Snape didn't come to the Hospital Wing until after dinner. When he first took sight of Malfoy, he tried not to laugh, but he did let out a small chuckle. Malfoy gave him an angered look, but didn't say anything.
"I'll have to see what I can come up with. I can't think of anything offhand," Snape said, trying his hardest to keep a straight face.
"You better find something, or I'll make sure that you're sacked. My dad will be royally furious when he gets word that his only son has been turned into a girl," Malfoy said. Snape couldn't hold back any longer. He let out a hearty laugh at Malfoy.
"As I said, I don't know of anything offhand. I'll go to my office and see what I can find." Snape then left the hospital wing.
Snape arrived in the dungeons and walked into his office. He then started his search. He didn't even notice that Hermione was sitting at the desk as well.
"Professor?" Hermione piped.
"Yes?" he asked, nose still in the books.
"What are you looking for?"
"Something that will change Draco Malfoy back into the physical form of a male."
"Oh," she said cautiously. "I see."
Snape looked up at her. "Do you know something about this?"
"Well," she started.
"Hermione, don't tell me you used that potion I gave you on him." She didn't answer. "This is not good. There is no reverse for that potion. You can't even use that potion to reverse the spell you used." He pounded his fist on the desk and stood up in anger.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know," she cried in fear and panic. "It was just supposed to be a joke."
"It's not your fault. The little twerp had it coming to him anyway. It's my fault you used the potion."
"No, it's not. You didn't force me to give him the potion."
"But I gave you the potion thinking you'd use it wisely. I also should have explained it more thoroughly."
"I admit that I didn't use it wisely, and I'm sorry. You shouldn't blame yourself for my actions."
"It's not your actions I'm blaming myself for. I'm blaming myself for being stupid enough to create a potion that's irreversible. I'll have to send an owl to Lucious explaining what happened. I'll ask him to come and we'll talk about what will happen now that Draco is ... well, not himself anymore."
"I wish to be here as well." Hermione demanded.
"No. You will not be in this office during the discussion."
"Why not?"
"Because there's no telling what he'll do to you. It's only for your protection." He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a piece of parchment. He then picked up his quill from the ink bottle and began to write.
"I'll be leaving then," she said. He didn't answer. She stood up and left the office, closing the door behind her.
"I'll have to see what I can come up with. I can't think of anything offhand," Snape said, trying his hardest to keep a straight face.
"You better find something, or I'll make sure that you're sacked. My dad will be royally furious when he gets word that his only son has been turned into a girl," Malfoy said. Snape couldn't hold back any longer. He let out a hearty laugh at Malfoy.
"As I said, I don't know of anything offhand. I'll go to my office and see what I can find." Snape then left the hospital wing.
Snape arrived in the dungeons and walked into his office. He then started his search. He didn't even notice that Hermione was sitting at the desk as well.
"Professor?" Hermione piped.
"Yes?" he asked, nose still in the books.
"What are you looking for?"
"Something that will change Draco Malfoy back into the physical form of a male."
"Oh," she said cautiously. "I see."
Snape looked up at her. "Do you know something about this?"
"Well," she started.
"Hermione, don't tell me you used that potion I gave you on him." She didn't answer. "This is not good. There is no reverse for that potion. You can't even use that potion to reverse the spell you used." He pounded his fist on the desk and stood up in anger.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know," she cried in fear and panic. "It was just supposed to be a joke."
"It's not your fault. The little twerp had it coming to him anyway. It's my fault you used the potion."
"No, it's not. You didn't force me to give him the potion."
"But I gave you the potion thinking you'd use it wisely. I also should have explained it more thoroughly."
"I admit that I didn't use it wisely, and I'm sorry. You shouldn't blame yourself for my actions."
"It's not your actions I'm blaming myself for. I'm blaming myself for being stupid enough to create a potion that's irreversible. I'll have to send an owl to Lucious explaining what happened. I'll ask him to come and we'll talk about what will happen now that Draco is ... well, not himself anymore."
"I wish to be here as well." Hermione demanded.
"No. You will not be in this office during the discussion."
"Why not?"
"Because there's no telling what he'll do to you. It's only for your protection." He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a piece of parchment. He then picked up his quill from the ink bottle and began to write.
"I'll be leaving then," she said. He didn't answer. She stood up and left the office, closing the door behind her.