Chapter 3: Neville Longbottom Serves A Very Interesting Detention
The heavy black door to Snape's office swung open. "Simply astonishing, how you've managed to be only ONE minute late this time, Longbottom. Come in." Snape said, glaring down at Neville, who timidly crept past his professor, cowering. "Listen, Longbottom. Tonight will be a ... special detention." Snape said, as he closed the door and swept away past Neville into his office. "A good, good friend of mine is visiting me tonight, and I can not allow my social life to suffer under your mind boggling incompetence, so he will be joining us, and you are not to be in our way. Understood?" He slowly sank down into a chair, still glaring at Neville with contempt in his black eyes.
"Yes, sir." Neville said, trembling slightly.
"Good." Snape said. The door swung open again. Neville gulped, as he saw Lucius Malfoy looming in the doorway. "Meet our companion for the evening; Mr Neville Longbottom." Snape said, raising his eyebrows and indicating Neville, who was currently attempting to assess what the reigning emotion was in his mind; fear, or anger.
Lucius' cold blue eyes found Neville. A slight smile appeared on his face. "Pleased to meet you..Neville," he said, walking slowly and haughtily towards Neville.
"P....pleased to meet you, sir," Neville replied, gazing up at the tall, intimidating man.
Lucius bent down quickly, his face now directly in front of Neville's. "Tell me, Neville.." he drawled. Neville started, as a packet of biscuits suddenly appeared before his eyes. A malicious glint flickered in Lucius' eyes "Tell me...would you like to play soggy biscuit?"
The heavy black door to Snape's office swung open. "Simply astonishing, how you've managed to be only ONE minute late this time, Longbottom. Come in." Snape said, glaring down at Neville, who timidly crept past his professor, cowering. "Listen, Longbottom. Tonight will be a ... special detention." Snape said, as he closed the door and swept away past Neville into his office. "A good, good friend of mine is visiting me tonight, and I can not allow my social life to suffer under your mind boggling incompetence, so he will be joining us, and you are not to be in our way. Understood?" He slowly sank down into a chair, still glaring at Neville with contempt in his black eyes.
"Yes, sir." Neville said, trembling slightly.
"Good." Snape said. The door swung open again. Neville gulped, as he saw Lucius Malfoy looming in the doorway. "Meet our companion for the evening; Mr Neville Longbottom." Snape said, raising his eyebrows and indicating Neville, who was currently attempting to assess what the reigning emotion was in his mind; fear, or anger.
Lucius' cold blue eyes found Neville. A slight smile appeared on his face. "Pleased to meet you..Neville," he said, walking slowly and haughtily towards Neville.
"P....pleased to meet you, sir," Neville replied, gazing up at the tall, intimidating man.
Lucius bent down quickly, his face now directly in front of Neville's. "Tell me, Neville.." he drawled. Neville started, as a packet of biscuits suddenly appeared before his eyes. A malicious glint flickered in Lucius' eyes "Tell me...would you like to play soggy biscuit?"