ok this is my second chapter and i hope ts better than the first one which
i know wasnt that exciting. and i apoligize for that .if u have any
suggestions for my story, please feel free to tell them to me! i could use
them!
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*When we last left, Snape Harry, Ron, amd Hermione were all getting along pretty well. But needless to say, that didn't last long.*
Harry: I'm sorry professor Snape. I forgot to add the third ingrediant I guess.
Snape: Well I advise that you start to read the board more closely, Mr. Potter.
Harry: I've tried Professor. I've been trying to try my best at potions get all my homework done and still be nice to you. *Harry could feel his hate torwards Snape starting to return, although he did not want this to happen.
Snape: Well I apreciate that Potter, but... right now seeing that your potion has exploded and also got on my robes. It's becoming very hard for me to try and keep my temper down.
Harry: Well how hard do you think it's been for me trying to be nice to you, when i totally can not stand you!
*The class gasped! No on had ever been brave enough to stand up to Snape like that.*
Snape: Out Potter! Out! Get out of my class room before i decide to slip poison into your pumpkin juice at dinner. OUT!
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Later that night Severus stayed awake, lying in bed staring at the ceiling. Finaly he fell asleep.
He was awoken in the middle of the night ,however, by the sound of somwone or something tapping on his window. He climbed out of bed to see what was going on. Sitting on his windowsil was an owl staring up at him. Why in the world was he getting an owl in the middle of the night? He took the letter from the owl, then sat down on his bed to read it. He read it out loud to himself.
Snape:
Dear Severus, I am writing to you to pass on very important, yet very sad news. Your mother, has passed away from an illness that not even the finest doctors could cure. I did not know whether your mother and you have been in contact. Therefore I am writing this letter. I wish the best to you during this hard time of loss. Your mother will be truly missed. your uncle, Gregory.
*Slowly Severus folded his letter after reading it two more times. No, he thought to himself. I should have been there. I should have been there to see her one more time. I know that Sean was there. He must have been there. His brother Sean had always been the favorite. And although his mother denied it, it was obvious to anyone. Severus had lost touch with his family after taking the job at Hogwarts. They were all disapointed that he hadn't joined the ministry like his brother. Like his father. *
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*The next morning Severus rolled over in bed and looked at his watch.*
Snape: Almost nine. It's a good thing that it's Saturday. Dumbledore would have my head over this.
*He climbed out of bed, and got dressed. He then made his way down to the great hall for breakfast.*
Dumbledore: Good morning Severus.
Snape: Headmaster *he said while nodding slightly.*
* He sat down to eat, but then realized that he no longer was hungry. His mind was working and moving too fast for him to be able to enjoy his breakfast. So he excused himself and went outside into the garden to think. He was deep in thought not paying attention to any of his surroundings, when suddenly a voice interrupted his thoughts. *
Dumbeldore: Severus. I heard about your mother. It is a shame to see her go.
*Snape looked down avoiding Dumbledore's eyes. *
Dumbledore: I knew your mother very well. Did you know that? She was such a brilliant little student here at Hogwarts. *Pause* Look if you need to take some time off to go home and see your family, I'll give you as much as you need. Just say the word...
Snape: No. *Pause* I mean, no thank you sir. I think that it would be better if I stayed here at Hogwarts. * He walked away back up torwards the castle not looking at Dumbledore. *
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*Monday. Professor Snape is getting ready for his next potions class. He goes to open the door to over hear two second years talking. He paused and listened in.*
Student #1: I don't see why Dumbledore hired him in the first place. I mean, no one likes him. He's so mean, and rude.
Student #2: Snape! What kind of a name is that anyways?
Student #1: A name that belongs to an evil teacher, that's what kind it is.
*Both started to giggle. Slowly Snape opened the door to let the students enter the dungeon. He had known that he was the most hated teacher at Hogwarts, but for some reason, hearing this hit him hard. But he knew that is was true. But why was it true? He tried his best to get along with everyone. *
*Later that night he sat up awake in his room. Thinking. Then he wondered to himself, Why am I still here? My family hates me, the students hate me, and even I hate me. He looked over to his side to see a bunch of potions ingrediants. He though to himself, maybe I could just make me a little drink. Something with a little alcohol, just to make me feel better. But that wasn't the case. He drank, and drank, and drank. He got drunk, then passed out. He awoke the next morning to find vomit all around him. He went to reaise his head, but couldn't seem to. There was no way he was going to be able to teach today. His head felt as if it were about to explode. It pounded as if his heart were where his brain was. He finally picked himself off the floor, and got dressed. He went straight to Maddam Promfrey. The walk down there was peacful and quiet. None of the students were in the hall yet. He arrived at the hospital wing, then went to find Maddam Promfrey. *
Promfrey: Severus! You look aweful! What happened.
Snape: Ummm.... *he was ashamed to admit it. * Hangover. *He said it quiet as if anyone else might over hear him.
Promfrey: Oh. You know that if Dumbledore...
Snape: Yes Poppy! I know. Please you cant tell him. Please.
Promfrey: I'll give you something to drink for the vomiting, and headache.
