Fuzzy Pink Bunny Slippers
Part Two: In The Dungeon
Harry flew down the staircases and burst through the door to Snape's dungeon. Malfoy spun around and began to snicker. "Snape's pretty mad at you, Potter," he sneered at Harry. "Shove it, Malfoy," he hissed. "Mr. Potter, you finally decided to join us," a very icy voice spoke into his ear. "Sorry, Professor. I was studying and lost track of time." Snape glared at him. "No excuses. You will be staying twenty minutes longer then." He swept up to the front of the room and sat down at his desk. "Go help Mr. Malfoy jar those newts eyes, Potter," he said coldly. Harry reluctently sat down next to Draco. He worked silently and quickly. The time seemed to drag along. Draco kept up a steady stream of chatter about Quidditch and how great Slytherins were with Snape. "Alright, Mr. Malfoy. You may leave." Snape stood up and Harry noticed something shocking. Snape was wearing slippers. But not just any slippers. They were fuzzy and pink and bunnies!
Harry shook his head. "Wow, I'm really out of it. I thought Snape was wearing bunny slippers!" he dismissed what he saw as just a illusion because he was so tired. Draco smirked and strutted out of the dungeon. Harry kept jarring newts eyes and Snape's quill was stratching across a piece of parchment quickly. Snape saw him watching and glared at him. Harry began to work again until his extra twenty minutes were up. "Dismissed, Potter," he barked. Harry stood up and streched. He headed out into the almost deserted hallway, where he met Colin Creevey, a fourth year who idolized him. "Colin! What are you doing here?" he hissed pulling Colin behind a statue of Merlin. "I heard you had detention and wanted to meet you," he stared up at Harry with wide eyes. Harry heard footsteps and gasped. "Quiet! Snape's coming!" Harry noticed Colin's camera swinging around his neck. "Hey, Colin, old pal, can I borrow your camera?" Colin nodded eagerly. As Snape walked by, Harry noticed the floppy ears of bunnies from under his robes. Harry quickly whispered a spell to raise the hem of Snape's robes a few inches and he got a good photograph of Snape's bunny slippers. "Gotcha!" he said triumphantly. "Thanks, Colin. I'll give you the camera back tomorrow." Harry ran off toward the small photography lab they had in the school.
"I hope this works," he mumbled. When the photo came out, it clearly showed Snape's bunny slippers. "Excellent," a huge smile broke out across Harry's face. He grabbed the camera and photo, then headed for Gryffindor Tower. He quickly glanced at his watch. Eleven o'clock. He crept towards the Fat Lady and whispered "Gum Drops!" She smiled slightly. "I'm glad to see you're in a better mood, dear." Harry grinned at her and hurried into the common room. Ron and Hermoine were the only ones still up. Ron was writing a letter and Hermoine was reading a spell book. They both looked up when he entered the room. "Harry!"
Hermoine hurried over. "Was it bad?" she looked worried. Harry shook his head. "It was awesome," he grinned happily. Hermoine back away, like he was mad and out of his mind. Ron looked at him curiously. "What's that?" He pointed to the photo in Harry's hand. "Blackmail, my dear friend." Ron grinned and ran over. He grabbed the photo and began to howl with laughter when he saw what it was. "Oh Harry, that's priceless!" he wiped a single tear from his eye. Hermoine took the photo and her jaw dropped. "Oh Harry!" she whispered in awe. To his surprise, she began to laugh hysterically. "This is excellent! Get that bloody moron for being so cruel! Get him good!" The three friends laughed until their sides felt like they would split. "Let's...let's go to bed," choked out Harry. Hermoine nodded and waved a quick goodnight to Harry and Ron as she went into the girls' dormitory. Ron and Harry headed to the boys' dormitory where they flopped into their beds. The last thing Harry heard before he drifted to sleep was the sound of Ron's muffled chuckles from the bed next to him.
Harry awoke the next morning in a wonderful mood. He headed down to the common room, armed with the photo, a quill, and parchment. He had magically made hundreds of copies of the bunny slipper photo. Harry bit his tounge and then began to scrawl in messy handwriting across the parchment.
To Severus Snape,
You will pay for our misery. I have a photograph of something that you wouldn't want getting out to the school. Meet me at the entrance hall after lunch and we'll work something out.
your friend,
Mr. X
Harry grinned and headed to the Owlery. He couldn't use Hedwig or Pigwidgeon, so he tied the letter to the leg of a tawny owl that belonged to the school. He laughed all the way down to breakfast.
