Chapter Four - The Encounter With Snape
"Harry, wake up! I thought I would let you sleep in for a while but I didn't expect you to sleep in so long that you missed breakfast!" Ron yelled impatiently, already in his school robe and carrying his book bag.
"I missed breakfast?" Harry shot straight up on his bed, reaching blindly for his glasses.
"Yes, you did. And if you don't hurry now, Professor Snape is really going to kill you!"
"Right!" Harry quickly scrambled out of the bed and pull on his socks and shoes.
"What are you doing? You haven't even put on your robe and everything and you're putting on your shoes?"
Harry looked up at his friend in confusion for a while. Ron pointed to Harry's shoes then to his pajamas then back to his shoes urgently. Harry followed his gaze and finally got the point. He ripped off his old pajamas in frenzy and pull on his school attire while Ron stood by the dormitory door, urging Harry to hurry up.
Finally Harry and Ron were on their way to the dungeons for the potions lesson.
"I think we're still going to make it." Ron signed in relieve.
"Nope. I don't think so." Harry whispered as he stopped at the door of their classroom.
"Why not?" Ron asked, still catching up, obvious not aware of the scene. "Oh, I get it now."
Inside the classroom, every students' eyes, including Hermione's were on the two boys. Some were smirking, trying not to laugh. Others had a disapproving frown on their face, including Hermione.
"Where were you?" Professor Snape questioned. The professor had oily black hair that covered half of his face. He always wore a sneer on his unpleasant face and this time, it showed even more than dislike. It showed hate.
"I-I ." What should I say? Harry thought desperately.
"Harry and I went to the library. Um. to search for er."
"- to search for our transfiguration project!" Harry congratulated himself.
Professor Snape raised his eyebrow and demanded, "is that true, Mr. Longbottom?"
Oh, no! Ron thought. He knew that Neville would never lie. Neville's thick, that's why.
Everyone's eyes now turned from the door to a fat boy sitting at the back.
"N-no s-sir. We were not assigned to search for a project." Neville stuttered, eyeing Professor Snape nervously.
Ron cursed under his breath at Neville's idiotic behavior.
The teacher's sneer turned into an even bigger one. Suddenly, over the other side of the room, Daniella Capricona put up her hand. Professor Snape wasn't very happy at the interruption but he nodded to her, indicating that she had his permission to speak.
"Professor Snape," Daniella Capricona began. "I know that Harry and his friend er. Roy were incorrect but I am sure that they are willing to learn from their mistake. Don't you think so?"
Professor Snape was obviously shocked. A Slytherin has never ever defended another Gryffindor, or any other house. Daniella did. She actually helped another house and she was seriously sincere!
"Nevertheless, 10 points from Gryffindor." Professor Snape announced in a defeated tone.
The two boys signed in relieve and hurry to their seats. As Harry took his seat next to Hermione, he looked over at Daniella. She winked at him playfully and nodded her head towards Malfoy. Harry shifted his glance to Malfoy and was happy to find him glaring back in frustration.
Ring, ring.
"Time for transfiguration!" Hermione hummed happily.
"Yeah, without Slytherin for once." Ron said in sarcastic sadness.
The three packed their bags in a hurry, wanting to escape Snape's poisonous stare as fast as possible.
"Phew. We are finally out of that hell of a classroom." Breathed Harry.
"Harry, back there, what REALLY kept you la-." Before Hermione could finish her sentence, Malfoy's voice rang out in the hall.
Harry turned and saw unmistakably, a blond hair boy strolling casually towards them.
"So, what's up, Harry?" Malfoy said in fake sincerity. "Still hangin' around those pathetic beings?"
Harry could feel his friends' blood starting to boil. He was trying to control his too.
"That was really sweet when your girlfriend rescued you back there. 'I'm sure Harry's willing to learn from his mistake.'" Malfoy mimic in a Daniella voice. Crabbe and Goyle howled with laughter.
"That's it, Malfoy! You're going to pay for this!" With that, Ron lunged at the blonde boy with all his might.
"Um. excuse me."
Ron froze. Standing right behind Malfoy was Daniella Capricona.
"Um. excuse me." Daniella repeated.
"What do you want?" Ron roared.
"Well, EXCUSE ME! I wasn't speaking to you!" the black hair girl exploded.
"THEN, GET LOST!" both boys shouted.
"FINE! But I just want to tell you one thing, Malfoy! I am NOT Harry's girlfriend! I DON'T deserve him! So STOP trying to make things up!" It was obvious that Daniella didn't like Malfoy much.
"And YOU!" Daniella turned to Ron. "You're NOT any better!" She stood there for a moment glaring at everyone, then picked up her bag and pushed her way through the crowd which was gathered around the commotion.
