The Tales of Hogwarts
Severus Snape III
Severus Snape did not have time to prepare as the centaurs burst into his classroom. His cauldron of Zipintier juice was knocked over and many of the bottles of potion spread around the table he was working on hit the floor and smashed. Snape panicked, his wand was on the floor in between the hooves and spilt ingredients and it was unreachable from his position in the corner of the room.
"THE CENTAURS ARE IN THE CASTLE !" He yelled at the top of his lungs, though he was sure no one could here him. The teachers would be in their offices and the closest one was Firenze's, and he had no magical powers.
"Take us to the traitor," The centaur closest to Snape demanded. "NOW HUMAN OR WE SHALL CRUSH YOU !"
But Snape did not need to answer, nor was he crushed, because at that very second the centaur that had shouted at him fell flat on his face. Stunned. Severus looked up and it was the two people in the world that he would have least liked to save him. Remus Lupin and Harry Potter. The duo stunned the centaurs one by one and soon the office was quiet.
"I could have handled them on my own." Snape told the two as they walked over. And as a response to that, Lupin handed him his broken wand and smiled.
"No need to thank us."
Harry Potter and Lupin walked slowly to the entrance and although Snape would never admit it he was thankful for the rescue.
"5 points to Griffindor," he said as the two of them reached the door and for the first time in his life Harry Potter smiled at him.
***
The Dungeon it's self had to be cleaned by house-elves and for the remainder of the week Snape stayed in McGonagall's office.
Snape hated the office. It was to boring and tidy. There were no empty bottles on the selves, no pages of notes thrown across the table and no snake heads on any of the pens. Just pictures on the walls of former heads of Griffindor and a neat tidy desk. Snape hated it.
And then suddenly he found himself struck in the side of the head with an owl. It was Christmas eve and Snape had not been expecting any mail. It was probably just Christmas card from family he thought as he ripped the envelope open. But it was not.
Dear Severus Snape
"I am delighted to inform you that they are treating us well here at the ministry however they are not allowing us to leave for quite sometime. It is with great politeness that I ask you kindly to run the school in my absence, I shall not miss the boy's great moment."
Yours sincerely Albus Dumbledore.
Snape did not know or care what the last line meant he was headmaster. Well, at least until Dumbledore returned and at that he made his way out of McGonagall's office, not stopping to thank the owl.
Severus Snape III
Severus Snape did not have time to prepare as the centaurs burst into his classroom. His cauldron of Zipintier juice was knocked over and many of the bottles of potion spread around the table he was working on hit the floor and smashed. Snape panicked, his wand was on the floor in between the hooves and spilt ingredients and it was unreachable from his position in the corner of the room.
"THE CENTAURS ARE IN THE CASTLE !" He yelled at the top of his lungs, though he was sure no one could here him. The teachers would be in their offices and the closest one was Firenze's, and he had no magical powers.
"Take us to the traitor," The centaur closest to Snape demanded. "NOW HUMAN OR WE SHALL CRUSH YOU !"
But Snape did not need to answer, nor was he crushed, because at that very second the centaur that had shouted at him fell flat on his face. Stunned. Severus looked up and it was the two people in the world that he would have least liked to save him. Remus Lupin and Harry Potter. The duo stunned the centaurs one by one and soon the office was quiet.
"I could have handled them on my own." Snape told the two as they walked over. And as a response to that, Lupin handed him his broken wand and smiled.
"No need to thank us."
Harry Potter and Lupin walked slowly to the entrance and although Snape would never admit it he was thankful for the rescue.
"5 points to Griffindor," he said as the two of them reached the door and for the first time in his life Harry Potter smiled at him.
***
The Dungeon it's self had to be cleaned by house-elves and for the remainder of the week Snape stayed in McGonagall's office.
Snape hated the office. It was to boring and tidy. There were no empty bottles on the selves, no pages of notes thrown across the table and no snake heads on any of the pens. Just pictures on the walls of former heads of Griffindor and a neat tidy desk. Snape hated it.
And then suddenly he found himself struck in the side of the head with an owl. It was Christmas eve and Snape had not been expecting any mail. It was probably just Christmas card from family he thought as he ripped the envelope open. But it was not.
Dear Severus Snape
"I am delighted to inform you that they are treating us well here at the ministry however they are not allowing us to leave for quite sometime. It is with great politeness that I ask you kindly to run the school in my absence, I shall not miss the boy's great moment."
Yours sincerely Albus Dumbledore.
Snape did not know or care what the last line meant he was headmaster. Well, at least until Dumbledore returned and at that he made his way out of McGonagall's office, not stopping to thank the owl.
