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Severus slowly walked over to the black leather chair in his bedroom. He sat down and took a sip of his tea that some house elf made for him. Come to think of it, that house elf has looked quite evil at him. That... Poopy or whatever his name is. Malfoy's old house elf. Those house elfs are up to something, he could feel it!!
Severus laughed to himself. Yeah sure, and Poopy is their leader... Revolutionary house elf... He snorted and took another sip.
That tea sure worked quickly... he always had sleep-problems and Dumbledore suggested some Muggle relaxation tea. Surprisingly enough, it had actually worked! Guess those Muggles can be pretty useful at times...
He picked up a book from the ground and started reading, while drinking his nice cup o' tea.
~*~
Severus opened his eyes, yawned and stretched out. He got up and walked to the door. A few moments later he realised something. He wasn't walking... he was... floating...?! He looked down and yelled.
He spun around quickly and realised it was true. There, laying in the chair was himself. Which meant he left his body. Which meant he was... Dead!! "Oh... fuck!!!"
~*~
Dumbledore looked at him over his half-moon glasses. 'Do you have any idea how this could have happened, Severus?' He shook his head. 'No, Albus... Yesterday I fell asleep, and this morning...' He spread his arms. 'I'm a fucking ghost!!'
The Headmaster smiled a bit at him. 'Well... This doesn't mean you cannot teach, right?' Severus snorted sceptically. 'Yeah that's what you think... I cannot hold anything, it falls right trough me!'
Dumbledore looked thoughtful, than handed him a bag Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans. Severus took it, and it fell right trough his hand. 'See!!!! I cannot hold any friggin' potions bottles or ANYTHING!' 'I'm afraid that we need a new Potions Master, in that case...'
~*~
Everyone was talking to each other, passing on the news. Some people were laughing, some couldn't believe it and others... well... just didn't give a damn.
Dumbledore slowly stood up and the Great Hall became silent at once. 'Now, as most of you know already, our Potions Master Severus Snape died this night,' Some people whispered 'About bloody time, too!!' and the-like to each other. Others still didn't give a damn.
'However, his ghost is still here, but he is unable to teach classes...' Some people sighed, annoyed. So he was still there! But the good part is that he couldn't teach! Dumbledore continued. 'We already have a new Potions Master. May I introduce; Sirius Black!!'
A man with black hair walked trough the doors of the Great Hall, smiling. Everyone stared at him. Though they all now knew he was innocent, they still couldn't believe that Sirius Black was their new teacher.
To most girls Potions became from Most Hated Subject to Most Loved by just looking at the handsome man.
'HIM?!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!' The voice of Severus Snape made everyone stop staring. Their former Potions Master was standing (Or should I say 'floating'?) in a corner, his arms crossed and he looked like he was trying to hold an enormous rage back.
'My, Severus, you look... better than ever!' Sirius commented, smirking a little. 'Shut up Black...' Severus growled. Sirius snorted. 'What are you going to do? Hit me?' Severus' face looked even more hateful than before. 'I'll get you some time...' He disappeared trough the wall.
Sirius took his seat at the Teacher's Table and his grin widened when he saw everyone laughed. 'Oh yeah... I got him good!' He thought, before talking to his best friend Remus Lupin, the Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher.
~Everyone, open a party in a can, I'm writing a story with Sirius in it!!! And while you're at it, please review!!~
Severus slowly walked over to the black leather chair in his bedroom. He sat down and took a sip of his tea that some house elf made for him. Come to think of it, that house elf has looked quite evil at him. That... Poopy or whatever his name is. Malfoy's old house elf. Those house elfs are up to something, he could feel it!!
Severus laughed to himself. Yeah sure, and Poopy is their leader... Revolutionary house elf... He snorted and took another sip.
That tea sure worked quickly... he always had sleep-problems and Dumbledore suggested some Muggle relaxation tea. Surprisingly enough, it had actually worked! Guess those Muggles can be pretty useful at times...
He picked up a book from the ground and started reading, while drinking his nice cup o' tea.
~*~
Severus opened his eyes, yawned and stretched out. He got up and walked to the door. A few moments later he realised something. He wasn't walking... he was... floating...?! He looked down and yelled.
He spun around quickly and realised it was true. There, laying in the chair was himself. Which meant he left his body. Which meant he was... Dead!! "Oh... fuck!!!"
~*~
Dumbledore looked at him over his half-moon glasses. 'Do you have any idea how this could have happened, Severus?' He shook his head. 'No, Albus... Yesterday I fell asleep, and this morning...' He spread his arms. 'I'm a fucking ghost!!'
The Headmaster smiled a bit at him. 'Well... This doesn't mean you cannot teach, right?' Severus snorted sceptically. 'Yeah that's what you think... I cannot hold anything, it falls right trough me!'
Dumbledore looked thoughtful, than handed him a bag Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans. Severus took it, and it fell right trough his hand. 'See!!!! I cannot hold any friggin' potions bottles or ANYTHING!' 'I'm afraid that we need a new Potions Master, in that case...'
~*~
Everyone was talking to each other, passing on the news. Some people were laughing, some couldn't believe it and others... well... just didn't give a damn.
Dumbledore slowly stood up and the Great Hall became silent at once. 'Now, as most of you know already, our Potions Master Severus Snape died this night,' Some people whispered 'About bloody time, too!!' and the-like to each other. Others still didn't give a damn.
'However, his ghost is still here, but he is unable to teach classes...' Some people sighed, annoyed. So he was still there! But the good part is that he couldn't teach! Dumbledore continued. 'We already have a new Potions Master. May I introduce; Sirius Black!!'
A man with black hair walked trough the doors of the Great Hall, smiling. Everyone stared at him. Though they all now knew he was innocent, they still couldn't believe that Sirius Black was their new teacher.
To most girls Potions became from Most Hated Subject to Most Loved by just looking at the handsome man.
'HIM?!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!' The voice of Severus Snape made everyone stop staring. Their former Potions Master was standing (Or should I say 'floating'?) in a corner, his arms crossed and he looked like he was trying to hold an enormous rage back.
'My, Severus, you look... better than ever!' Sirius commented, smirking a little. 'Shut up Black...' Severus growled. Sirius snorted. 'What are you going to do? Hit me?' Severus' face looked even more hateful than before. 'I'll get you some time...' He disappeared trough the wall.
Sirius took his seat at the Teacher's Table and his grin widened when he saw everyone laughed. 'Oh yeah... I got him good!' He thought, before talking to his best friend Remus Lupin, the Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher.
~Everyone, open a party in a can, I'm writing a story with Sirius in it!!! And while you're at it, please review!!~