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The scenes on the banners were displaying Professor Severus Snape with his pants down, clad only in his black silk boxer shorts, while Auror Anna Evans was smothering him with kisses. Anna was similarly clad in a black bra and black bikini bottoms. Both consenting adults were too far engrossed in their proceedings to notice the entire stadium was gaping at the two of them.
"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY! CHLOE DeSHAW EVANS!" McGonagall roared, the first professor to recover, and then Snape and Anna suddenly were brought to attention by McGonagall's shouts. Anna gasped loudly, as she darted behind Snape. Professor Sinistra, Rene, and Ari flew down to wake up the unconscious Lupin, Sinistra struggling with the desire to gawk at Anna, who was scantily clad in her underclothes, frantically throwing her own cloak upon herself. Professor Snape was mortified. He was standing under the bleachers, his mouth agape in shock, seeing himself kissing Anna passionately, while fumbling with her shirt, and Anna tugging at his jeans on the banners surrounding the stadium.
"Sevi, here you go." Anna hissed, throwing Snape's jeans and T- shirt at him. Snape suddenly recovered, and hastily threw his cloak around himself, covering his black silk boxer shorts. Anna ran off to the castle, to her private chambers to hide from the entire castle, while Snape scurried off to his own chambers to get dressed and hunt down that infernal stepdaughter of his.
Hermione Granger's mouth suddenly snapped shut as she watched Ari and Rene help Professor Sinistra carry the unconscious Lupin to the hospital wing. McGonagall followed, helping a sobbing and gasping Trelawney along, muttering to herself to remember to kill Trelawney later if she didn't shut up about how Severus Snape had betrayed her love for him, and to murder Anna Evans, or something of the sort, her sobs were too loud to decipher the actual words she was wailing out.
The next morning in the Great Hall, all of the Professors were livid, sitting at the Staff Table with stony faces. Their eyes lit up as two owls dropped two bright-red, smoking howlers on the Weasley twins' laps and Chloe's lap. The twins immediately winced, and opened theirs gingerly, as Chloe ripped her own open.
"CHLOE DeSHAW EVANS, I POSTIVELY CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT YOU DID TO YOUR MOTHER, SHE DOESN'T DESERVE THAT PAIN IN HER LIFE, ESPECIALLY FROM HER OWN DAUGHTER! YOU BROUGHT SO MUCH SHAME ON THIS FAMILY, I AM ASHAMED TO CALL YOU MY OWN NEICE-YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST DONE THAT TO THE IFERNAL POTTER BOY! HOW CAN I FACE CORNELIUS FUDGE AT THE OFFICE AFTER YOU PULLED A STUNT LIKE THIS? I PITY YOUR POOR MOTHER, WHO LABORED SO HARD AT SO YOUNG AN AGE TO BRING YOUR UNGRATEFUL HIDE IN THIS WORLD! I AM SO ASHAMED TO CALL YOU MY NEICE! AT LEAST DRACO AIMS HIS HATE AT SOMEONE WORTH HATING!" Lucius Malfoy's voice shrieked out as the Howler burst into livid blue flames, the ashes settling on Chloe's plate.
"FREDERICK MICHAEL WEASLEY, GEORGE BRANDON WEASLEY, I CANNOT POSTIVELY IMAGINE WHAT YOUR FATHER'S FACING AT THE OFFICE, I'M SURE LUCIUS MALFOY IS PROUD THAT OUR CHILDREN MESSED UP, YOUR POOR PROFESSORS-I CAN'T IMAGINE WHAT DUMBLEDORE IS FEELING RIGHT NOW-IF YOU PUT ONE HAIR OUT OF LINE ONCE AGAIN THIS YEAR, WE ARE SENDING YOU TO WIZARD SCHOOL IN ANTARTICA, AND THAT WILL BE THAT!" Molly Weasley's voice screamed out at the twins, as the envelope burst in a loud explosion, leaving only steam rising to the ceiling. The Great Hall stood in silence, as Dumbledore stood up.
"Now that the Weasley twins and Chloe Evans have received their Howlers, it is proper to inform you that for the rest of the year, Quidditch is canceled. Instead, we are holding an academic bowl. Each House has their own team, consisting of five students. The academic bowl will take place at the end of the year, and will replace final exams for those parcipicating in the competition. Please inform your Head of House who will be participating. Good day." Dumbledore said in a loud voice.
The Great Hall immediately began filling up with chatter. The Gryffindors were all yelling that Hermione Granger should be on the Gryffindor team. Anna was sitting at the Staff Table, receiving acid looks from Trelawney, who was discussing yesterday's match with Professor Johnathan Sinistra, during Anna's deep in discussion with Severus Snape. Remus Lupin sat next to Anna, staring at his plate, still in shock. Anna glanced quickly at Chloe, and nodded at Snape, as she quietly turned to Lupin.
"Remus?" Could I speak with you for a moment?"
"Err, certainly." Lupin said, snapping out of his reverie. "What do you need, Anna?"
"What should we do about Chloe? Severus says-"
"Severus this, Sevi that! Will you bloody shut up about bloody Severus Snape?" Lupin suddenly shouted, standing up quickly from his seat, and stalking out of the Great Hall, fuming. Anna quickly exchanged a guilty glance with Snape, as she slowly sauntered down the Great Hall after Lupin, angry that he had behaved in a juvenile manner, very inappropriate for a thirty-six year old man.
A/N: This chapter is kind of weak, Sorry, Ty-I tried to work with our excellent idea. Danica, Stacey, Diedre-pls pls pls R/R. ( I would love it if u did! Or at least, tell me what u thought--- I love you guys!!
