Fuzzy Pink Bunny Slippers
Part Five: They Know, Snape
Thanks so much to everybody who reviewed! *dances around and hugs them* And a special note to Invader Doom: Maybe Draco IS up to something. ;) You'll find out now! :D
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Life was good. Snape had lost the fight in him and Harry couldn't be happier. The only sign that Snape wasn't a mute was the grunts he emitted every so often in class while checking their potions. Draco was gloating to everybody it was his idea to make fun of Snape. Harry was boiling inside but didn't dare say anything, knowing Malfoy would squeal on him before you could say 'Quidditch'. Neville Longbottom was now the happiest boy in all of Hogwarts. With the defeat of Professor Snape, he had become bolder and less clumsy. *CRASH!* Everybody looked around Professor Flitwick's classroom to see that Neville had magicked the legs off his chair. Well, he was somewhat less clumsy. Somewhat.
Malfoy was back to his old self, teasing the younger Gryffindors and sneering at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. In their next Care of Magical Creatures class, he called Hermione a Mudblood again. Ron tackled him so hard, they flew six feet across the yard. The boys were chanting "Fight! Fight!" while the girls watched in horror. "Oh Draco, watch out!" squealed Pansy Parkinson. "RON! Stop it!" shrieked Hermione. "Shut up, Mudblood! He's hurting Draco!" Hermione's furious gaze latched on a squealing Pansy. She quickly tackled Pansy and they were wrestling in the grass, yanking at each other's hair. When Ron got up, Harry took the oppurtunity to pounce on Malfoy. He punched him hard in the nose. Draco retaliated by punching Harry in the eye. "HARRY! MALFOY! What are yeh doin'?" yelled a voice from behind them. Draco and Harry looked up to see Hagrid standing behind them. Lavender Brown and Millicent Bulstrode had pulled Hermione and Pansy off of each other. Each girl was brushing dirt off their robes and glaring at each other. Hermione had a long cut above her eye and grass stains on her face. Pansy had a bloody nose and grass stains on her face. "Hermione! Pansy! To the infirmary with yeh!" barked Hagrid. Ron and Seamus grabbed Harry while Crabbe and Goyle grabbed Draco. Harry had a black eye and Draco had a bloody nose. "DETENTION! All four of yeh! Go see Madam Pomfrey!" Harry cowered. He had never seen Hagrid so angry. Harry scooted off toward the infirmary.
"Tut tut!" Madam Pomfrey clicked her tongue at Harry as he entered. "Another one fighting, eh? Go sit down! I have to take care of Mr. Malfoy and Miss Parkinson." Harry slumped into chair next to Hermione. Hermione looked shocked that she had even done such a thing. "A broken nose, Mr. Malfoy. Tsk, tsk," she wagged a long finger at him. "Miss Parkinson, you're nosebleed should have stopped. To class!" she gestured at the door. Pansy slumped out the door. Madam Pomfrey looked at Hermione's cut. She quickly healed it with her wand. "To class, Miss Granger!" Hermione hurried off to Charms. Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry with narrowed eyes. "We meet again, Mr. Potter." She shook her head. "Nothing I can do about that black eye. No cuts...to class, Potter!" Draco grinned maliciously at Harry as he passed. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach: Malfoy was going to squeal on him.
"Are you sure?" Ron looked at Harry with a worried expression. Harry nodded glumly. "As sure as pigs squeal." Ron sighed. "Nothing to do but wait, Harry." They dragged their feet up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room.
"Professor Snape? I know who did it," Draco Malfoy strolled into Snape's office that night. He glared at him supiciously. "Oh?" "It was Potter," he said smoothly. "I saw him myself." Snape looked furious and triumphant at the same time. "To Dumbledore's, Mr. Malfoy." They headed out of the room and up to Dumbledore's office.
"Are you sure, Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore peered at Draco with suspicious eyes. "Quite, Professor," he said calmly. "I have a feeling the whole truth isn't be told." Draco began to squirm uncomfortably. "Well..." Just then, Harry, Ron, and Hermione burst in. "He helped too!" shouted Harry with rage. Draco's face paled. "Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore questioned him. "I...er," he stumbled. "Of course you and Mr. Potter will be punished." Dumbledore frowned at them. "A month of detention should do it." Harry and Draco dashed out of the room, followed by Ron and Hermione. Snape got an ugly look on his face. "Professor!" he stuttered. "Now, now, Severus. It was just a joke. Besides, I myself have been known to wear bunny slippers once in a while." Dumbledore winked and Snape marched from the office grumbling. Dumbledore really was crazy.
