***Author's blab: I am just writing this randomly, to let out a few
chuckles. I don't know if many of you will understand or share in my sense
of humor, but please, bear with me! Also, I didn't think of this earlier, a
friend of mine suggested that I write a fanfic, and I thought that it would
be interesting to just write whatever comes to me as it comes to me. Fun,
fun, fun!***
~*~In the Great Hall at Breakfast, Dumbledore and Snape are talking.~*~
Dumbledore: I understand what you're saying, Severus, but you simply cannot do it. The students would be scared. Some may even go into hysterics.
Snape: Perhaps you are right, but how else shall I deal with this problem?
Dumbledore: You will simply have to improvise. I cannot allow it.
Snape: But Headmaster! They are so uninformed! They don't understand what I'm about. They just think I'm some evil, heartless goon!
Dumbledore: No, Severus. I will not permit it.
Snape: *a little too loud * FUCK YOU! *jumps up onto the table * AHEM! Can I have everyone's attention please?
The students, who were already kind of quiet and staring at him because of his sudden outburst, remain so for fear of an immense deduction of house points. Harry, Ron, and Hermione look on with curiosity, somehow managing to keep a straight face at the sight of their professor in such a flustered state.
Snape: Some of you seem to think me evil. I know well that very few of you like, or in any case, appreciate myself and what I have done for you. That is why I must set a few things straight.
Dumbledore: Severus, this isn't nece...
Snape: NO! SHUT UP YOU! YOU WON'T RUIN THIS FOR ME! *turns calmly back to the student body* Now then. Allow me to begin!
Harry watches as Snape brings out his wand, points it at his throat and says "Sonorus!"
Oh great, he thought, now we get to suffer him over breakfast AND we have Double-Potions next. He had no idea what was coming next, but if he had, he would've brought a camera, I'm sure.
Snape: *singing * Don't be fooled by the tattoo that I got, I'm still, I'm still Sevvie from the block, I used to be a Deatheater, but now I'm not, and no matter where I go I still know where I came from!
When he finishes, the whole remains silent. Finally, somebody gets up enough courage to do something.
Neville: *really loud * That was stupid! Snape is a stupid-head, Snape is a stupid-head! *throws a rotten apple at Snape *
The whole hall takes up the chant, and soon, all of the food on every table (even Slytherin) is flung in Snape's direction.
Dumbledore: Well that wasn't what I was expecting.
Snape: *crying * THEY HATE ME DON'T THEY! *turns to the students, who have run out of food to throw * *still crying * YOU LITTLE BASTARDS! I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE! I HATE YOU TOO! NO! FUCK YOU! AND YOUR MOTHER! *runs out with his face in his hands *
Harry, to Ron: Well that was different.
Neville is still chanting "Snape is a stupid-head".
Ron: Shut it, Longbottom.
Neville: *whimpers * WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO BE SO MEAN!?!?! *runs out in the same stance as Snape *
Hermione: This is all a dream, just a dream.
Just then, she sees Draco Malfoy headed in their direction.
Hermione: Oh great...here comes Satan himself.
Draco: Hello, Hermione.
Hermione: Since when are we on first-name terms, Malfoy?
Draco: I'm hurt. Don't you want to talk to me?
Hermione: What is it you want?
Draco: *quietly * I needed to ask you something.
Hermione: *impatiently * Well what is it?
Draco: Can we talk in private?
Hermione: This had better be good.
She follows him out of the great hall and into an empty classroom. Already suspicious, she begins to really wonder when he locks the door behind her and places a silencing charm on the room.
Hermione: What is this about, Malfoy? Because if it is another of your stupid tricks I really don't have time for....
She stopped in mid-sentence when she saw what he did. Why is he getting down on one knee? she wondered. Surely he's not going to... But she didn't have time to finish her thoughts before he began to speak.
Draco: Hermione, I know I've been cruel to you in the past and that we may never be the best of friends, but I cannot live another day without you knowing. Hermione, I love you. I have loved you ever since Second year. Calling you a mudblood was only my way of covering up these feelings, in hopes that you wouldn't find out. I hope you can accept my apology for that, and I also hope that you would willingly accept my next offer. I am asking you, Hermione Granger, to be my wife. Will you marry me?
Hermione managed a weak "yes" before fainting and falling to the floor.
Draco: Well that didn't to the way I expected it to.
