"Stupid children." Servus Snape muttered
to himself, and slumped in his chair. A
pile of failed tests was in one pile, while the only passing one, (By Hermione
Granger) sat by itself. He sat dismally
in silence, playing with one of those balloons filled with sand, the Muggle
Studies teacher gave him. She must've
fancied him, because he turned on the old record player she also gave him.
"Speaking
Words of Wisdom
Let
it be…."
He actually enjoyed the annoying thing.
Especially that band who was playing- oh! Who were they? Snape looked at the Cover of the record, and
smiled. The Beatles, that's it. The Beatles. The song ended, and another song played.
"Nothing's
going to change my world
Nothing's
going to change my world
Nothing's
going to change my world
Nothing's
going to change my world
Images of broken light which dance before me
like a million eyes,
They call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they
Tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing's going to change my world,
Nothing's going to change my world."
The singer's voice was very smooth, and the melody drifted him off into
a deep sleep.
[A/N- now the insanity and complexity begins]
He seemed to be floating. Flying in the sky- no, it wasn't the
sky. H-he was underwater! Gasping to breathe, he realized he could
breathe underwater. Like as if he were
a fish or had swallowed too much Gillyweed.
Swimming a little more, he could hear
voices. Oh! So it wasn't just him, the
others knew the school had been submerged under the lake! But it wasn't McGongall or Dumbledore he heard. It was Potter.
"Ha ha!" he screamed with utter
delight. "Believe me, you will not just
get detention for this! Expulsion if
Lady Luck is on my side!"
"Wot's he talkin' 'bout?" that Weasley
kid was muttering, as he does a lot. He
seemed to be turned into a Walrus of some sort.
"He thinks we sunk the school, but what he
doesn't know is," the Know-It-All Granger, dressed as a Blue Bird whispered
something to Weasley and Potter. They
all giggled like pixies and turned to him.
"So…"
Potter started, dressed as an octopus.
"What's up?" he couldn't hold it in.
He laughed uncontrollably, as did the other two. All collapsing on the ground, backs to each
other in a little circle.
Snape blinked, and huffed.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Granger got up, and
brushed the sand off her blue robes with her wings. "Ready?" The other two
nodded, and magically some instruments appeared.
[A/N
2- could I resist?]
"Me Me!"
Potter began to tune up his voice, and Weasey gave his guitar a terrible pluck.
"D'oh!" he yelled, cutting his finger.
"A dear!" Hermione yelled running over
trying to help him heal it.
"Um.. A female deer?" Harry asked.
Hermione ran back to her drums and
yelled, "One, a one, two, three, four!"
"I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade
He'd let us in, knows where we've been
In his octopus' garden in the shade I'd ask my
friends to come and see
An octopus' garden with me
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade. We would be
warm below the storm
In our little hideaway beneath the waves
Resting our head on the sea bed
In an octopus' garden near a cave we would sing and
dance around
Because we know we can't be found
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade we would shout
and swim about
The coral that lies beneath the waves
(Lies beneath the ocean waves)
Oh what joy for every girl and boy?
Knowing they're happy and they're safe
(Happy and they're safe) We would be so happy you
and me
No one there to tell us what to do
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden with you. " Harry sang.
At the end, Hermione banged the drums very
loudly, and Snape woke up.
Finding himself sprawled out in the chair,
with his feet on the desk. He collected
himself, and turned off the record player.
THE END
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the HP Characters or
the lovely Beatles, whom rock hard.
