A/N I like this story so far, actually. I hope you do to. Please review
this chapter and tell me what you think.= ) Oh, and by the way. Warbie, is
just the Wizarding name for Barbie. just so you know.
Chapter five,
The next morning, Snape went down to breakfast as usual, trying to act like nothing was different, even though all the conversations he had had yesterday were echoing over and over in his head. It was as though the problem he had had at the beginning of yesterday was replaced by a new one; how to be able to loosen up a life hard as stone, like he owned?
'Morning Severus, had a nice day yesterday?' Snape woke up from his thoughts and met Albus Dumbledore standing by the entrance to the entrance hall.
'Fine thank you, professor,' Snape answered politely.
'Only two more weeks of holiday,' Albus Dumbledore carried on. 'Are you looking forward to the school start, Severus?'
'Of course I would appreciate a longer vacation,' Snape said and made a reluctant smile. Dumbledore laughed.
'Me too, me too!' he said and clapped Snape on the back friendly. 'I am glad to see you are back,' he walked of, Snape suspected towards his office.
Dumbledore must for sure be over eighty. Snape was surprised nobody complained about that he needed to get a wife. People said anyone over forty desperately needed to get married, but what about an old boring professor like Dumbledore, for sure over eighty. No body told him! Or did they...?
Snape entered the Great Hall. It was empty except for Professor Filch and Hagrid who were sitting at the far corner of the teacher's table, in a wild discussion.
'...And then when she suddenly got up on the table! That was marvellous!' Professor Flitwick piped eagerly.
'What are you two talking about?' Snape asked and went and sat by them, but leaving two seats in-between. He didn't like any of them very much, and would usually have taken a seat at the very end of the table, but what he had heard interested him.
'Oh, we were just at a concert yesterday,' Hagrid said settling back in his chair, taking a large gulp of his pumpkin juice. 'With Splash, that pop- group you know,' Snape nodded silently even though he had never heard of "Splash".
'You should have been there Severus! It was really good even though I never heard of them before!' small Flitwick piped again. He looked like a Warbie doll compared to Hagrid.
'In two weeks "Truckers-a-Viva" are gonna' to perform in the Leaky Cauldron, Flitwick,' Hagrid said turning to Flitwick, ignoring Snape. Snape was aware of that Hagrid liked Flitwick way much better than Snape himself.
'Oh, I'd love to go!' Flitwick said excitedly. 'They are really good!' Hagrid smiled. 'But what do they play?' Snape looked at Flitwick. How could you like someone if you didn't know what they played?
'Have ya never heard of the song "The Call From The Wall"?' Hagrid asked putting his arms together on the table.
'Yeah, do they sing "Yahokohoho" too?' Flitwick asked.
'No,' Hagrid answered.
'Can I come along?' Snape suddenly asked. Hagrid and Flitwick turned quiet. They were staring at Snape.
'You, you mean YOU, want to come along?' Hagrid asked uncertain.
'Wasn't that what I said,' Snape said. It wasn't a question.
'Sure, but I didn't know you liked music...' Hagrid carried on just as unsure.
Chapter five,
The next morning, Snape went down to breakfast as usual, trying to act like nothing was different, even though all the conversations he had had yesterday were echoing over and over in his head. It was as though the problem he had had at the beginning of yesterday was replaced by a new one; how to be able to loosen up a life hard as stone, like he owned?
'Morning Severus, had a nice day yesterday?' Snape woke up from his thoughts and met Albus Dumbledore standing by the entrance to the entrance hall.
'Fine thank you, professor,' Snape answered politely.
'Only two more weeks of holiday,' Albus Dumbledore carried on. 'Are you looking forward to the school start, Severus?'
'Of course I would appreciate a longer vacation,' Snape said and made a reluctant smile. Dumbledore laughed.
'Me too, me too!' he said and clapped Snape on the back friendly. 'I am glad to see you are back,' he walked of, Snape suspected towards his office.
Dumbledore must for sure be over eighty. Snape was surprised nobody complained about that he needed to get a wife. People said anyone over forty desperately needed to get married, but what about an old boring professor like Dumbledore, for sure over eighty. No body told him! Or did they...?
Snape entered the Great Hall. It was empty except for Professor Filch and Hagrid who were sitting at the far corner of the teacher's table, in a wild discussion.
'...And then when she suddenly got up on the table! That was marvellous!' Professor Flitwick piped eagerly.
'What are you two talking about?' Snape asked and went and sat by them, but leaving two seats in-between. He didn't like any of them very much, and would usually have taken a seat at the very end of the table, but what he had heard interested him.
'Oh, we were just at a concert yesterday,' Hagrid said settling back in his chair, taking a large gulp of his pumpkin juice. 'With Splash, that pop- group you know,' Snape nodded silently even though he had never heard of "Splash".
'You should have been there Severus! It was really good even though I never heard of them before!' small Flitwick piped again. He looked like a Warbie doll compared to Hagrid.
'In two weeks "Truckers-a-Viva" are gonna' to perform in the Leaky Cauldron, Flitwick,' Hagrid said turning to Flitwick, ignoring Snape. Snape was aware of that Hagrid liked Flitwick way much better than Snape himself.
'Oh, I'd love to go!' Flitwick said excitedly. 'They are really good!' Hagrid smiled. 'But what do they play?' Snape looked at Flitwick. How could you like someone if you didn't know what they played?
'Have ya never heard of the song "The Call From The Wall"?' Hagrid asked putting his arms together on the table.
'Yeah, do they sing "Yahokohoho" too?' Flitwick asked.
'No,' Hagrid answered.
'Can I come along?' Snape suddenly asked. Hagrid and Flitwick turned quiet. They were staring at Snape.
'You, you mean YOU, want to come along?' Hagrid asked uncertain.
'Wasn't that what I said,' Snape said. It wasn't a question.
'Sure, but I didn't know you liked music...' Hagrid carried on just as unsure.