"Harry, wake up! I thought I would let you sleep in for a while but I didn't expect you to sleep in so long that you missed breakfast!" Ron yelled impatiently, already in his school robe and carrying his book bag.
"I missed breakfast?" Harry shot straight up on his bed, reaching blindly for his glasses.
"Yes, you did. And if you don't hurry now, Professor Snape is really going to kill you!"
"Right!" Harry quickly scrambled out of the bed and pull on his socks and shoes.
"What are you doing? You haven't even put on your robe and everything and you're putting on your shoes?"
Harry looked up at his friend in confusion for a while. Ron pointed to Harry's shoes then to his pajamas then back to his shoes urgently. Harry followed his gaze and finally got the point. He ripped off his old pajamas in frenzy and pull on his school attire while Ron stood by the dormitory door, urging Harry to hurry up.
Finally Harry and Ron were on their way to the dungeons for the potions lesson.
"I think we're still going to make it." Ron signed in relieve.
"Nope. I don't think so." Harry whispered as he stopped at the door of their classroom.
"Why not?" Ron asked, still catching up, obvious not aware of the scene. "Oh, I get it now."
Inside the classroom, every students' eyes, including Hermione's were on the two boys. Some were smirking, trying not to laugh. Others had a disapproving frown on their face, including Hermione.
"Where were you?" Professor Snape questioned. The professor had oily black hair that covered half of his face. He always wore a sneer on his unpleasant face and this time, it showed even more than dislike. It showed hate.
"I-I ." What should I say? Harry thought desperately.
"Harry and I went to the library. Um. to search for er."
"- to search for our transfiguration project!" Harry congratulated himself.
Professor Snape raised his eyebrow and demanded, "is that true, Mr. Longbottom?"
Oh, no! Ron thought. He knew that Neville would never lie. Neville's thick, that's why.
Everyone's eyes now turned from the door to a fat boy sitting at the back.
"N-no s-sir. We were not assigned to search for a project." Neville stuttered, eyeing Professor Snape nervously.
Ron cursed under his breath at Neville's idiotic behavior.
The teacher's sneer turned into an even bigger one. Suddenly, over the other side of the room, Daniella Capricona put up her hand. Professor Snape wasn't very happy at the interruption but he nodded to her, indicating that she had his permission to speak.
"Professor Snape," Daniella Capricona began. "I know that Harry and his friend er. Roy were incorrect but I am sure that they are willing to learn from their mistake. Don't you think so?"
Professor Snape was obviously shocked. A Slytherin has never ever defended another Gryffindor, or any other house. Daniella did. She actually helped another house and she was seriously sincere!
"Nevertheless, 10 points from Gryffindor." Professor Snape announced in a defeated tone.
The two boys signed in relieve and hurry to their seats. As Harry took his seat next to Hermione, he looked over at Daniella. She winked at him playfully and nodded her head towards Malfoy. Harry shifted his glance to Malfoy and was happy to find him glaring back in frustration.
Ring, ring.
"Time for transfiguration!" Hermione hummed happily.
"Yeah, without Slytherin for once." Ron said in sarcastic sadness.
The three packed their bags in a hurry, wanting to escape Snape's poisonous stare as fast as possible.
"Phew. We are finally out of that hell of a classroom." Breathed Harry.
"Harry, back there, what REALLY kept you la-." Before Hermione could finish her sentence, Malfoy's voice rang out in the hall.
Harry turned and saw unmistakably, a blond hair boy strolling casually towards them.
"So, what's up, Harry?" Malfoy said in fake sincerity. "Still hangin' around those pathetic beings?"
Harry could feel his friends' blood starting to boil. He was trying to control his too.
"That was really sweet when your girlfriend rescued you back there. 'I'm sure Harry's willing to learn from his mistake.'" Malfoy mimic in a Daniella voice. Crabbe and Goyle howled with laughter.
"That's it, Malfoy! You're going to pay for this!" With that, Ron lunged at the blonde boy with all his might.
"Um. excuse me."
Ron froze. Standing right behind Malfoy was Daniella Capricona.
"Um. excuse me." Daniella repeated.
"What do you want?" Ron roared.
"Well, EXCUSE ME! I wasn't speaking to you!" the black hair girl exploded.
"THEN, GET LOST!" both boys shouted.
"FINE! But I just want to tell you one thing, Malfoy! I am NOT Harry's girlfriend! I DON'T deserve him! So STOP trying to make things up!" It was obvious that Daniella didn't like Malfoy much.
"And YOU!" Daniella turned to Ron. "You're NOT any better!" She stood there for a moment glaring at everyone, then picked up her bag and pushed her way through the crowd which was gathered around the commotion.