There were a few stunned moments of silence, after the Weasley twins gave
their astounding proclamation, some Slytherin girls squealings broke the
silence, "Oh my god, Snapeypoo's got a haircut!," the noise started
tweaking up, and soon, the entire auditorium was full of hubbub.("Eew, what
happened to Snape's hair?" Harry gagged.)
"Now, now, children," Patrick called out over the noise. Snape was still in the midst of recovering fully from the side effects of a Stunning Spell, so he could only make primary body movements, and he was feeling quite disconcerted. The students quietened down somewhat.
"Since we, like, only have time to have, like, one more audition, do, so tell me, do you think this*swoons*----teacher(looks at Snape with admiration)----should just try for it?" The female trainer looked around, nodding her blonde head in sheer excitement.Harry threw up into a basin.
"Why, yes, in fact, that's exactly what we brought our FAVOURITE*grins widely* potions professor here for!" Fred said, popping out of nowhere. Snape was looking very bewildered, and very scared, but the panic streak hadn't struck yet, he had no idea what was happening.
"Well, then, claps hands together let's bring it on!" Patrick-the-drama- instructor beamed. Fred and George smile at each other, and drag the Professor backstage.
"Okay, Professor, all you have to do---"Fred panted from Snape's weight. "Is to sing a few lines---"George hands Snape a piece of paper. "And act out, a little part of the play-----"Fred panted some more. "WAIT." Snape had finally gotten control of his vocal chords, and sounded dangerously close to giving the Weasley twins a school term's worth of detentions, " WHAT have I got to do with all this? I didn't even want to take part in this---"
"Well, you see, Professor-----"Fred tried to explain.
"SILENCE Weasley, both of you are on the verge of receiving suspensions from me, you'd better shut up before-----"Snape spat out venomously.
"I reveal to the world that you have a fetish for (something that I will not write here)?" George snickered.
"How did you kno---"Snape sputtered, his face going the color of rice pudding.
"Oh, just a little poking around your office..and we found some private information that you definitely don't want to reveal." Fred smiled evilly.Snape stared at him openmouthed, and frantically reached into his robes, then remembered that his wand was with Fred.The twins had him where they wanted him.Boy, he'd never felt more trapped in his life.Snape did not like the way things were turning out. He'd never expected to take part in the school's drama night, and here were the crackpot Weasley twins,robbing him of a peaceful teatime and dragging him to this-play. With the addition of the entire cohort of shrilly Slytherin girls screaming 'Snapey- poo!Snapey-poo!We love you!' Circe, he hated it. But the acting stuff, I could get used to it,I guess, he thought.
"Oh my god, can you just totally like visualize? I mean, Professor Snape looks just like Alan Rickman?" One of the Slytherin girls giggled.
"You mean that muggle sweetie He's so hot!!" the group chorus.
"Ok, Fred, at the count of three----"
"Why, are you doing this to me?"Snape wondered out loud.
"Because, you're out favourite potions master!" Fred grins.
"Really?" Snape tried to sound pleased.
"No, not really," George muttered, and got pounded by Fred.
"YES,REALLY!WE ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOU!" Fred grins still more widely.George gags in the background.Fred turns around and whacks him up.
"This is in fact, just our Teacher's Day present to you," George moaned out.
"Our favourite potions professor!" Fred finishes.* Balloons and bazookas pop* Snape and the Weasley twins now don cone-shaped birthday hats. They all sing 'Happy Teacher's Day to you" and blow out a teacher's day cake.
"That's enough, we have got to get down to business," Fred says thickly, licking off his cake-covered fingers. Snape looks up from his cake.
" Right. At the count of three, Fred?"
"Yup. 1, 2, 3!"
"JOSEPHUS AND THE TECHNICOLOURUS DREAMCOATALLUS!"They shout. There is a blinding white light, and Snape emerged from the smoke. He was now wearing a Canaan-like costume, but had his hair back.
"Darn, why couldn't do his hair?" Fred moaned.
"Don't complain, Fred. Try singing, Professor," George pointed out the lyrics.
"Right, if it sounds weird, tell me, 'kay?" Snape said. He started belting an Elvis and danced to it, pelvis, hips, and all!
"Good Circe, he can sing!Gimme five, George!" Fred and George slap their cake-covered hands.
"Well, can I sing good?" Snape in his normal voice.
"Yeah! You go for it, Snaper, you'll definitely get the lead!" Fred yelled in excitement.
"You da man, uh-huh, uh-huh," George rapped.
"Snaper?Weird." Snape raised one his bushy eyebrows. His hair was long and greasy, as usual.
Patrick popped his head round the curtains, " Are you ready yet, boys? The girls are clamoring for you!" Snape walked up the stairs.
"Professor, just do what I told ya to do!" Fred yelled, and winked.
"Just shag it, baby!" George called out, moving his hips from side to side.
