Snapy-Baby

Ene entered the cellar after all of the students had taken their seats and Snape had built himself up behind his small podium.The light coming through the still open door behind Ene let Snape perceive exactly HOW translucent Ene's skirt was indeed, and he swiftly turned his glance away. Apparently, he wanted to avoid another incident like this morning, but half an hour before dinner a certain malevolence got the whip hand over him. Nothing went on quick enough for him and he rushed Ene to and fro to get this, and take away that, clean that pot... When he ordered Ene to rinse a small glass phial again because it wasn't totally clean, she followed his behest, and then went slowly over to Snape who was sitting at his desk. She placed herself in front of the desk and bent down deeply until her upper body ran parallel to the tabletop, and propped her elbows on the table. In her hands she turned the phial, precisely level with the décolleté of her corsage.

"I'm unsure, Professor, is the phial really clean, now?" she breathed.

Snapes eyes went through another sudden process of growth, he swallowed dryly and coughed a little. "Eh, yes, eh, I think it'sssssss all right..." he managed to say with a choked voice. Nervously he let his eyes go astray to the students but after a few seconds they always came back to Ene.

Ene smiled sugar-sweet and took a tiny brush, about the size of a mascara brush, and said: "See, with this brush you can reach the smallest corners, you only have to let her slide in and out," and with this she pushed the brush into the phial, pulled it out a little, pushed again and so on. Snape seemed hypnotized.

"Does this satisfy you, Professor?" Ene asked innocently.

Snape stared onto the phial – at least it seemed that way. But when Ene placed the phial on the table, Snape's look stayed on the same height, that means at the edge of Ene's corsage.

"Professor?" Ene asked.

"Hmhm?" was the absentminded answer.

And suddenly Ene's voice was cold as ice: "If you want to talk to me, look into my eyes, that means a little higher! The other region is none of your business!"

Snape startled. Ene took the phial and put it on a shelf.

Snape seemed to have lost his sense of direction and said almost tonelessly to his students: "Ehm, for the next hour you repeat the last two chapters and write an essay about... eh... what you have learned. The lesson is over."

Ene went straight through the turmoil of the students and so didn't give Snape any opportunity for another argument.

Before dinner, Lil furtively gave an Apiarist fruit to Anna who immediately disappeared into her house with it.

Harry didn't seem as tense as in the morning. He told that he had reported to Dumbledore about the sight of two black figures at the edge of the forest in the night; only the fact that he hadn't seen them from outside and not from inside the school building had he left unmentioned. Dumbledore had assured Harry that whatever was necessary would be done to protect the unicorn foal and that the two figures had also been percieved by himself because they had went into the freshly-spoken spell and fled like startled chicken.

Shortly before the meal was served, Dumbledore explained details for next Saturday, namely what class was allowed how long at the festivity at the Three Broomsticks, which teacher were to accompany the classes there and back, that even the trainees were allowed to go and all that jazz. So the students had enough to talk about for the whole evening.

Ene, Hermione, and Lil wanted to sit together for a while to plan the sprucing up on Saturday. On the way to the guestrooms they passed a group of teachers including Sprout, Hooch, Flitwick, and Snape.

Hermione was just saying: "... and Lil, we could pin up our hair each other, it's much easier that way..." as Ene interrupted her exactly when passing by Snape: "Yes, but by all means WASH the hair before that. Some people seem to refrain from that for years."

But no-one noticed Snape's petrified face.

Notice: Seven chapters are still to come