He watched the whole spectacle from where he was seated. He knew the types
of games that the group played between and after classes. Thinking that
they were safe, that their secret wouldn't get out. He made his way to the
kitchens, and found the picture. Tickling the pear, he made his way into
the kitchen. The House Elves greeted him, and he made his requests. They
were more than happy to oblige.
With that out of the way, he made his way to the Great Hall, for dinner and entertainment. He arrived at his seat, and ate his dinner casually, as if nothing was out of order. And it wouldn't be to almost everyone in the room - no one would be the wiser.
He looked over all the tables and occupants of the Great Hall, keeping his eyes on the Gryffindors and Draco. He smiled inwardly, and awaited the arrival of dessert. As soon as it appeared, he heard a squeal of delight, and looked over to find Hermione Granger almost ready to cry from laughing so hard. Ron Weasely and Draco Malfoy looked positively ill. It nearly made him smile, but if they were to look in his direction and see the expression, they'd know who it was to blame. The boys assumed it was all her doing.
He looked back over at her and saw that instead of the sundaes, she got a banana split. He didn't plan on that one. Everyone was supposed to get the same thing - not that he was going to complain about it. It was trivial. But soon, he observed, not only the difference in her dessert, but also the difference in which she ate it.
'Oh, Merlin!' He thought. He almost had the same expression as the boys in her vicinity, and caught himself before anyone saw him staring. 'Now THAT would be embarrassing.'
As she sucked on her finger, his mouth went slightly dry. The cherry fiasco did little to help. He almost gave a disappointed sigh when he saw that she picked up her spoon and started to eat normally. He turned back to his own dessert, and barely picked at it. Sweets were not his cup of tea, but his bit of fun.
After a few more minutes, he looked over again. She was eating the banana. 'Wow! Malfoy was right. She isn't THAT innocent!!' He thought.
As she caressed the fruit with her hand, and sucked the whipped topping off the surface before taking a bite, he just had to get out of there. Otherwise, the effects of the 'entertainment' would begin to show. Good thing he wore robes. He got up quickly, but not too quickly to draw attention to himself, and left the Great Hall.
~@~
"Professor Snape!" The call came from behind his office door.
Snape got up and opened the door, to a rather pissed off looking Draco Malfoy.
"Is there something I could do for you, Mr Malfoy?" Snape drawled.
Draco walked by him into the office, and Snape closed the door. Turning to his pupil, he saw an expression of mirth and hurt across his face.
"Professor, when you said that you wanted to teach them all a lesson, I assumed that it did not include myself." Draco said.
Snape sat down at his desk. "Were you not a participant in these games, Mr Malfoy?"
"Yes, but-"
"But nothing!" Snape interrupted. "Besides, there really was no way around it."
"I suppose not." Draco conceited. "But you couldn't have warned me at least?"
"No." He stated simply, and dismissed the student.
Draco left, but was none too happy about not getting any explanation. He would keep his eyes on the Potion's Master. Since he brought himself into this, he would soon be one of the victims of a prank. He probably wouldn't even suspect it.
A/N: So Snape was responsible for the choice in dessert. So who changed the menu for Hermione?
Sorry 'bout the wait on this chapter. Lots of schoolwork.
With that out of the way, he made his way to the Great Hall, for dinner and entertainment. He arrived at his seat, and ate his dinner casually, as if nothing was out of order. And it wouldn't be to almost everyone in the room - no one would be the wiser.
He looked over all the tables and occupants of the Great Hall, keeping his eyes on the Gryffindors and Draco. He smiled inwardly, and awaited the arrival of dessert. As soon as it appeared, he heard a squeal of delight, and looked over to find Hermione Granger almost ready to cry from laughing so hard. Ron Weasely and Draco Malfoy looked positively ill. It nearly made him smile, but if they were to look in his direction and see the expression, they'd know who it was to blame. The boys assumed it was all her doing.
He looked back over at her and saw that instead of the sundaes, she got a banana split. He didn't plan on that one. Everyone was supposed to get the same thing - not that he was going to complain about it. It was trivial. But soon, he observed, not only the difference in her dessert, but also the difference in which she ate it.
'Oh, Merlin!' He thought. He almost had the same expression as the boys in her vicinity, and caught himself before anyone saw him staring. 'Now THAT would be embarrassing.'
As she sucked on her finger, his mouth went slightly dry. The cherry fiasco did little to help. He almost gave a disappointed sigh when he saw that she picked up her spoon and started to eat normally. He turned back to his own dessert, and barely picked at it. Sweets were not his cup of tea, but his bit of fun.
After a few more minutes, he looked over again. She was eating the banana. 'Wow! Malfoy was right. She isn't THAT innocent!!' He thought.
As she caressed the fruit with her hand, and sucked the whipped topping off the surface before taking a bite, he just had to get out of there. Otherwise, the effects of the 'entertainment' would begin to show. Good thing he wore robes. He got up quickly, but not too quickly to draw attention to himself, and left the Great Hall.
~@~
"Professor Snape!" The call came from behind his office door.
Snape got up and opened the door, to a rather pissed off looking Draco Malfoy.
"Is there something I could do for you, Mr Malfoy?" Snape drawled.
Draco walked by him into the office, and Snape closed the door. Turning to his pupil, he saw an expression of mirth and hurt across his face.
"Professor, when you said that you wanted to teach them all a lesson, I assumed that it did not include myself." Draco said.
Snape sat down at his desk. "Were you not a participant in these games, Mr Malfoy?"
"Yes, but-"
"But nothing!" Snape interrupted. "Besides, there really was no way around it."
"I suppose not." Draco conceited. "But you couldn't have warned me at least?"
"No." He stated simply, and dismissed the student.
Draco left, but was none too happy about not getting any explanation. He would keep his eyes on the Potion's Master. Since he brought himself into this, he would soon be one of the victims of a prank. He probably wouldn't even suspect it.
A/N: So Snape was responsible for the choice in dessert. So who changed the menu for Hermione?
Sorry 'bout the wait on this chapter. Lots of schoolwork.
