Chapter 3
Harry, Ron, and Hermione eneterd Potions after lunch. The only reason they had gotten through Transfiguration is because Hermione put a spell on Ron to not say anything dumb, which Ron has quite a knack for doing. Unfortunantly, the spell wore off and Hermione didn't have time to do another one because it was too complicated. So, the only thing they could do was pray. Pray long and hard.
Snape entered the room, happy as could be. He was so happy, in fact, that he did not tell "Miss Parkinson to get off Mr.Malfoy, please" like he did every day. No, he was skipping. SKIPPING. And throwing flowers. And singing. "OH, SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOTIOUS! EVEN THOUGH THE SOUND OF IT IS SOMETHING QUITE ATROCIOUS! IF YOU SAY IT LOUD ENOUGH YOU'LL ALWAYS SOUND PRECOCIOUS! SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOTIOUS!"
The entire class stared in amazement. As a flower dropped on Ron's head, he said, "That is SO wrong." Staring into Hermione's eyes, he gave her the periwinkle flower. "It matches your eyes, darling." She took it and tucked it behind her ear.
Snape then was bit by the reality bug. Severus Snape does not throw flowers. Severus Snape does not skip. Severus Snape does not sing songs from "Mary Poppins." He stopped immediatley, rather embarrased, and cleared his throat. "Well, let's begin. Mr.Weasly, what do I need to do to make a melting potion?"
"Well, you make out--I MEAN MAKE!--the part where the posion and the rat skull are lip-locked--I MEAN LOCKED!--together, then add it to the rest of what you have alreay made sweet--WOAH NOW! I MEAN MADE!"
Harry kicked Ron under the table. Hermione took some Tylenol. This was going to be a very looooong class.
"Mr.Weasly, would you and your little friends see me in my office after class?"
Oh shit.
Harry whispered to Ron, "I'm gonna kill you after class! Do you know what he's going to do to us?"
"I know what he'll do and it won't be fresh linen!" Ron whispered right back.
"Very well put, Ron." Hermione muttered.
Snape continued on with the lesson, and when the bell rang, he waited for all the students to clear out before having their little chat.
"I saw you. All three of you. You know what you saw, didn't you?"
"Yes, Proffesor," they all said in unsion.
"But you can never tell anyone. The school hasn't been the same since Dumbledore's passing. And it's been better since Minnie--I mean Headmistress McGonagall--has taken over. If the Ministry of Magic ever finds out, our beloved Hogwarts will go straight down the crapper."
What was Snape trying to say?
"I will not punish you if you keep your pie-holes shut. Is that clear?"
"Crystal," Ron squeaked.
"You are dismissed."
"Woah, that was freaky!" Ron gasped. "Good thing we didn't panic!"
Hermione slapped her boyfriend upside the head.
~*~
It was a little bit later in the Gryffindor common room. Harry was glad the day was done. He was playing a game of Exploding Snap with George and Ginny, who, like him, didn't have a significant other.
"DO YOU HAVE TO RUB IT IN?" they all shouted.
SORRY! Anyway, Fred and Angelina were cuddling by the fire, whereas Ron and Hermione were kissing in Moaning Myrtles bathroom. It was the only place they got any privacy. Myrtle was still whiney, but she was put on Zoloft.
Harry didn't feel like playing. He was too depressed. Aw, let's all play him a sad song on the world's tiniest violin.
"THAT'S NOT FUNNY! Besides, Draco already did that today."
He climed the steps up to his room and who should he find sitting on his four-poster but.....the ghost of Albus Dumbledore.
"D-D-Dumbledore?" He gasped.
"Yes. I have seen the top of the mountain.....and it is good."
"What?"
"Nothing, I saw it on Beavis and Butthead. (not mine!) Anyway, I have come to tell youthat the school won't be closing anytime soon, not under Headmistress McGonagall's direction. You may feel alone, but I assure you that you will find true love this Valentines Day--not Cho-- and this girl will also be your very best friend. And other than you finding true love, a very important event will take place on Valentines Day, since the school has the day off. Don't be too shocked, but--oh, fancy the time! Don't tell anyone I was here, or I can assure you that you won't have Unicorns in your dreams that night. Must be off! See you in heaven, Harry!"
Harry collapsed on his bed. Woah.
