Wierd Things at Hogwarts: The Sequel
Chapter Four
Disclaimer: Please oh please forgive me for this next chapter @.x it was taken from a rp with my friend Mina. At least some of it was. I own Ms. Rekin and nobody else.
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Voldie finally escaped from the berserken Severus, though he had two black eyes (no, he had had three...o.o;; j/k) and a very bloody nose by now. "D*** you Snape! Go and ruin my plans why dontcha! FINE! SEE if I care!!!" He screams and disapparates. Hermione gives a gasping squeak of horror. "But...but...my book...it said you can't apparate or disapparate at Hogwarts!" Officially traumatized for life at the realization books aren't always right, she flees the room, bawling.
Satisfied that he managed to humiliate the Dark Lord into running off like a sissy, Snape walks towards the hallway, conveniently passing Harry and slipping him a note at the same time. Blinking in confusion as is expected, Harry reads the note as Pomfrey revives the "killed" ghosts. He reads aloud,
"Dear Harry,
Meet me in the halls in 40 minutes
Snapie-kins" (A/N: I utterly apologize Mina, that name is of my own twisted invention and is really screwed up=.=)
Shrugging, Harry threw the letter on the floor. Lupin rushed over, looking miffed. "Arrh! I help clean this floor for hours and what happens?! Some stupid whelp throws a...suspicious...letter...on...the..." With a shifty-eyed glance, Remus picks the note up and mentally reads it. "Hmmm..."
After the party, Ron, Hermione, and Harry were all surprised to find matching letters on their beds that read "Slumber party in Slytherin dorm tonight".
Suddenly Harry ran off towards the halls. "What was that all about?" Ron asked Hermione, who shrugged.
Skidding to a halt in the halls, Harry looked around for Snape. "Professor?" He asked.
"I'm here...stupid kid..." Snape steps out from...somewhere. "I have something to confess." Severus leans down and looks deeply into Harry's eyes.
"I'm...in love with..."
Remus' mouth flew open in the semblance of a scream, but he caught his voice in time so as to not give away his presence in the shadows of the hall. Merely hearing the word "love" escape from Severus' lips was enough to send anyone into a mad panic. Rather frightened by now and not knowing what else to do, Remus snuck off and then ran as soon as he was sure he was out of earshot of the two.
Harry nearly fainted at the last word.
"...in love with...Weasley."
"Which one, Preofessor?"
"All of them."
Harry stood on tiptoes and pressed a hand to Snape's forhead. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked with a raised brow.
"Don't touch me, boy!" Snape hissed, swatting the hand away. Harry mimicked him while rolling his own eyes "Don't touch me! Wahhh!"
Severus leered evilly. "Harry, do you want a spanking?"
Harry froze with sheer terror. Then with a mischievious grin, he took off. "You'll have to catch me first!"
"Nooo! Harry, you have to tell the Weasleys I love them!" The greasy professor shouted, eyes tearing up, "I'm in looove!"
Harry ran faster, or at least meant to. Instead he rammed right into somebody and fell backwards. He grabbed about madly for something to hold on to, and found purchase.
Lupin heard a distant shout and the sounds of speedy footfalls and was certain Snape was coming to murder him for eavesdropping. Instead, he was rammed into and then grabbed in a place he'd rather not be grabbed in...
"Potter! Will you please let go of my rear?" Remus said to the boy. Harry let go and slumped to the floor. "First a teacher confesses his love to you, then you grope me?! And those filthy floors!!! What is Hogwarts coming to these days?"
Harry, deeply embaressed and now lying on the floor with Professor Lupin glaring down at him, stammered a protest. "I...I didn't...and Snape doesn't love ME! He loves the Weasleys! And pretty much every female in the school..."
"Riiight. Then what was the whole butt-grabbing business?" Remus said, rubbing the seat of his pants as to remove the lingering discomfort.
"I didn't know that was what it was!"
"Of course you didn't..."
"Really!"
Flushing, Harry sprang to hid feet and took off again, disappearing down a darkened corridor.
Flushing as well, Remus jogged away in the direction of his office.
Flushing also (or course. We're all comformists), Snape danced his way through the halls in no particular direction.
