A/N: Omigoodness! The great authoress Severa reviewed my fic! *feels honored* Ok, everybody, right after reviewing my fic, go and read hers (especially Rubida Luna, it's a hoot!). Anyway, on with this fic. I think I thought of it while brushing my hair, but the constant strenuous demands of a waning senior year have kind of taken over my life. So little time for writing. :(



The Storm



The rest of the day passed uneventfully (well, about as uneventfully as a Saturday at Hogwarts can pass). It had been pretty warm and muggy all day, and as night fell, storm clouds began to gather overhead. In no time, drops of chubby rain were falling *splat*…*splat* on Hogwarts grounds, and far away one could see flashes of lightening slowly making their way to the school.

Hermione Granger was nearing the end of the thick physics & engineering book, by now moved to her bed to read. Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil were leaning out the window of the girls' dormitory, watching Professor Sprout hurry in from the greenhouses before the rain got really heavy.

Never seeming to feel comfortable in silence, Lavender spoke, "What do you think would happen if one of the professors got stuck out there in this thunderstorm?"

Parvati, already sleepy, replied, "I dunno," and yawned.

Hermione looked up from her book, still a bit miffed about losing those points this morning, "I know what you'd call it if Professor Snape were stuck out there…"

"What?" asked the two girls at the window in unison.

"Greased Lightning."



A/n: hehehe, I love thunderstorms! I love Snape, too! AP tests are coming up, and I haven't studied! *gasp* (I love Hermione, too!)

You know the drill by now. R/R