NOTE ::: apologies for my last chapter and its atrocious spelling errors.
ALL THOUGHTS WILL BE ITALICIZED for better understanding I'm hoping. I'm
trying to move it along (I love detail, so sorry) thanks for reading!!!
Outside is was fresh and new, with a hint of morning dew still in the air. The sun peaked over the horizon threw the rich green forest shedding its last remnants of winter snow. Normally, Snape wouldn't have noticed this cool spring morning any more than he did the years before that, but he was so relieved to be outside and away from all those buggered out people, he took a moment to reflect on its beauty and calm. He couldn't understand what had come over all of them. Even more disturbing, he couldn't find directors, stage crew, or any of the thousands upon thousands of vans that were usually littered across the ground outside. Which they had all come (actors and crew) to regard fondly as " Harry Potter's bloody Ontorouge," due to the fact almost everyone that came and went daily had nearly been killed by it once or twice. Smiling to himself he went looking for his car which had a change of clothes and a ticket out of this strangeness. He was quite sure he had parked by the catering truck.
"Free handouts never hurt anyone." He had justified to others and his stomach. He rounded the building past the makeshift hut built for shooting the outside and inside scenes for R. Hagrid. Snape stepped around the corner and met with a rather odd site. "Where in the hell.....is..!?" His thought was cut short by a massive stretch of land with what look very much like the..."quidditch fields!?" He groped in his mind. "THIS IS INSANE! What is going on here? I come to work...oi....this is all I need!" Looking down at his watch he noticed it was half-past two. "Great, well I missed the blooming eye exam!" He said out loud to himself. Stopping he flattened himself against the wall. "Voices! Of who?" He wondered if it was someone who could get him out of this nightmare. "Severus!! Where are you?! Do you see him Albus? You don't think he's wondered into the forest in his state, do you?" "I'm afraid I don't know. Perhaps...err...if he did, then he could find some leaves that I need for this tea....its really a wonderful remedy for..." "Albus, Snape has no idea who he is, how could he possibly find you tea leaves at time like this?" "Yes, um....point taken....but I believe that he is close my dear Poppy. So why don't we look around a bit before calling in a full Ministry search?" "......mmm....there are some days Albus Dumbledore, I could...oh! I see his cloak!" "Severus my boy, there you are, come here so I can help you right yourself...its err...a simple process....!"
Outside is was fresh and new, with a hint of morning dew still in the air. The sun peaked over the horizon threw the rich green forest shedding its last remnants of winter snow. Normally, Snape wouldn't have noticed this cool spring morning any more than he did the years before that, but he was so relieved to be outside and away from all those buggered out people, he took a moment to reflect on its beauty and calm. He couldn't understand what had come over all of them. Even more disturbing, he couldn't find directors, stage crew, or any of the thousands upon thousands of vans that were usually littered across the ground outside. Which they had all come (actors and crew) to regard fondly as " Harry Potter's bloody Ontorouge," due to the fact almost everyone that came and went daily had nearly been killed by it once or twice. Smiling to himself he went looking for his car which had a change of clothes and a ticket out of this strangeness. He was quite sure he had parked by the catering truck.
"Free handouts never hurt anyone." He had justified to others and his stomach. He rounded the building past the makeshift hut built for shooting the outside and inside scenes for R. Hagrid. Snape stepped around the corner and met with a rather odd site. "Where in the hell.....is..!?" His thought was cut short by a massive stretch of land with what look very much like the..."quidditch fields!?" He groped in his mind. "THIS IS INSANE! What is going on here? I come to work...oi....this is all I need!" Looking down at his watch he noticed it was half-past two. "Great, well I missed the blooming eye exam!" He said out loud to himself. Stopping he flattened himself against the wall. "Voices! Of who?" He wondered if it was someone who could get him out of this nightmare. "Severus!! Where are you?! Do you see him Albus? You don't think he's wondered into the forest in his state, do you?" "I'm afraid I don't know. Perhaps...err...if he did, then he could find some leaves that I need for this tea....its really a wonderful remedy for..." "Albus, Snape has no idea who he is, how could he possibly find you tea leaves at time like this?" "Yes, um....point taken....but I believe that he is close my dear Poppy. So why don't we look around a bit before calling in a full Ministry search?" "......mmm....there are some days Albus Dumbledore, I could...oh! I see his cloak!" "Severus my boy, there you are, come here so I can help you right yourself...its err...a simple process....!"