The Worst Romance Fic Ever
By Goth-girl
I don't own Harry Potter, because J.K. Rowling does, and if I did, I might be rich right now?
Harry Potter sat tapping his quill against his desk in Transfiguration. When they could finally leave, he joined his best friend, Ron Weasley in the hallway. "You know, Harry. I mean, this being a magical school and all, you'd expect more to happen. I mean, nothing ever happens here. Not ever!"
"Well, Voldemort came back to power last year," Harry said.
"The name, Harry," Ron winced. "But I mean, he really hasn't done much to anyone. I mean, that's the last anyone saw of him. I mean, not that that's a bad thing, I don't really want an evil thing in our school, but it's so boring lately."
"Yeah," Harry said. "I mean, the end of the year someone usually tries to kill me, but other than that, fascinations are seldom."
Unfortunately for the two friends, they happened to run into their least favorite professor, Snape. "Why do you take this wonderful world we live in for granted boys? This world is like no other!"
"Okay," Ron said as they kept walking. "Snape's lost it!"
Hermione came walking besides them. "All of the teachers are acting weird lately," she said matter-of-factly. "Maybe you'd know if you paid attention in Transfiguration. McGonnagal's gone mad! Yesterday, I heard that she's trying to get Snape fired."
"Woohoo!" Ron
said. "Wait. How come you're going against the teachers you like so much?"
"I'm not," Hermione said. Her face turned pale. "I think that's your answer right there,"
she said, pointing.
Ron and Harry's jaws dropped, for at that moment, they saw Snape and Professor Trelawny from divination were kissing.
"Ugh!" Ron said.
Snape turned to face the students. "No classes today. Go play Quidditch with your friends or something."