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I am so frightened now. Please review!!! ^.~
Chapter Four
Disclaimer: Please oh please forgive me for this next chapter @.x it was taken from a rp with my friend Mina. At least some of it was. I own Ms. Rekin and nobody else.
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Voldie finally escaped from the berserken Severus, though he had two black eyes (no, he had had three...o.o;; j/k) and a very bloody nose by now. "D*** you Snape! Go and ruin my plans why dontcha! FINE! SEE if I care!!!" He screams and disapparates. Hermione gives a gasping squeak of horror. "But...but...my book...it said you can't apparate or disapparate at Hogwarts!" Officially traumatized for life at the realization books aren't always right, she flees the room, bawling.
Satisfied that he managed to humiliate the Dark Lord into running off like a sissy, Snape walks towards the hallway, conveniently passing Harry and slipping him a note at the same time. Blinking in confusion as is expected, Harry reads the note as Pomfrey revives the "killed" ghosts. He reads aloud,
"Dear Harry,
Meet me in the halls in 40 minutes
Snapie-kins" (A/N: I utterly apologize Mina, that name is of my own twisted invention and is really screwed up=.=)
Shrugging, Harry threw the letter on the floor. Lupin rushed over, looking miffed. "Arrh! I help clean this floor for hours and what happens?! Some stupid whelp throws a...suspicious...letter...on...the..." With a shifty-eyed glance, Remus picks the note up and mentally reads it. "Hmmm..."
After the party, Ron, Hermione, and Harry were all surprised to find matching letters on their beds that read "Slumber party in Slytherin dorm tonight".
Suddenly Harry ran off towards the halls. "What was that all about?" Ron asked Hermione, who shrugged.
Skidding to a halt in the halls, Harry looked around for Snape. "Professor?" He asked.
"I'm here...stupid kid..." Snape steps out from...somewhere. "I have something to confess." Severus leans down and looks deeply into Harry's eyes.
"I'm...in love with..."
Remus' mouth flew open in the semblance of a scream, but he caught his voice in time so as to not give away his presence in the shadows of the hall. Merely hearing the word "love" escape from Severus' lips was enough to send anyone into a mad panic. Rather frightened by now and not knowing what else to do, Remus snuck off and then ran as soon as he was sure he was out of earshot of the two.
Harry nearly fainted at the last word.
"...in love with...Weasley."
"Which one, Preofessor?"
"All of them."
Harry stood on tiptoes and pressed a hand to Snape's forhead. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked with a raised brow.
"Don't touch me, boy!" Snape hissed, swatting the hand away. Harry mimicked him while rolling his own eyes "Don't touch me! Wahhh!"
Severus leered evilly. "Harry, do you want a spanking?"
Harry froze with sheer terror. Then with a mischievious grin, he took off. "You'll have to catch me first!"
"Nooo! Harry, you have to tell the Weasleys I love them!" The greasy professor shouted, eyes tearing up, "I'm in looove!"
Harry ran faster, or at least meant to. Instead he rammed right into somebody and fell backwards. He grabbed about madly for something to hold on to, and found purchase.
Lupin heard a distant shout and the sounds of speedy footfalls and was certain Snape was coming to murder him for eavesdropping. Instead, he was rammed into and then grabbed in a place he'd rather not be grabbed in...
"Potter! Will you please let go of my rear?" Remus said to the boy. Harry let go and slumped to the floor. "First a teacher confesses his love to you, then you grope me?! And those filthy floors!!! What is Hogwarts coming to these days?"
Harry, deeply embaressed and now lying on the floor with Professor Lupin glaring down at him, stammered a protest. "I...I didn't...and Snape doesn't love ME! He loves the Weasleys! And pretty much every female in the school..."
"Riiight. Then what was the whole butt-grabbing business?" Remus said, rubbing the seat of his pants as to remove the lingering discomfort.
"I didn't know that was what it was!"
"Of course you didn't..."
"Really!"
Flushing, Harry sprang to hid feet and took off again, disappearing down a darkened corridor.
Flushing as well, Remus jogged away in the direction of his office.
Flushing also (or course. We're all comformists), Snape danced his way through the halls in no particular direction.
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I am so frightened now. Please review!!! ^.~