Professor Snape was not one to take tardiness lightly, but to make matters even worse, Harry and Ron had chosen just about the worst day to be late. They ran into the dungeon so out of breath, it took them a minute to realize what had happened.
When they finally looked around, they were in shock. Potions bottles were broken all over the place. Books had been strewn about carelessly, many of them missing pages. Everyone was just standing around the mess staring with wide eyes, no one knowing what to think. Then they realized that Harry and Ron were there.
Everyone turned to Harry and Ron and crossed their arms. No one spoke a word, but yet somehow both Harry and Ron could tell exactly what everyone was thinking. Everyone know Snape hated Harry , and Harry pretty much felt the same way about him. Harry still thought Snape had it in for him, so decided to get him first, but destroying his room. Ron, was also naturally involved because he goes everywhere with Harry.
They probably almost could have gotten away with it, because Snape still hadn't realized they were there. He was looking through his cupboard and looking even more pissed off then usual. He was muttering something about loosing a mink hoof and a wolfsbane. He began to grab random things out of the cupboard. He would look at it shake his head, and throw it behind him.
Harry and Ron were more than happy with the way things were going. Malfoy must have sensed this because all of a sudden he smirked at Harry and Ron. Ron clenched Harry's robe for dear life fearing what Malfoy was going to do. Harry just braced himself for the worst.
"Hey Professor Snape!!" yelled Malfoy. Snape was surprised by Malfoy's voice, and hit his head on the top of the cupboard. Ron laughed.
Snape spun around, and tucked his cape in his arms. Ron instantly stopped laughing. "What is so funny Weasley?" asked Snape in a colder tone than usual. "Nothing" Ron's voice squeaked, about 5 pitches higher than normal.
Snape then shifted his attention towards Harry. "Well maybe your friend Mr. Potter knows something. Doesn't it seem odd that Harry Potter and Ron Weasley happen to be late on the day my office gets destroyed? I know they would want nothing more than to get revenge on me!!!" he yelled about an inch away from Ron's face. Ron looked as if he was going to cry.
Snape's voice suddenly became sadder and softer. "I don't know why, because my only crime is trying to give them the best education possible."
Ron didn't know whether to laugh or puke. 'Snape is such a farie" he thought to himself.
Malfoy smirked as Snape said this. Harry had the strongest urge to flick him off, but restrained himself, because he knew that Snape was even worse than usual today, and they were already in enough trouble as it was.
"They didn't do it!!!" came a brave female voice from behind them. All three spun around. It was Hermonie Granger. Ron and Harry's mouths dropped. They still were amazed when she stood up to teachers.
"Maybe they didn't Miss Granger", said Snape waltzing over to Hermonie, "but the odds sure are against them."
He shot an ice cold glance at Ron and Harry, and they both got chills up their backs and turned pale white. "I'll be keeping an eye on you!" he warned, and he gave them one last evil glare.
His attention then turned back to the disaster in his room. He began to pace about, nervously running his fingers through his disgusting black hair.
'I think Snape needs a bath' though Ron.
"Class dismissed," Snape said sadly. "I don't know what we can do if we are missing half our materials!" he shoot and evil glance at Harry and Ron once again and they ran.
Malfoy had stayed behind after the rest of the class left, and Ron stopped Harry, so they could hear what Malfoy had to say.
"Professor Snape, I was wondering if you needed any help cleaning up or maybe finding something?" Malfoy asked
Harry and Ron and to muffle their giggles with their robes.
"I appreciate your enthusiasuim Malfoy, but I think it's better if I am left alone."
"Asskisser" mumbled Harry.
"Oh Snape can I help you grease your hair, or wipe, your ass, or maybe please you by sucking on your long, hard, sticky, luscious...." Harry smacked Ron before he could finish.
"You're sick, You know that."
Ron just smiled, a horny, evil smile
When they finally looked around, they were in shock. Potions bottles were broken all over the place. Books had been strewn about carelessly, many of them missing pages. Everyone was just standing around the mess staring with wide eyes, no one knowing what to think. Then they realized that Harry and Ron were there.
Everyone turned to Harry and Ron and crossed their arms. No one spoke a word, but yet somehow both Harry and Ron could tell exactly what everyone was thinking. Everyone know Snape hated Harry , and Harry pretty much felt the same way about him. Harry still thought Snape had it in for him, so decided to get him first, but destroying his room. Ron, was also naturally involved because he goes everywhere with Harry.
They probably almost could have gotten away with it, because Snape still hadn't realized they were there. He was looking through his cupboard and looking even more pissed off then usual. He was muttering something about loosing a mink hoof and a wolfsbane. He began to grab random things out of the cupboard. He would look at it shake his head, and throw it behind him.
Harry and Ron were more than happy with the way things were going. Malfoy must have sensed this because all of a sudden he smirked at Harry and Ron. Ron clenched Harry's robe for dear life fearing what Malfoy was going to do. Harry just braced himself for the worst.
"Hey Professor Snape!!" yelled Malfoy. Snape was surprised by Malfoy's voice, and hit his head on the top of the cupboard. Ron laughed.
Snape spun around, and tucked his cape in his arms. Ron instantly stopped laughing. "What is so funny Weasley?" asked Snape in a colder tone than usual. "Nothing" Ron's voice squeaked, about 5 pitches higher than normal.
Snape then shifted his attention towards Harry. "Well maybe your friend Mr. Potter knows something. Doesn't it seem odd that Harry Potter and Ron Weasley happen to be late on the day my office gets destroyed? I know they would want nothing more than to get revenge on me!!!" he yelled about an inch away from Ron's face. Ron looked as if he was going to cry.
Snape's voice suddenly became sadder and softer. "I don't know why, because my only crime is trying to give them the best education possible."
Ron didn't know whether to laugh or puke. 'Snape is such a farie" he thought to himself.
Malfoy smirked as Snape said this. Harry had the strongest urge to flick him off, but restrained himself, because he knew that Snape was even worse than usual today, and they were already in enough trouble as it was.
"They didn't do it!!!" came a brave female voice from behind them. All three spun around. It was Hermonie Granger. Ron and Harry's mouths dropped. They still were amazed when she stood up to teachers.
"Maybe they didn't Miss Granger", said Snape waltzing over to Hermonie, "but the odds sure are against them."
He shot an ice cold glance at Ron and Harry, and they both got chills up their backs and turned pale white. "I'll be keeping an eye on you!" he warned, and he gave them one last evil glare.
His attention then turned back to the disaster in his room. He began to pace about, nervously running his fingers through his disgusting black hair.
'I think Snape needs a bath' though Ron.
"Class dismissed," Snape said sadly. "I don't know what we can do if we are missing half our materials!" he shoot and evil glance at Harry and Ron once again and they ran.
Malfoy had stayed behind after the rest of the class left, and Ron stopped Harry, so they could hear what Malfoy had to say.
"Professor Snape, I was wondering if you needed any help cleaning up or maybe finding something?" Malfoy asked
Harry and Ron and to muffle their giggles with their robes.
"I appreciate your enthusiasuim Malfoy, but I think it's better if I am left alone."
"Asskisser" mumbled Harry.
"Oh Snape can I help you grease your hair, or wipe, your ass, or maybe please you by sucking on your long, hard, sticky, luscious...." Harry smacked Ron before he could finish.
"You're sick, You know that."
Ron just smiled, a horny, evil smile