Cheer up, Professor Snape: Part 4

Lady Draco

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DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone in the part of the fic. They all belong to JK Rowling of "Harry Potter" fame.

RATING: PG - to be on the safe side.

SYNOPSIS: Two wizard's and one witch decide to make Professor Severus Snape's Christmas a very memorable one indeed.

Part 4

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Realising that he had a class to get to, Snape scoffed down a piece of toast with jam and drank a whole goblet of pumpkin juice in one gulp. Then he was off again, glaring and sneering his way to his classroom.

The three professors mentioned before congregated to the side of the staff table. They were all staring happily at the goblet that was now empty.

'Won't be long now, Professor's!' Dumbledore said, with a twinkle in his eye. 'No, not long now.'



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Snape headed straight down to the dungeons after breakfast. He was feeling a little bit odd but just pressumed that it was because he had eaten rather quickly. He had fifth years first thing this morning. Great, he groaned to himself. Harry Potter and his musketeers. He was so busy groaning and grumbling that he failed to see a Gryffindor and Slytherin in a heated arguement. He entered his classroom and glared around. Slytherin's on the left. Gryffindor's on the right. He noted that they were already at their seats, chatting amiably to eachother. He coughed and the room silenced immediately.

'Class. I have written instructions of a heating potion on the board. Copy it down and proceed to make it.' He looked at Hermione, who was busily half way through writing the potion instructions down. 'Oh and Miss Granger, help Mr Longbottom out today. He's going to sod it up as usual.' He sneered half heartedly. He was feeling very strange. He had just instructed the years know-it-all to help out the most clumsiest student. Something weird was happening but he wasn't sure what.

Hermione Granger was looking at Snape oddly. She too had noticed that something odd was going on with the potions professor. He was not even sneering as evily as usual, she thought. And he never permitted me to help Neville. Why now? She picked up her books and made her way over to a thankful Neville.

Potions class ended with an entire fifth year grade befuddled with Snape. He had taken hardly any points off of Gryffindor, even though Seamus Finnigan had exploded his potion mixture.

'What's up with Snape?' asked Ron Weasley as they left the Potions classroom.

'Dunno.. maybe he's getting into the Christmas spirit. Although I doubt it,' replied Harry Potter.

Even the Slytherin's were amazed at the way their head teacher was acting.

'He didn't even take any points off Potty today', drawled Draco Malfoy to Goyle and Crabbe. They grunted in agreement.

Back in the potions room, Snape was sitting alone at his desk. He was thinking. He was very confused. He was acting... nice. Snape frowned to himself. What is going on? Potter was at the back of the room, chatting away to Weasley as usual, and he hadn't even taken any points off of them. He had reprimanded them. But no. No detentions. No deducted points. What in heaven's name was going on with him? He shook his head. I'm even looking forward to Christmas, he thought to himself. He shuddered at the thought of Christmas. Waste of a precious school day. He shook his head and waited for his next class.



End Part 4

NOTE: Sorry I haven't written sooner. What with Christmas and all. Plus, I've been rather worried about my partner. New South Wales, Australia has been engulfed with bushfires and she lives down where the fires had trapped them.

I dedicate this particular story to all the firefighters who's Christmas' were cut short because of this natural disaster. Thank you...