months."
"Wow, no wonder he's the Potions Master here, he's been making potions since he was a baby!" Dean Thomas exclaimed.
The whole Gryffindor house remained awake late into the night, passing the little album around, laughing and exclaiming as they looked through the pages. Perhaps they were having too good a time, because Professor McGonagall came in, slamming the portrait behind her, causing them to to jump. Fred quickly made the book vanish into thin air.
"What is this? What's going on here? What are you all still doing up?" she screeched The Gryffindor Head of House glanced at The Weasley Twins who suddenly felt as though they were caught.
"Well, I'm waiting for answers ladies and gentleman!" McGonagall huffed impatiently. The students were silent, that is, untill Neville Longbottom walked in.
"Hey guys, still looking at that album?" he yelled, not looking up. When he did, Neville saw the strict face of McGonagall, as well as the angry faces of his fellow housemates.
"Album? What's this about? Give it to me, now."
Sighing, George called "Accio Book!" and the book came into his hands. Then, he passed it to the Transfiguration teacher. She opened it, and then they saw her raise her eyebrows.
"Well, I am surprised that this was taken from a teacher's possesions. And I am even more suprised that it was not returned to Professor Snape. However," She paused for a moment, a small smile crossing her face. "This may be of some use."
The students looked confused, but McGonagall nodded. Then she continued, "I should take off points for this, but I won't, this time. Thank-you for bringing this to my attention. Now, everyone to bed," she called waving her hand as they dispersed.
The red-haired twins were just turning to leave the Common Room when Professor McGonagall called them as she neared the portrait of The Fat Lady.
"Oh, and gentlemen?" she called
"Yes, Professor McGongall?" They responded in unison
"I would refrain from poking around the castle during dinner. You may regret it." She said coldly before exiting through the picture frame. Fred and George at each other in relief and curiosity.
As they walked back to their dormitory, Fred said quietly "Wonder what she'll do with the album."
"Probably return it to Snape and tell him who took it." George replied ruefully.
"Guess we'll soon find out," Fred said in an afterthought.
Friday classes came and went, and all of the classes noticed that Snape was in an even more horrible mood than usual. He managed to take 75 points from Gryffindor in one class period that day; Fred and George's class. That evening, at dinner, Albus Dumbledore stood and made his usual announcement, and the Great hall went silent.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I have a few announcements before we dig in. First, I would like to announce that the first trip to Hogsmeade is tomorrow; third years and up are welcome to attend. Second, I would like to remind all students that exploring the castle grounds during meals is strictly prohibited." the headmaster's stern gaze fell Fred and George, who shifted uncomfortably in their seats. "Third and finally, I would like to announce the birthday of one of our professors. Would you please join me in wishing a Happy Birthday to Professor Snape!" the stern look soon melted away into a big smile. There was an uproar at the Slytherin table, while the other tables were clapping lightly. Snape turned a lovely hue of red, which caused the Gryffindor table to laugh. Dumbledore raised his hand for silence and the hall went quiet again.
"The staff has informed me that they have photos of our dear proffesor and would like to share them. So take it away!" The House tables all looked up at the Staff Table. The first picture they saw was him as a baby. Gradually, it progressed to Snape's first cauldron, then to a photo of the young yet-to-be Potions Master with his mother and father, and several pictures of him on a broomstick and casting spells. When the presentation was over, the Headmaster looked over to faculty, and said "Thank-you." Then, turning his eyes to the student table, he exclaimed "Dig in Everyone!" and sat again in his high seat at the Staff table. A moment later, food appeared on the tables and dinner began.
When Fred looked up at the high table, he didn't see the Potions Master. A moment later, however, he saw where the greasy man had gone. "Oy, George look! Snape's hidin' under the table!" He declared. Sure enough, when his twin tilted his head, he could see Snape sunk all the way down in his chair. The only thing they could see above the table was the Potion Master's forehead, which was a very deep red. The Weasley Twins grinned. "I don't think Snape'll ever live this down," Fred cackled "Yeah. McGonagall was right, those picture were useful, for us!" George loudly, before digging into his mashed potatoes.
The End
By Ms. Neptune Holmes
A/N: Harry Potter and the characters included in this story DO NOT belong to me. They are the property of J.K Rowling, Warner Brothers and Scholastic.
I want to thank the people who have reviewed the first part of the story.
Hawaiigirl: *blushes* Thank You! I'm glad you liked it! ^_^
A Fan: NO, IT'S NOT THAT! @_@
Miranda Shadowind: Hmmmm....You'll just have to find out! ^_^
Ophelia Hoss: Welll............
That being said, on to part two!
About an hour later, the entire Gryffindor house was crowded around Fred and George, trying to get a better look at Snape's book which turned out to be a photo album.
