.
"I think it all started when I was a child. I never did like water that much. The other kids would push me into the lake. Or another time I swear I almost drown in the bathtub. I was so little I couldn't climb out."
"We've been over this before, didn't we find out it was a dream? Yes?"
The Man shifted on the couch, and then remembered remembering. "Yes, I remember now. But the dream was so /real/. Did I tell you about my other dream that I've had. The reoccurring one?"
"Yes, yes you have. But you're going to tell me again aren't you…" It wasn't a question. This routine was down to pat.
"I'm swimming, and I love the water. I was having so much fun, but then the other people who were my friends started screaming and swam away. I couldn't reach them! I just couldn't!!!"
"Ok, calm down. Calm down."
He took a deep breath, "I couldn't reach them because all of a sudden I couldn't swim. I tried to paddle but I discovered that I had /paws/, not /hands/ but /PAWS/! Doesn't that mean something doc.? Anything? I was a /cat/ for Christ sake!!! I had turned into a cat! And then there was this title wave. And it crashed around me I couldn't breath…I was drowning…a drowning cat….and that's when I woke up."
"And what do you feel about this dream of yours?"
"I think I'm afraid of water."
"And when did this cat dream start?"
"Well…It started a few nights after I walked in on Prof. McGonagall while she was showering…"
'Oh god…he's going to make me listen to this…'
"Severous, I'm afraid our session time is up."
Snape looked startled and sat up from the couch looking at the clock.
"But…but I still have another hour."
"That clock is wrong. I'll see you next week." The psychiatrist handed Prof. Snape an air freshener, "Now please at lease try and /think/ about taking a shower. Envision your self -taking a shower-. Repeat after me 'I will try and take a shower' go ahead."
"I will try and take a shower…?"
By now Snape was being shoved out the door. "But, don't you want to hear about my childhood! I hated baths then! I think it all started with-"
The door was shut in his face.
The psychiatrist sighed, "What loonies I have to put up with…"
(A/N): I'm just not very nice am I...
I've been kind of getting sick of D/G 24/7, yes I know: so slap me silly and call my Shirley ------If anything I'm going to hell for that one, hee hee hee. Any ways, I thought I'd try a different HP character , Snape. I'm going to wade through all the fiction on him and see if i can come up with something. I think I need a Draco break...for now any way ;)
"I think it all started when I was a child. I never did like water that much. The other kids would push me into the lake. Or another time I swear I almost drown in the bathtub. I was so little I couldn't climb out."
"We've been over this before, didn't we find out it was a dream? Yes?"
The Man shifted on the couch, and then remembered remembering. "Yes, I remember now. But the dream was so /real/. Did I tell you about my other dream that I've had. The reoccurring one?"
"Yes, yes you have. But you're going to tell me again aren't you…" It wasn't a question. This routine was down to pat.
"I'm swimming, and I love the water. I was having so much fun, but then the other people who were my friends started screaming and swam away. I couldn't reach them! I just couldn't!!!"
"Ok, calm down. Calm down."
He took a deep breath, "I couldn't reach them because all of a sudden I couldn't swim. I tried to paddle but I discovered that I had /paws/, not /hands/ but /PAWS/! Doesn't that mean something doc.? Anything? I was a /cat/ for Christ sake!!! I had turned into a cat! And then there was this title wave. And it crashed around me I couldn't breath…I was drowning…a drowning cat….and that's when I woke up."
"And what do you feel about this dream of yours?"
"I think I'm afraid of water."
"And when did this cat dream start?"
"Well…It started a few nights after I walked in on Prof. McGonagall while she was showering…"
'Oh god…he's going to make me listen to this…'
"Severous, I'm afraid our session time is up."
Snape looked startled and sat up from the couch looking at the clock.
"But…but I still have another hour."
"That clock is wrong. I'll see you next week." The psychiatrist handed Prof. Snape an air freshener, "Now please at lease try and /think/ about taking a shower. Envision your self -taking a shower-. Repeat after me 'I will try and take a shower' go ahead."
"I will try and take a shower…?"
By now Snape was being shoved out the door. "But, don't you want to hear about my childhood! I hated baths then! I think it all started with-"
The door was shut in his face.
The psychiatrist sighed, "What loonies I have to put up with…"
(A/N): I'm just not very nice am I...
I've been kind of getting sick of D/G 24/7, yes I know: so slap me silly and call my Shirley ------If anything I'm going to hell for that one, hee hee hee. Any ways, I thought I'd try a different HP character , Snape. I'm going to wade through all the fiction on him and see if i can come up with something. I think I need a Draco break...for now any way ;)