WOW! That was unexpected! Keep reading, because there is still so much more to come! Review please, so I know what you guys think! Ch.4 soon! ~*Hermione514*~
Harry, Ron, and Hermione eneterd Potions after lunch. The only reason they had gotten through Transfiguration is because Hermione put a spell on Ron to not say anything dumb, which Ron has quite a knack for doing. Unfortunantly, the spell wore off and Hermione didn't have time to do another one because it was too complicated. So, the only thing they could do was pray. Pray long and hard.
Snape entered the room, happy as could be. He was so happy, in fact, that he did not tell "Miss Parkinson to get off Mr.Malfoy, please" like he did every day. No, he was skipping. SKIPPING. And throwing flowers. And singing. "OH, SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOTIOUS! EVEN THOUGH THE SOUND OF IT IS SOMETHING QUITE ATROCIOUS! IF YOU SAY IT LOUD ENOUGH YOU'LL ALWAYS SOUND PRECOCIOUS! SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOTIOUS!"
The entire class stared in amazement. As a flower dropped on Ron's head, he said, "That is SO wrong." Staring into Hermione's eyes, he gave her the periwinkle flower. "It matches your eyes, darling." She took it and tucked it behind her ear.
Snape then was bit by the reality bug. Severus Snape does not throw flowers. Severus Snape does not skip. Severus Snape does not sing songs from "Mary Poppins." He stopped immediatley, rather embarrased, and cleared his throat. "Well, let's begin. Mr.Weasly, what do I need to do to make a melting potion?"
"Well, you make out--I MEAN MAKE!--the part where the posion and the rat skull are lip-locked--I MEAN LOCKED!--together, then add it to the rest of what you have alreay made sweet--WOAH NOW! I MEAN MADE!"
Harry kicked Ron under the table. Hermione took some Tylenol. This was going to be a very looooong class.
"Mr.Weasly, would you and your little friends see me in my office after class?"
Oh shit.
Harry whispered to Ron, "I'm gonna kill you after class! Do you know what he's going to do to us?"
"I know what he'll do and it won't be fresh linen!" Ron whispered right back.
"Very well put, Ron." Hermione muttered.
Snape continued on with the lesson, and when the bell rang, he waited for all the students to clear out before having their little chat.
"I saw you. All three of you. You know what you saw, didn't you?"
"Yes, Proffesor," they all said in unsion.
"But you can never tell anyone. The school hasn't been the same since Dumbledore's passing. And it's been better since Minnie--I mean Headmistress McGonagall--has taken over. If the Ministry of Magic ever finds out, our beloved Hogwarts will go straight down the crapper."
What was Snape trying to say?
"I will not punish you if you keep your pie-holes shut. Is that clear?"
"Crystal," Ron squeaked.
"You are dismissed."
"Woah, that was freaky!" Ron gasped. "Good thing we didn't panic!"
Hermione slapped her boyfriend upside the head.
~*~
It was a little bit later in the Gryffindor common room. Harry was glad the day was done. He was playing a game of Exploding Snap with George and Ginny, who, like him, didn't have a significant other.
"DO YOU HAVE TO RUB IT IN?" they all shouted.
SORRY! Anyway, Fred and Angelina were cuddling by the fire, whereas Ron and Hermione were kissing in Moaning Myrtles bathroom. It was the only place they got any privacy. Myrtle was still whiney, but she was put on Zoloft.
Harry didn't feel like playing. He was too depressed. Aw, let's all play him a sad song on the world's tiniest violin.
"THAT'S NOT FUNNY! Besides, Draco already did that today."
He climed the steps up to his room and who should he find sitting on his four-poster but.....the ghost of Albus Dumbledore.
"D-D-Dumbledore?" He gasped.
"Yes. I have seen the top of the mountain.....and it is good."
"What?"
"Nothing, I saw it on Beavis and Butthead. (not mine!) Anyway, I have come to tell youthat the school won't be closing anytime soon, not under Headmistress McGonagall's direction. You may feel alone, but I assure you that you will find true love this Valentines Day--not Cho-- and this girl will also be your very best friend. And other than you finding true love, a very important event will take place on Valentines Day, since the school has the day off. Don't be too shocked, but--oh, fancy the time! Don't tell anyone I was here, or I can assure you that you won't have Unicorns in your dreams that night. Must be off! See you in heaven, Harry!"
Harry collapsed on his bed. Woah.
WOW! That was unexpected! Keep reading, because there is still so much more to come! Review please, so I know what you guys think! Ch.4 soon! ~*Hermione514*~