The last place! Yay! Any who, home again home again, yippie!
The paint coated students all filed back onto their beloved vehicle once more.
"Where to this time professor?" Draco questioned Snape.
"Hogwarts, Mr. Malfoy, Hogwarts."
"Thank God!" Malfoy sighed, utterly relieved.
A collective cheer went up as they headed home upon their flying bus.
When they landed at the school's familiar gate, the students almost killed each other trying to get off.
"Not so fast students, I would like to know something." Minerva said after she had stepped off the bus after them.
They turned in their flight towards the school and waited expectantly.
"I would like the Gryffindors to step to the left and the Slytherins to step to my right." She continued.
The crowd parted as she ordered. She turned to Draco and Pansy. "Now, how do you feel about Gryffindors?" Minerva asked neutrally.
Pansy pondered for a moment. "They're okay I guess." Pansy replied. Draco shrugged. "Yeah they're cool."
Minerva nodded, smiling. Then she shifted her attention to her own house. "And what do you think of the Slytherins?"
Hermione smiled, sharing a look with both Pansy and Draco. "They are kind and interesting people." Hermione affirmed. The rest of the Gryffindors nodded agreement.
McGonagall's smile had morphed into a full-blown grin. "Thank you, you're excused." She said sweetly and watched the children race to the Great Hall for dinner before turning to Snape.
"Well Severus, it appears that I win, I expect you to be cooperative and allow me to wash your hair."
Snape shook his head sorrowfully. "Fine, Minerva, you win, you can wash my hair." He gave up wisely.
The next morning Hermione was rushing towards Potions, afraid she'd be late. The bell rang just as she entered the classroom. Unfortunately she stumbled over a desk that had the audacity to be in her path and every one of her books went tumbling to the ground.
She groaned and stooped to pick them up and saw another hand extending a book to her. She traced the arm with her eyes until she met the owner of the hand. Draco.
Her expression went to panic. "Draco! We're in school, remember?" She hissed at him.
He smiled at her panic. "Nothing has changed Hermione."
"Yes it has, in school, it won't work, we're surrounded by narrow minded people and."
He brushed his finger over her lips, quieting her. "Nothing's changed." He repeated, standing with all her books in one arm and extending the other to help her up.
They each took their respective seats just as Professor Snape entered the room. The whole class gawked as his hair, which was thoroughly scrubbed, pulled back into a ponytail with a pink ribbon securing it.
Every person in the class raised their hands.
Snape glared at them. "Don't ask, just don't ask."
The students lowered their hands giggling.
THE END ************************************************************************Well , it's over! But never fear my loyal readers, I am at this very moment working on a story called Death's A Mystery. It's a murder mystery with the gang! Read it as soon as I put it up! Bye!
The paint coated students all filed back onto their beloved vehicle once more.
"Where to this time professor?" Draco questioned Snape.
"Hogwarts, Mr. Malfoy, Hogwarts."
"Thank God!" Malfoy sighed, utterly relieved.
A collective cheer went up as they headed home upon their flying bus.
When they landed at the school's familiar gate, the students almost killed each other trying to get off.
"Not so fast students, I would like to know something." Minerva said after she had stepped off the bus after them.
They turned in their flight towards the school and waited expectantly.
"I would like the Gryffindors to step to the left and the Slytherins to step to my right." She continued.
The crowd parted as she ordered. She turned to Draco and Pansy. "Now, how do you feel about Gryffindors?" Minerva asked neutrally.
Pansy pondered for a moment. "They're okay I guess." Pansy replied. Draco shrugged. "Yeah they're cool."
Minerva nodded, smiling. Then she shifted her attention to her own house. "And what do you think of the Slytherins?"
Hermione smiled, sharing a look with both Pansy and Draco. "They are kind and interesting people." Hermione affirmed. The rest of the Gryffindors nodded agreement.
McGonagall's smile had morphed into a full-blown grin. "Thank you, you're excused." She said sweetly and watched the children race to the Great Hall for dinner before turning to Snape.
"Well Severus, it appears that I win, I expect you to be cooperative and allow me to wash your hair."
Snape shook his head sorrowfully. "Fine, Minerva, you win, you can wash my hair." He gave up wisely.
The next morning Hermione was rushing towards Potions, afraid she'd be late. The bell rang just as she entered the classroom. Unfortunately she stumbled over a desk that had the audacity to be in her path and every one of her books went tumbling to the ground.
She groaned and stooped to pick them up and saw another hand extending a book to her. She traced the arm with her eyes until she met the owner of the hand. Draco.
Her expression went to panic. "Draco! We're in school, remember?" She hissed at him.
He smiled at her panic. "Nothing has changed Hermione."
"Yes it has, in school, it won't work, we're surrounded by narrow minded people and."
He brushed his finger over her lips, quieting her. "Nothing's changed." He repeated, standing with all her books in one arm and extending the other to help her up.
They each took their respective seats just as Professor Snape entered the room. The whole class gawked as his hair, which was thoroughly scrubbed, pulled back into a ponytail with a pink ribbon securing it.
Every person in the class raised their hands.
Snape glared at them. "Don't ask, just don't ask."
The students lowered their hands giggling.
THE END ************************************************************************Well , it's over! But never fear my loyal readers, I am at this very moment working on a story called Death's A Mystery. It's a murder mystery with the gang! Read it as soon as I put it up! Bye!