Snape: Thank you Poppy. This means alot. *He took the Goblet from her and drank it. Then suddenly his headache was gone, and he didn't feel so sick anymore.* Thanks alot.
*He left the hospital wing and headed for the great hall for breakfast. By now the srudents would be heading there themselves. He entered to see all of the other staff sitting at the staff table, begining to eat their breakfasts. He sat down. Looking at the plate sat in front of him, he no longer felt sick because he was going to vomit, but sick because of the hunger he felt. He grabbed his fork and began to eat. After Breakfast he went down to his dungeon. He had a while before his first class of the day. He decided to go over his lesson plans. The time flew by. Before he knew it he heard students begining to appear outside of his class room. He knew that it was the 6 year Gryfindors and Slytherins.*
*The day passed slowly. He went through his classes feeling as though they would never get to dinner that night. But sure enough, he finished with his last class for the day. After dinner that night he went to his room to be alone. He sat down in a chair and stared into the fire. He stared blankly into the fire, without a thought in his head. Then he thought to himself, I want to die. He looked around his room. He wanted to put an end to everything. But how? He looked over amd saw his razor sitting on the side of his sink. That's how he would do it. He slowly brought the blade closer and closer to his wrist. And then... knock knock knock. Someone was at the door. He dropped the razor as if he was astonished at what he was doing. It was as if he hadn't been him at all.*
Snape: Who's there?!
Dumbledore: It is my Severus. Do you mind if I come in?
*Severus slowly got to his feet, not thinking to get rid of the razor. He opened the door to see Albus' face peering in. *
Dumbledore: Do you mind if I come in to have a talk with you?
Snape: Of course. Have a seat.
*Albus sat in a chair facing the fire.*
Dumbledore: I have heard Severus, that you had a hangover this morning, after consuming a large amount of alcohol last night....
*What? Why had Maddam Promfrey told on him? Severus felt his face getting hot with anger.*
Snape: Albus, I have no clue what you could be talking about...
Dumbledore: That's exactly what I told Maddam Promfrey. You've been with this school for so long. Why would you want to risk your job like that? I knew it were strickly rumor. But I just had to make sure... you know?
Snape: Look's as if Poppy hasn't got enough gossip to keep her busy, heh? *He felt his cheeks turn even more warm. He knew that he was blushing.*
Dumbledore: I guess not. Well good night Severus.
Snape: Good night Headmaster.
*He saw Albus out then went and sat on his bed. He then saw the razor on the floor. It was a miracle that he had not spotted it sitting right below the chair. Or did he happen to see it?
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ok thanx for reading this. i know its not very good, but i think its getting better! please review and tell me of any advice!! i could use it! lol. thanx for reading! dont forget to review it!!!! buh bye!!!
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*When we last left, Snape Harry, Ron, amd Hermione were all getting along pretty well. But needless to say, that didn't last long.*
Harry: I'm sorry professor Snape. I forgot to add the third ingrediant I guess.
Snape: Well I advise that you start to read the board more closely, Mr. Potter.
Harry: I've tried Professor. I've been trying to try my best at potions get all my homework done and still be nice to you. *Harry could feel his hate torwards Snape starting to return, although he did not want this to happen.
Snape: Well I apreciate that Potter, but... right now seeing that your potion has exploded and also got on my robes. It's becoming very hard for me to try and keep my temper down.
Harry: Well how hard do you think it's been for me trying to be nice to you, when i totally can not stand you!
*The class gasped! No on had ever been brave enough to stand up to Snape like that.*
Snape: Out Potter! Out! Get out of my class room before i decide to slip poison into your pumpkin juice at dinner. OUT!
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Later that night Severus stayed awake, lying in bed staring at the ceiling. Finaly he fell asleep.
He was awoken in the middle of the night ,however, by the sound of somwone or something tapping on his window. He climbed out of bed to see what was going on. Sitting on his windowsil was an owl staring up at him. Why in the world was he getting an owl in the middle of the night? He took the letter from the owl, then sat down on his bed to read it. He read it out loud to himself.
Snape:
Dear Severus, I am writing to you to pass on very important, yet very sad news. Your mother, has passed away from an illness that not even the finest doctors could cure. I did not know whether your mother and you have been in contact. Therefore I am writing this letter. I wish the best to you during this hard time of loss. Your mother will be truly missed. your uncle, Gregory.
*Slowly Severus folded his letter after reading it two more times. No, he thought to himself. I should have been there. I should have been there to see her one more time. I know that Sean was there. He must have been there. His brother Sean had always been the favorite. And although his mother denied it, it was obvious to anyone. Severus had lost touch with his family after taking the job at Hogwarts. They were all disapointed that he hadn't joined the ministry like his brother. Like his father. *
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*The next morning Severus rolled over in bed and looked at his watch.*
Snape: Almost nine. It's a good thing that it's Saturday. Dumbledore would have my head over this.
*He climbed out of bed, and got dressed. He then made his way down to the great hall for breakfast.*
Dumbledore: Good morning Severus.