Part Five: They Know, Snape
Thanks so much to everybody who reviewed! *dances around and hugs them* And a special note to Invader Doom: Maybe Draco IS up to something. ;) You'll find out now! :D
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Life was good. Snape had lost the fight in him and Harry couldn't be happier. The only sign that Snape wasn't a mute was the grunts he emitted every so often in class while checking their potions. Draco was gloating to everybody it was his idea to make fun of Snape. Harry was boiling inside but didn't dare say anything, knowing Malfoy would squeal on him before you could say 'Quidditch'. Neville Longbottom was now the happiest boy in all of Hogwarts. With the defeat of Professor Snape, he had become bolder and less clumsy. *CRASH!* Everybody looked around Professor Flitwick's classroom to see that Neville had magicked the legs off his chair. Well, he was somewhat less clumsy. Somewhat.
Malfoy was back to his old self, teasing the younger Gryffindors and sneering at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. In their next Care of Magical Creatures class, he called Hermione a Mudblood again. Ron tackled him so hard, they flew six feet across the yard. The boys were chanting "Fight! Fight!" while the girls watched in horror. "Oh Draco, watch out!" squealed Pansy Parkinson. "RON! Stop it!" shrieked Hermione. "Shut up, Mudblood! He's hurting Draco!" Hermione's furious gaze latched on a squealing Pansy. She quickly tackled Pansy and they were wrestling in the grass, yanking at each other's hair. When Ron got up, Harry took the oppurtunity to pounce on Malfoy. He punched him hard in the nose. Draco retaliated by punching Harry in the eye. "HARRY! MALFOY! What are yeh doin'?" yelled a voice from behind them. Draco and Harry looked up to see Hagrid standing behind them. Lavender Brown and Millicent Bulstrode had pulled Hermione and Pansy off of each other. Each girl was brushing dirt off their robes and glaring at each other. Hermione had a long cut above her eye and grass stains on her face. Pansy had a bloody nose and grass stains on her face. "Hermione! Pansy! To the infirmary with yeh!" barked Hagrid. Ron and Seamus grabbed Harry while Crabbe and Goyle grabbed Draco. Harry had a black eye and Draco had a bloody nose. "DETENTION! All four of yeh! Go see Madam Pomfrey!" Harry cowered. He had never seen Hagrid so angry. Harry scooted off toward the infirmary.
"Tut tut!" Madam Pomfrey clicked her tongue at Harry as he entered. "Another one fighting, eh? Go sit down! I have to take care of Mr. Malfoy and Miss Parkinson." Harry slumped into chair next to Hermione. Hermione looked shocked that she had even done such a thing. "A broken nose, Mr. Malfoy. Tsk, tsk," she wagged a long finger at him. "Miss Parkinson, you're nosebleed should have stopped. To class!" she gestured at the door. Pansy slumped out the door. Madam Pomfrey looked at Hermione's cut. She quickly healed it with her wand. "To class, Miss Granger!" Hermione hurried off to Charms. Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry with narrowed eyes. "We meet again, Mr. Potter." She shook her head. "Nothing I can do about that black eye. No cuts...to class, Potter!" Draco grinned maliciously at Harry as he passed. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach: Malfoy was going to squeal on him.
"Are you sure?" Ron looked at Harry with a worried expression. Harry nodded glumly. "As sure as pigs squeal." Ron sighed. "Nothing to do but wait, Harry." They dragged their feet up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room.
"Professor Snape? I know who did it," Draco Malfoy strolled into Snape's office that night. He glared at him supiciously. "Oh?" "It was Potter," he said smoothly. "I saw him myself." Snape looked furious and triumphant at the same time. "To Dumbledore's, Mr. Malfoy." They headed out of the room and up to Dumbledore's office.
"Are you sure, Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore peered at Draco with suspicious eyes. "Quite, Professor," he said calmly. "I have a feeling the whole truth isn't be told." Draco began to squirm uncomfortably. "Well..." Just then, Harry, Ron, and Hermione burst in. "He helped too!" shouted Harry with rage. Draco's face paled. "Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore questioned him. "I...er," he stumbled. "Of course you and Mr. Potter will be punished." Dumbledore frowned at them. "A month of detention should do it." Harry and Draco dashed out of the room, followed by Ron and Hermione. Snape got an ugly look on his face. "Professor!" he stuttered. "Now, now, Severus. It was just a joke. Besides, I myself have been known to wear bunny slippers once in a while." Dumbledore winked and Snape marched from the office grumbling. Dumbledore really was crazy.