The scenes on the banners were displaying Professor Severus Snape with his pants down, clad only in his black silk boxer shorts, while Auror Anna Evans was smothering him with kisses. Anna was similarly clad in a black bra and black bikini bottoms. Both consenting adults were too far engrossed in their proceedings to notice the entire stadium was gaping at the two of them.
"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY! CHLOE DeSHAW EVANS!" McGonagall roared, the first professor to recover, and then Snape and Anna suddenly were brought to attention by McGonagall's shouts. Anna gasped loudly, as she darted behind Snape. Professor Sinistra, Rene, and Ari flew down to wake up the unconscious Lupin, Sinistra struggling with the desire to gawk at Anna, who was scantily clad in her underclothes, frantically throwing her own cloak upon herself. Professor Snape was mortified. He was standing under the bleachers, his mouth agape in shock, seeing himself kissing Anna passionately, while fumbling with her shirt, and Anna tugging at his jeans on the banners surrounding the stadium.
"Sevi, here you go." Anna hissed, throwing Snape's jeans and T- shirt at him. Snape suddenly recovered, and hastily threw his cloak around himself, covering his black silk boxer shorts. Anna ran off to the castle, to her private chambers to hide from the entire castle, while Snape scurried off to his own chambers to get dressed and hunt down that infernal stepdaughter of his.
Hermione Granger's mouth suddenly snapped shut as she watched Ari and Rene help Professor Sinistra carry the unconscious Lupin to the hospital wing. McGonagall followed, helping a sobbing and gasping Trelawney along, muttering to herself to remember to kill Trelawney later if she didn't shut up about how Severus Snape had betrayed her love for him, and to murder Anna Evans, or something of the sort, her sobs were too loud to decipher the actual words she was wailing out.
The next morning in the Great Hall, all of the Professors were livid, sitting at the Staff Table with stony faces. Their eyes lit up as two owls dropped two bright-red, smoking howlers on the Weasley twins' laps and Chloe's lap. The twins immediately winced, and opened theirs gingerly, as Chloe ripped her own open.
"CHLOE DeSHAW EVANS, I POSTIVELY CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT YOU DID TO YOUR MOTHER, SHE DOESN'T DESERVE THAT PAIN IN HER LIFE, ESPECIALLY FROM HER OWN DAUGHTER! YOU BROUGHT SO MUCH SHAME ON THIS FAMILY, I AM ASHAMED TO CALL YOU MY OWN NEICE-YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST DONE THAT TO THE IFERNAL POTTER BOY! HOW CAN I FACE CORNELIUS FUDGE AT THE OFFICE AFTER YOU PULLED A STUNT LIKE THIS? I PITY YOUR POOR MOTHER, WHO LABORED SO HARD AT SO YOUNG AN AGE TO BRING YOUR UNGRATEFUL HIDE IN THIS WORLD! I AM SO ASHAMED TO CALL YOU MY NEICE! AT LEAST DRACO AIMS HIS HATE AT SOMEONE WORTH HATING!" Lucius Malfoy's voice shrieked out as the Howler burst into livid blue flames, the ashes settling on Chloe's plate.
"FREDERICK MICHAEL WEASLEY, GEORGE BRANDON WEASLEY, I CANNOT POSTIVELY IMAGINE WHAT YOUR FATHER'S FACING AT THE OFFICE, I'M SURE LUCIUS MALFOY IS PROUD THAT OUR CHILDREN MESSED UP, YOUR POOR PROFESSORS-I CAN'T IMAGINE WHAT DUMBLEDORE IS FEELING RIGHT NOW-IF YOU PUT ONE HAIR OUT OF LINE ONCE AGAIN THIS YEAR, WE ARE SENDING YOU TO WIZARD SCHOOL IN ANTARTICA, AND THAT WILL BE THAT!" Molly Weasley's voice screamed out at the twins, as the envelope burst in a loud explosion, leaving only steam rising to the ceiling. The Great Hall stood in silence, as Dumbledore stood up.
"Now that the Weasley twins and Chloe Evans have received their Howlers, it is proper to inform you that for the rest of the year, Quidditch is canceled. Instead, we are holding an academic bowl. Each House has their own team, consisting of five students. The academic bowl will take place at the end of the year, and will replace final exams for those parcipicating in the competition. Please inform your Head of House who will be participating. Good day." Dumbledore said in a loud voice.
The Great Hall immediately began filling up with chatter. The Gryffindors were all yelling that Hermione Granger should be on the Gryffindor team. Anna was sitting at the Staff Table, receiving acid looks from Trelawney, who was discussing yesterday's match with Professor Johnathan Sinistra, during Anna's deep in discussion with Severus Snape. Remus Lupin sat next to Anna, staring at his plate, still in shock. Anna glanced quickly at Chloe, and nodded at Snape, as she quietly turned to Lupin.
"Remus?" Could I speak with you for a moment?"
"Err, certainly." Lupin said, snapping out of his reverie. "What do you need, Anna?"
"What should we do about Chloe? Severus says-"
"Severus this, Sevi that! Will you bloody shut up about bloody Severus Snape?" Lupin suddenly shouted, standing up quickly from his seat, and stalking out of the Great Hall, fuming. Anna quickly exchanged a guilty glance with Snape, as she slowly sauntered down the Great Hall after Lupin, angry that he had behaved in a juvenile manner, very inappropriate for a thirty-six year old man.
A/N: This chapter is kind of weak, Sorry, Ty-I tried to work with our excellent idea. Danica, Stacey, Diedre-pls pls pls R/R. ( I would love it if u did! Or at least, tell me what u thought--- I love you guys!!