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I know, I know. Ridiculous, and even a bit fluffy. But I had to get it out of my system! I couldn't help it! If you love it, let me know! If not, tell me why so I can never, ever make that mistake again! Well..not really, just let me know whatcha tink! R/R!!!
~*~In the Great Hall at Breakfast, Dumbledore and Snape are talking.~*~
Dumbledore: I understand what you're saying, Severus, but you simply cannot do it. The students would be scared. Some may even go into hysterics.
Snape: Perhaps you are right, but how else shall I deal with this problem?
Dumbledore: You will simply have to improvise. I cannot allow it.
Snape: But Headmaster! They are so uninformed! They don't understand what I'm about. They just think I'm some evil, heartless goon!
Dumbledore: No, Severus. I will not permit it.
Snape: *a little too loud * FUCK YOU! *jumps up onto the table * AHEM! Can I have everyone's attention please?
The students, who were already kind of quiet and staring at him because of his sudden outburst, remain so for fear of an immense deduction of house points. Harry, Ron, and Hermione look on with curiosity, somehow managing to keep a straight face at the sight of their professor in such a flustered state.
Snape: Some of you seem to think me evil. I know well that very few of you like, or in any case, appreciate myself and what I have done for you. That is why I must set a few things straight.
Dumbledore: Severus, this isn't nece...
Snape: NO! SHUT UP YOU! YOU WON'T RUIN THIS FOR ME! *turns calmly back to the student body* Now then. Allow me to begin!
Harry watches as Snape brings out his wand, points it at his throat and says "Sonorus!"
Oh great, he thought, now we get to suffer him over breakfast AND we have Double-Potions next. He had no idea what was coming next, but if he had, he would've brought a camera, I'm sure.
Snape: *singing * Don't be fooled by the tattoo that I got, I'm still, I'm still Sevvie from the block, I used to be a Deatheater, but now I'm not, and no matter where I go I still know where I came from!
When he finishes, the whole remains silent. Finally, somebody gets up enough courage to do something.
Neville: *really loud * That was stupid! Snape is a stupid-head, Snape is a stupid-head! *throws a rotten apple at Snape *
The whole hall takes up the chant, and soon, all of the food on every table (even Slytherin) is flung in Snape's direction.
Dumbledore: Well that wasn't what I was expecting.
Snape: *crying * THEY HATE ME DON'T THEY! *turns to the students, who have run out of food to throw * *still crying * YOU LITTLE BASTARDS! I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE! I HATE YOU TOO! NO! FUCK YOU! AND YOUR MOTHER! *runs out with his face in his hands *
Harry, to Ron: Well that was different.
Neville is still chanting "Snape is a stupid-head".
Ron: Shut it, Longbottom.
Neville: *whimpers * WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO BE SO MEAN!?!?! *runs out in the same stance as Snape *
Hermione: This is all a dream, just a dream.
Just then, she sees Draco Malfoy headed in their direction.
Hermione: Oh great...here comes Satan himself.
Draco: Hello, Hermione.
Hermione: Since when are we on first-name terms, Malfoy?
Draco: I'm hurt. Don't you want to talk to me?
Hermione: What is it you want?
Draco: *quietly * I needed to ask you something.
Hermione: *impatiently * Well what is it?
Draco: Can we talk in private?
Hermione: This had better be good.
She follows him out of the great hall and into an empty classroom. Already suspicious, she begins to really wonder when he locks the door behind her and places a silencing charm on the room.
Hermione: What is this about, Malfoy? Because if it is another of your stupid tricks I really don't have time for....
She stopped in mid-sentence when she saw what he did. Why is he getting down on one knee? she wondered. Surely he's not going to... But she didn't have time to finish her thoughts before he began to speak.
Draco: Hermione, I know I've been cruel to you in the past and that we may never be the best of friends, but I cannot live another day without you knowing. Hermione, I love you. I have loved you ever since Second year. Calling you a mudblood was only my way of covering up these feelings, in hopes that you wouldn't find out. I hope you can accept my apology for that, and I also hope that you would willingly accept my next offer. I am asking you, Hermione Granger, to be my wife. Will you marry me?
Hermione managed a weak "yes" before fainting and falling to the floor.
Draco: Well that didn't to the way I expected it to.
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I know, I know. Ridiculous, and even a bit fluffy. But I had to get it out of my system! I couldn't help it! If you love it, let me know! If not, tell me why so I can never, ever make that mistake again! Well..not really, just let me know whatcha tink! R/R!!!