"Oh, look at that one!" Parvati Patil squealed as she pointed to a picture from over Fred's shoulder. There was Snape as a baby, with greasy black hair that reached slightly past his ears, and a small hooked nose. The baby was sitting up, clad only in a little diaper. The moving picture showed him looking up, his thumb in his mouth, and gurgling.
"Awww! He's so cute in that picture!" exclaimed Lavender Brown
"Yeah, and looked what happened to him," Ron muttered. Below the picture was the label 'Severus Slyvester Snape age: 4 months'
On the next page was a picture of a slightly older Snape, dressed in a black outfit, standing over a little, smoking black cauldron, and stirring it with a large wooden spoon. Beneath this was the title "Severus' first cauldron, age 1 year and six months."
"Wow, no wonder he's the Potions Master here, he's been making potions since he was a baby!" Dean Thomas exclaimed.
The whole Gryffindor house remained awake late into the night, passing the little album around, laughing and exclaiming as they looked through the pages. Perhaps they were having too good a time, because Professor McGonagall came in, slamming the portrait behind her, causing them to to jump. Fred quickly made the book vanish into thin air.
"What is this? What's going on here? What are you all still doing up?" she screeched The Gryffindor Head of House glanced at The Weasley Twins who suddenly felt as though they were caught.
"Well, I'm waiting for answers ladies and gentleman!" McGonagall huffed impatiently. The students were silent, that is, untill Neville Longbottom walked in.
"Hey guys, still looking at that album?" he yelled, not looking up. When he did, Neville saw the strict face of McGonagall, as well as the angry faces of his fellow housemates.
"Album? What's this about? Give it to me, now."
Sighing, George called "Accio Book!" and the book came into his hands. Then, he passed it to the Transfiguration teacher. She opened it, and then they saw her raise her eyebrows.
"Well, I am surprised that this was taken from a teacher's possesions. And I am even more suprised that it was not returned to Professor Snape. However," She paused for a moment, a small smile crossing her face. "This may be of some use."
The students looked confused, but McGonagall nodded. Then she continued, "I should take off points for this, but I won't, this time. Thank-you for bringing this to my attention. Now, everyone to bed," she called waving her hand as they dispersed.
The red-haired twins were just turning to leave the Common Room when Professor McGonagall called them as she neared the portrait of The Fat Lady.
"Oh, and gentlemen?" she called
"Yes, Professor McGongall?" They responded in unison
"I would refrain from poking around the castle during dinner. You may regret it." She said coldly before exiting through the picture frame. Fred and George at each other in relief and curiosity.
As they walked back to their dormitory, Fred said quietly "Wonder what she'll do with the album."
"Probably return it to Snape and tell him who took it." George replied ruefully.
"Guess we'll soon find out," Fred said in an afterthought.
Friday classes came and went, and all of the classes noticed that Snape was in an even more horrible mood than usual. He managed to take 75 points from Gryffindor in one class period that day; Fred and George's class. That evening, at dinner, Albus Dumbledore stood and made his usual announcement, and the Great hall went silent.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I have a few announcements before we dig in. First, I would like to announce that the first trip to Hogsmeade is tomorrow; third years and up are welcome to attend. Second, I would like to remind all students that exploring the castle grounds during meals is strictly prohibited." the headmaster's stern gaze fell Fred and George, who shifted uncomfortably in their seats. "Third and finally, I would like to announce the birthday of one of our professors. Would you please join me in wishing a Happy Birthday to Professor Snape!" the stern look soon melted away into a big smile. There was an uproar at the Slytherin table, while the other tables were clapping lightly. Snape turned a lovely hue of red, which caused the Gryffindor table to laugh. Dumbledore raised his hand for silence and the hall went quiet again.
"The staff has informed me that they have photos of our dear proffesor and would like to share them. So take it away!" The House tables all looked up at the Staff Table. The first picture they saw was him as a baby. Gradually, it progressed to Snape's first cauldron, then to a photo of the young yet-to-be Potions Master with his mother and father, and several pictures of him on a broomstick and casting spells. When the presentation was over, the Headmaster looked over to faculty, and said "Thank-you." Then, turning his eyes to the student table, he exclaimed "Dig in Everyone!" and sat again in his high seat at the Staff table. A moment later, food appeared on the tables and dinner began.
When Fred looked up at the high table, he didn't see the Potions Master. A moment later, however, he saw where the greasy man had gone. "Oy, George look! Snape's hidin' under the table!" He declared. Sure enough, when his twin tilted his head, he could see Snape sunk all the way down in his chair. The only thing they could see above the table was the Potion Master's forehead, which was a very deep red. The Weasley Twins grinned. "I don't think Snape'll ever live this down," Fred cackled "Yeah. McGonagall was right, those picture were useful, for us!" George loudly, before digging into his mashed potatoes.
The End