Right, where were we? Oh yes, they had potions first thing. Snape had told
them all what to do and was now wandering around the class listening to
people's thoughts. He passed Malfoy Crabbe and Goyle. Crabbe was singing a
song about cheese in his head and Goyle's mind was completely blank.
Malfoy's thoughts were a series of inaudible grumbles ranging from: 'Die
Harry Potter!' to: 'I feel like warm milk.'
'Funny,' though Snape, 'He doesn't look like warm milk.,.'
He snickered to himself, rather too loudly.
Upon looking at Harry, he could immediately see that his mind was not on his work, before he even read it. Harry was staring into space.
'That kiss was amazing. I never thought it would feel like that. Will we ever finish that conversation? Will we ever be honest with each other? Will I ever find out if my feelings are returned?
Why is he looking at me like that?'
"Professor can I help you?"
Without noticing, Snape had moved closer and closer to Harry, totally engrossed in his thoughts, and he was now standing on Harry's remarkably large shoes.
'Oh, um, sorry, er, good work Harry, carry on.,.'
Harry regarded him suspiciously for a moment, never having received this kind of praise from the potions master before. He soon got back to his Bubblejuice potion, and having lost his train of thought was now thinking stripy socks and multi-coloured-long-johns.
'Damn,' thought Snape, 'I never found who it was!'
'Um, Professor Snape?'
Snape whipped around.
'What is it?' he snapped at the timid looking third year, who had just entered the room, 'can't you see I'm teaching?'
'Um, Professor Dumbldore wishes to speak to Happy Rotter, I mean Harry Potter.' He gulped.
'Well, he'll have to see him after the lesson.'
Are you getting a strange sense of déjà vu?
'please sir, he says he has to come now. Right now.'
'Aaar!' growled Snape, reverting to Piratism in his fury, 'Fine! Take the boy! See if I care!' the final insult. Bum bum bum! [You know you''re going a bit mad when an apostrophe is the final insult.]
Harry and Bob (the third year) went up to Dumblydorrrrr's office
'Strawberry lollipops,' said Bob, and the Gaaaaaaaargoooyyyle did its thang, revealing the staircase of doooooom! No wait, to Dumbledore's abode.
'Up you go,' ordered Bob.
'Aren't.,. aren't you coming too?' asked Harry.
'Nah, I've got to get back to Herbology! Good luck!' [When he said the word 'Herbology!' he put both his arms out and shouted in a deep booming voice.]
As Harry ascended the spiral stair [like Spinal Tap only better] he wondered what an earth Dumbledore could want from him. [Hmm what indeed?] Just as he reached the top he heard a familiar voice requesting he enter the office. [bum bum BUM!]
'Wow!' thought Harry 'Magic! [Cheesy too!] how did he know I was here?'
Little did he know that Dumbledore had been saying this every five seconds since he sent Bob on his mission impossible [Dun dun der der dun dun duuuuh der dun dun der der dun dun der der DUN!] for effect.
Harry entered the room cautiously [like a particularly cautious snail-I was gonna say cat but ok-] and met with his headmaster's stoney gaze.
Dumbledore lowered his hands and surveyed Harry through his half-moon glasses.
'It is time to destroy the world! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha!' he boomed. 'nah, I'm just messin' wicha' He said in his best impression of a cool black man [and it has to be said his best really wasn't that good. Tut tut tut. Must watch more movies with cool black men in them.]
'It is time,' he tried again, 'for me to tell you what I should have told you fiiiiive yeeeaaars ago! Harry, please sit down. I am going to tell you everything.' He leaned forward surveyed Harry yet again! Except this time, it was OVER his half-moon glasses.
BUM BUM BUM! [Can you feel the tension????????]
*****
AN: Thank you to Faith [Reclusive Watermelon Angelrock] for typing this out for me, and adding her own special comments. That is why this chapter has something special that none of the others will have.
Luv U.
'Funny,' though Snape, 'He doesn't look like warm milk.,.'
He snickered to himself, rather too loudly.
Upon looking at Harry, he could immediately see that his mind was not on his work, before he even read it. Harry was staring into space.
'That kiss was amazing. I never thought it would feel like that. Will we ever finish that conversation? Will we ever be honest with each other? Will I ever find out if my feelings are returned?
Why is he looking at me like that?'
"Professor can I help you?"
Without noticing, Snape had moved closer and closer to Harry, totally engrossed in his thoughts, and he was now standing on Harry's remarkably large shoes.
'Oh, um, sorry, er, good work Harry, carry on.,.'
Harry regarded him suspiciously for a moment, never having received this kind of praise from the potions master before. He soon got back to his Bubblejuice potion, and having lost his train of thought was now thinking stripy socks and multi-coloured-long-johns.
'Damn,' thought Snape, 'I never found who it was!'
'Um, Professor Snape?'
Snape whipped around.
'What is it?' he snapped at the timid looking third year, who had just entered the room, 'can't you see I'm teaching?'
'Um, Professor Dumbldore wishes to speak to Happy Rotter, I mean Harry Potter.' He gulped.
'Well, he'll have to see him after the lesson.'
Are you getting a strange sense of déjà vu?
'please sir, he says he has to come now. Right now.'
'Aaar!' growled Snape, reverting to Piratism in his fury, 'Fine! Take the boy! See if I care!' the final insult. Bum bum bum! [You know you''re going a bit mad when an apostrophe is the final insult.]
Harry and Bob (the third year) went up to Dumblydorrrrr's office
'Strawberry lollipops,' said Bob, and the Gaaaaaaaargoooyyyle did its thang, revealing the staircase of doooooom! No wait, to Dumbledore's abode.
'Up you go,' ordered Bob.
'Aren't.,. aren't you coming too?' asked Harry.
'Nah, I've got to get back to Herbology! Good luck!' [When he said the word 'Herbology!' he put both his arms out and shouted in a deep booming voice.]
As Harry ascended the spiral stair [like Spinal Tap only better] he wondered what an earth Dumbledore could want from him. [Hmm what indeed?] Just as he reached the top he heard a familiar voice requesting he enter the office. [bum bum BUM!]
'Wow!' thought Harry 'Magic! [Cheesy too!] how did he know I was here?'
Little did he know that Dumbledore had been saying this every five seconds since he sent Bob on his mission impossible [Dun dun der der dun dun duuuuh der dun dun der der dun dun der der DUN!] for effect.
Harry entered the room cautiously [like a particularly cautious snail-I was gonna say cat but ok-] and met with his headmaster's stoney gaze.
Dumbledore lowered his hands and surveyed Harry through his half-moon glasses.
'It is time to destroy the world! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha!' he boomed. 'nah, I'm just messin' wicha' He said in his best impression of a cool black man [and it has to be said his best really wasn't that good. Tut tut tut. Must watch more movies with cool black men in them.]
'It is time,' he tried again, 'for me to tell you what I should have told you fiiiiive yeeeaaars ago! Harry, please sit down. I am going to tell you everything.' He leaned forward surveyed Harry yet again! Except this time, it was OVER his half-moon glasses.
BUM BUM BUM! [Can you feel the tension????????]
*****
AN: Thank you to Faith [Reclusive Watermelon Angelrock] for typing this out for me, and adding her own special comments. That is why this chapter has something special that none of the others will have.
Luv U.