What Would Happen if Lockhart put the Imperius Curse on Snape? Part 3: A
war Between Lemon Drops
A/N: Dear God! I forgot to post this on FF.net! I finished this weeks ago! Please forgive me and review!
Disclaimer: Got-to-stop! JKR owns all of my heroes! *sobs* Why can't I own just one? Only one?
Cryffindor Common Room
Hermione: The Headmaster is planning something.
Harry: I know. Do you think that we can risk being in there?
Ron: No! I have an idea! Steal his lemon drops!
Hermione: Now, wait there Ronald Weasley! Stealing from our Headmaster?
Harry: Shut it, 'Mione! Ron, how about we make our own. We can just add a little . . .
Hermione: No! HARRY JAMES POTTER, I THOUGHT YOU WOULD-
Harry: *Stupefy* Ha! That should shut her up!
Ron: Yeah! Two points to Potter!
Harry: Drat! We have Potions!
*Potions Classroom*
GL: Boys and girls, today we make some hair calming paste for Mr. Potter!
Harry: WHAT? No- Hermione tramps on his foot.
GL: Harry, anything you want to say to your handsome Potions Master? It'll cost you a date!
Harry: God, no!
GL: Aww, to bad. I was looking forward Saturday night, hint hint.
Ron: Professor, you are being- Hermione tramps on his foot.
Hermione: Professor, please stop hitting on Harry! Harry does not like old men!
GL: Hey, I'm only thirty-five! Ten points from Gryffindor!
Ron: WHAT? Now, that is-
Harry: 'Mione is right!
GL: Detention! Potter Weasley and Granger! Stay after class!
Harry: Now that's the Snape we know and love!
Hermione: Hush!
Ron: Yeah, Harry. Lockhart wanna be is looking at us!
GL: Ronald, have you ever thought about cutting your hair? It looks kinda long in the back.
Ron: Just who do you think you are!
GL: Class dismisted!
Gryffindor Common Room
Hermione: I don't like this. Not at all.
Ron: Shut up, book worm!
Harry: C'mon! My secret stuff is added in those lemon drops, the old man won't know what hit him!
Hermione: Harry! Where's your respect for your elders?
Harry: Shut it, Miss Prefect! Do you wanna be in on this?
Hermione: Um, well . . . Yes.
Harry: That's what I thought!
Dumbledore's Office
AD: Harry, Hermione, Young Ronald, Lem-
Harry: Professor, lemon drop?
AD: Mister Harry Potter? You made lemon drops for me?
Harry: Well, . . .yes.
AD: Great! I'll just try some!
AD pops on in his mouth and makes a funny face.
AD: I donot think that-
Dumbledore drops dead on the floor.
Hermione: We killed a teacher! We killed a teacher! Oh, we're going to be in so much tro-
Harry: Shut up! He's not dead! He is just . . .Sleeping.
Hermione: Well, why did iuit take you so long to say that?
Ron: Cool! He can't call my mum now! Yay!
Harry: Shut up, Ron. He is not dead and he will call your mum.
Hermione: Well, Harry. If he is not dead, when will he wake up?
Harry: Well, you see, Dumbledore was being annoying. Now we can go to Snape's office and see whats wrong with him.
Hermione: Well that is no excuse for putting a sleeping draught in Headmaster's lemon drop!
Harry: Right, 'Mione. But you see Dumbledore is a cunning old fool and sticks his crooked nose in other people's business! Now, he can't stop us!
Ron: Great Harry! Our so-called Snape won't see us if we use that invisability cloak of yours!
Hermione: I'm not likeing this!
Harry: Shut up. Ron, I love that empty-red-head of yours.
Ron turned red.
Ron: Harry, my idea isn't that good.
Harry: Yeah, your right. Now, lets go!
A/N: Review or else I'll quit typing this! Not like you guys care anyways.
A/N: Dear God! I forgot to post this on FF.net! I finished this weeks ago! Please forgive me and review!
Disclaimer: Got-to-stop! JKR owns all of my heroes! *sobs* Why can't I own just one? Only one?
Cryffindor Common Room
Hermione: The Headmaster is planning something.
Harry: I know. Do you think that we can risk being in there?
Ron: No! I have an idea! Steal his lemon drops!
Hermione: Now, wait there Ronald Weasley! Stealing from our Headmaster?
Harry: Shut it, 'Mione! Ron, how about we make our own. We can just add a little . . .
Hermione: No! HARRY JAMES POTTER, I THOUGHT YOU WOULD-
Harry: *Stupefy* Ha! That should shut her up!
Ron: Yeah! Two points to Potter!
Harry: Drat! We have Potions!
*Potions Classroom*
GL: Boys and girls, today we make some hair calming paste for Mr. Potter!
Harry: WHAT? No- Hermione tramps on his foot.
GL: Harry, anything you want to say to your handsome Potions Master? It'll cost you a date!
Harry: God, no!
GL: Aww, to bad. I was looking forward Saturday night, hint hint.
Ron: Professor, you are being- Hermione tramps on his foot.
Hermione: Professor, please stop hitting on Harry! Harry does not like old men!
GL: Hey, I'm only thirty-five! Ten points from Gryffindor!
Ron: WHAT? Now, that is-
Harry: 'Mione is right!
GL: Detention! Potter Weasley and Granger! Stay after class!
Harry: Now that's the Snape we know and love!
Hermione: Hush!
Ron: Yeah, Harry. Lockhart wanna be is looking at us!
GL: Ronald, have you ever thought about cutting your hair? It looks kinda long in the back.
Ron: Just who do you think you are!
GL: Class dismisted!
Gryffindor Common Room
Hermione: I don't like this. Not at all.
Ron: Shut up, book worm!
Harry: C'mon! My secret stuff is added in those lemon drops, the old man won't know what hit him!
Hermione: Harry! Where's your respect for your elders?
Harry: Shut it, Miss Prefect! Do you wanna be in on this?
Hermione: Um, well . . . Yes.
Harry: That's what I thought!
Dumbledore's Office
AD: Harry, Hermione, Young Ronald, Lem-
Harry: Professor, lemon drop?
AD: Mister Harry Potter? You made lemon drops for me?
Harry: Well, . . .yes.
AD: Great! I'll just try some!
AD pops on in his mouth and makes a funny face.
AD: I donot think that-
Dumbledore drops dead on the floor.
Hermione: We killed a teacher! We killed a teacher! Oh, we're going to be in so much tro-
Harry: Shut up! He's not dead! He is just . . .Sleeping.
Hermione: Well, why did iuit take you so long to say that?
Ron: Cool! He can't call my mum now! Yay!
Harry: Shut up, Ron. He is not dead and he will call your mum.
Hermione: Well, Harry. If he is not dead, when will he wake up?
Harry: Well, you see, Dumbledore was being annoying. Now we can go to Snape's office and see whats wrong with him.
Hermione: Well that is no excuse for putting a sleeping draught in Headmaster's lemon drop!
Harry: Right, 'Mione. But you see Dumbledore is a cunning old fool and sticks his crooked nose in other people's business! Now, he can't stop us!
Ron: Great Harry! Our so-called Snape won't see us if we use that invisability cloak of yours!
Hermione: I'm not likeing this!
Harry: Shut up. Ron, I love that empty-red-head of yours.
Ron turned red.
Ron: Harry, my idea isn't that good.
Harry: Yeah, your right. Now, lets go!
A/N: Review or else I'll quit typing this! Not like you guys care anyways.