Professor Severus Snape took a deep breath and stepped out onto the stage, his black shoes clicking on the hard, polished linoleum floor, which was sticky with rosin. The curtains, started to open.
"Now, now, children," Patrick called out over the noise. Snape was still in the midst of recovering fully from the side effects of a Stunning Spell, so he could only make primary body movements, and he was feeling quite disconcerted. The students quietened down somewhat.
"Since we, like, only have time to have, like, one more audition, do, so tell me, do you think this*swoons*----teacher(looks at Snape with admiration)----should just try for it?" The female trainer looked around, nodding her blonde head in sheer excitement.Harry threw up into a basin.
"Why, yes, in fact, that's exactly what we brought our FAVOURITE*grins widely* potions professor here for!" Fred said, popping out of nowhere. Snape was looking very bewildered, and very scared, but the panic streak hadn't struck yet, he had no idea what was happening.
"Well, then, claps hands together let's bring it on!" Patrick-the-drama- instructor beamed. Fred and George smile at each other, and drag the Professor backstage.
"Okay, Professor, all you have to do---"Fred panted from Snape's weight. "Is to sing a few lines---"George hands Snape a piece of paper. "And act out, a little part of the play-----"Fred panted some more. "WAIT." Snape had finally gotten control of his vocal chords, and sounded dangerously close to giving the Weasley twins a school term's worth of detentions, " WHAT have I got to do with all this? I didn't even want to take part in this---"
"Well, you see, Professor-----"Fred tried to explain.
"SILENCE Weasley, both of you are on the verge of receiving suspensions from me, you'd better shut up before-----"Snape spat out venomously.
"I reveal to the world that you have a fetish for (something that I will not write here)?" George snickered.
"How did you kno---"Snape sputtered, his face going the color of rice pudding.
"Oh, just a little poking around your office..and we found some private information that you definitely don't want to reveal." Fred smiled evilly.Snape stared at him openmouthed, and frantically reached into his robes, then remembered that his wand was with Fred.The twins had him where they wanted him.Boy, he'd never felt more trapped in his life.Snape did not like the way things were turning out. He'd never expected to take part in the school's drama night, and here were the crackpot Weasley twins,robbing him of a peaceful teatime and dragging him to this-play. With the addition of the entire cohort of shrilly Slytherin girls screaming 'Snapey- poo!Snapey-poo!We love you!' Circe, he hated it. But the acting stuff, I could get used to it,I guess, he thought.
"Oh my god, can you just totally like visualize? I mean, Professor Snape looks just like Alan Rickman?" One of the Slytherin girls giggled.
"You mean that muggle sweetie He's so hot!!" the group chorus.
"Ok, Fred, at the count of three----"
"Why, are you doing this to me?"Snape wondered out loud.
"Because, you're out favourite potions master!" Fred grins.
"Really?" Snape tried to sound pleased.
"No, not really," George muttered, and got pounded by Fred.
"YES,REALLY!WE ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOU!" Fred grins still more widely.George gags in the background.Fred turns around and whacks him up.
"This is in fact, just our Teacher's Day present to you," George moaned out.
"Our favourite potions professor!" Fred finishes.* Balloons and bazookas pop* Snape and the Weasley twins now don cone-shaped birthday hats. They all sing 'Happy Teacher's Day to you" and blow out a teacher's day cake.
"That's enough, we have got to get down to business," Fred says thickly, licking off his cake-covered fingers. Snape looks up from his cake.
" Right. At the count of three, Fred?"
"Yup. 1, 2, 3!"
"JOSEPHUS AND THE TECHNICOLOURUS DREAMCOATALLUS!"They shout. There is a blinding white light, and Snape emerged from the smoke. He was now wearing a Canaan-like costume, but had his hair back.
"Darn, why couldn't do his hair?" Fred moaned.
"Don't complain, Fred. Try singing, Professor," George pointed out the lyrics.
"Right, if it sounds weird, tell me, 'kay?" Snape said. He started belting an Elvis and danced to it, pelvis, hips, and all!
"Good Circe, he can sing!Gimme five, George!" Fred and George slap their cake-covered hands.
"Well, can I sing good?" Snape in his normal voice.
"Yeah! You go for it, Snaper, you'll definitely get the lead!" Fred yelled in excitement.
"You da man, uh-huh, uh-huh," George rapped.
"Snaper?Weird." Snape raised one his bushy eyebrows. His hair was long and greasy, as usual.
Patrick popped his head round the curtains, " Are you ready yet, boys? The girls are clamoring for you!" Snape walked up the stairs.
"Professor, just do what I told ya to do!" Fred yelled, and winked.
"Just shag it, baby!" George called out, moving his hips from side to side.
Professor Severus Snape took a deep breath and stepped out onto the stage, his black shoes clicking on the hard, polished linoleum floor, which was sticky with rosin. The curtains, started to open.