Part Two: In The Dungeon
Harry flew down the staircases and burst through the door to Snape's dungeon. Malfoy spun around and began to snicker. "Snape's pretty mad at you, Potter," he sneered at Harry. "Shove it, Malfoy," he hissed. "Mr. Potter, you finally decided to join us," a very icy voice spoke into his ear. "Sorry, Professor. I was studying and lost track of time." Snape glared at him. "No excuses. You will be staying twenty minutes longer then." He swept up to the front of the room and sat down at his desk. "Go help Mr. Malfoy jar those newts eyes, Potter," he said coldly. Harry reluctently sat down next to Draco. He worked silently and quickly. The time seemed to drag along. Draco kept up a steady stream of chatter about Quidditch and how great Slytherins were with Snape. "Alright, Mr. Malfoy. You may leave." Snape stood up and Harry noticed something shocking. Snape was wearing slippers. But not just any slippers. They were fuzzy and pink and bunnies!
Harry shook his head. "Wow, I'm really out of it. I thought Snape was wearing bunny slippers!" he dismissed what he saw as just a illusion because he was so tired. Draco smirked and strutted out of the dungeon. Harry kept jarring newts eyes and Snape's quill was stratching across a piece of parchment quickly. Snape saw him watching and glared at him. Harry began to work again until his extra twenty minutes were up. "Dismissed, Potter," he barked. Harry stood up and streched. He headed out into the almost deserted hallway, where he met Colin Creevey, a fourth year who idolized him. "Colin! What are you doing here?" he hissed pulling Colin behind a statue of Merlin. "I heard you had detention and wanted to meet you," he stared up at Harry with wide eyes. Harry heard footsteps and gasped. "Quiet! Snape's coming!" Harry noticed Colin's camera swinging around his neck. "Hey, Colin, old pal, can I borrow your camera?" Colin nodded eagerly. As Snape walked by, Harry noticed the floppy ears of bunnies from under his robes. Harry quickly whispered a spell to raise the hem of Snape's robes a few inches and he got a good photograph of Snape's bunny slippers. "Gotcha!" he said triumphantly. "Thanks, Colin. I'll give you the camera back tomorrow." Harry ran off toward the small photography lab they had in the school.
"I hope this works," he mumbled. When the photo came out, it clearly showed Snape's bunny slippers. "Excellent," a huge smile broke out across Harry's face. He grabbed the camera and photo, then headed for Gryffindor Tower. He quickly glanced at his watch. Eleven o'clock. He crept towards the Fat Lady and whispered "Gum Drops!" She smiled slightly. "I'm glad to see you're in a better mood, dear." Harry grinned at her and hurried into the common room. Ron and Hermoine were the only ones still up. Ron was writing a letter and Hermoine was reading a spell book. They both looked up when he entered the room. "Harry!"
Hermoine hurried over. "Was it bad?" she looked worried. Harry shook his head. "It was awesome," he grinned happily. Hermoine back away, like he was mad and out of his mind. Ron looked at him curiously. "What's that?" He pointed to the photo in Harry's hand. "Blackmail, my dear friend." Ron grinned and ran over. He grabbed the photo and began to howl with laughter when he saw what it was. "Oh Harry, that's priceless!" he wiped a single tear from his eye. Hermoine took the photo and her jaw dropped. "Oh Harry!" she whispered in awe. To his surprise, she began to laugh hysterically. "This is excellent! Get that bloody moron for being so cruel! Get him good!" The three friends laughed until their sides felt like they would split. "Let's...let's go to bed," choked out Harry. Hermoine nodded and waved a quick goodnight to Harry and Ron as she went into the girls' dormitory. Ron and Harry headed to the boys' dormitory where they flopped into their beds. The last thing Harry heard before he drifted to sleep was the sound of Ron's muffled chuckles from the bed next to him.
Harry awoke the next morning in a wonderful mood. He headed down to the common room, armed with the photo, a quill, and parchment. He had magically made hundreds of copies of the bunny slipper photo. Harry bit his tounge and then began to scrawl in messy handwriting across the parchment.
To Severus Snape,
You will pay for our misery. I have a photograph of something that you wouldn't want getting out to the school. Meet me at the entrance hall after lunch and we'll work something out.
your friend,
Mr. X
Harry grinned and headed to the Owlery. He couldn't use Hedwig or Pigwidgeon, so he tied the letter to the leg of a tawny owl that belonged to the school. He laughed all the way down to breakfast.