Snape: Headmaster *he said while nodding slightly.*
* He sat down to eat, but then realized that he no longer was hungry. His mind was working and moving too fast for him to be able to enjoy his breakfast. So he excused himself and went outside into the garden to think. He was deep in thought not paying attention to any of his surroundings, when suddenly a voice interrupted his thoughts. *
Dumbeldore: Severus. I heard about your mother. It is a shame to see her go.
*Snape looked down avoiding Dumbledore's eyes. *
Dumbledore: I knew your mother very well. Did you know that? She was such a brilliant little student here at Hogwarts. *Pause* Look if you need to take some time off to go home and see your family, I'll give you as much as you need. Just say the word...
Snape: No. *Pause* I mean, no thank you sir. I think that it would be better if I stayed here at Hogwarts. * He walked away back up torwards the castle not looking at Dumbledore. *
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*Monday. Professor Snape is getting ready for his next potions class. He goes to open the door to over hear two second years talking. He paused and listened in.*
Student #1: I don't see why Dumbledore hired him in the first place. I mean, no one likes him. He's so mean, and rude.
Student #2: Snape! What kind of a name is that anyways?
Student #1: A name that belongs to an evil teacher, that's what kind it is.
*Both started to giggle. Slowly Snape opened the door to let the students enter the dungeon. He had known that he was the most hated teacher at Hogwarts, but for some reason, hearing this hit him hard. But he knew that is was true. But why was it true? He tried his best to get along with everyone. *
*Later that night he sat up awake in his room. Thinking. Then he wondered to himself, Why am I still here? My family hates me, the students hate me, and even I hate me. He looked over to his side to see a bunch of potions ingrediants. He though to himself, maybe I could just make me a little drink. Something with a little alcohol, just to make me feel better. But that wasn't the case. He drank, and drank, and drank. He got drunk, then passed out. He awoke the next morning to find vomit all around him. He went to reaise his head, but couldn't seem to. There was no way he was going to be able to teach today. His head felt as if it were about to explode. It pounded as if his heart were where his brain was. He finally picked himself off the floor, and got dressed. He went straight to Maddam Promfrey. The walk down there was peacful and quiet. None of the students were in the hall yet. He arrived at the hospital wing, then went to find Maddam Promfrey. *
Promfrey: Severus! You look aweful! What happened.
Snape: Ummm.... *he was ashamed to admit it. * Hangover. *He said it quiet as if anyone else might over hear him.
Promfrey: Oh. You know that if Dumbledore...
Snape: Yes Poppy! I know. Please you cant tell him. Please.
Promfrey: I'll give you something to drink for the vomiting, and headache.
Snape: Thank you Poppy. This means alot. *He took the Goblet from her and drank it. Then suddenly his headache was gone, and he didn't feel so sick anymore.* Thanks alot.
*He left the hospital wing and headed for the great hall for breakfast. By now the srudents would be heading there themselves. He entered to see all of the other staff sitting at the staff table, begining to eat their breakfasts. He sat down. Looking at the plate sat in front of him, he no longer felt sick because he was going to vomit, but sick because of the hunger he felt. He grabbed his fork and began to eat. After Breakfast he went down to his dungeon. He had a while before his first class of the day. He decided to go over his lesson plans. The time flew by. Before he knew it he heard students begining to appear outside of his class room. He knew that it was the 6 year Gryfindors and Slytherins.*
*The day passed slowly. He went through his classes feeling as though they would never get to dinner that night. But sure enough, he finished with his last class for the day. After dinner that night he went to his room to be alone. He sat down in a chair and stared into the fire. He stared blankly into the fire, without a thought in his head. Then he thought to himself, I want to die. He looked around his room. He wanted to put an end to everything. But how? He looked over amd saw his razor sitting on the side of his sink. That's how he would do it. He slowly brought the blade closer and closer to his wrist. And then... knock knock knock. Someone was at the door. He dropped the razor as if he was astonished at what he was doing. It was as if he hadn't been him at all.*
Snape: Who's there?!
Dumbledore: It is my Severus. Do you mind if I come in?
*Severus slowly got to his feet, not thinking to get rid of the razor. He opened the door to see Albus' face peering in. *
Dumbledore: Do you mind if I come in to have a talk with you?
Snape: Of course. Have a seat.
*Albus sat in a chair facing the fire.*
Dumbledore: I have heard Severus, that you had a hangover this morning, after consuming a large amount of alcohol last night....
*What? Why had Maddam Promfrey told on him? Severus felt his face getting hot with anger.*
Snape: Albus, I have no clue what you could be talking about...
Dumbledore: That's exactly what I told Maddam Promfrey. You've been with this school for so long. Why would you want to risk your job like that? I knew it were strickly rumor. But I just had to make sure... you know?
Snape: Look's as if Poppy hasn't got enough gossip to keep her busy, heh? *He felt his cheeks turn even more warm. He knew that he was blushing.*
Dumbledore: I guess not. Well good night Severus.
Snape: Good night Headmaster.
*He saw Albus out then went and sat on his bed. He then saw the razor on the floor. It was a miracle that he had not spotted it sitting right below the chair. Or did he happen to see it?
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ok thanx for reading this. i know its not very good, but i think its getting better! please review and tell me of any advice!! i could use it! lol. thanx for reading! dont forget to review it!!!! buh bye!!!