I split this chapter in two, so now I'm done chapter twenty six as well!
Read on, sorry if it's short.
Oh, and by the way, Betty Ann, it's one thing for you to diss me and my
story, but if you make any comments about Remusgurrl, I'll take it that
you're just jealous because she's got a lot BETTER stories than you could
EVER write. {Yes, I've read them. They're actually very good.} You are a
very immature person, trying to gain attention from others by what you call
"part of the game" Criticism is part of the game, yes, but droning on and
on about how CRAPPY my story is has nothing to do with criticism. That's
just childish.
There, now that I got all my maturity out of me, YOU'RE JUST A FUCKING SNOT WITH A SHITTY LIFE. I will from now on ignore you.
Chapter # 25
Dumbledore gazed at the students that remained in the hall, somehow feeling that this idea might work. Mcgonagall had her doubts, but, well, they would try it.
"Now, I apologize for making you anxious. And I will tell you what the staff have come to agree with. There will be dances at special times of the year, for example, Christmas, or perhaps New years Day." He said cheerfully. Few students were disappointed. Most of them cheered and clapped, pleased that they would have some fun this year rather than working and being bored all the time.
"Well, that makes stuff a bit better." Fred muttered. George smiled.
"Sure does." He answered. Hermione glanced at Fred, who seemed slightly disappointed.
"Oh, cheer up, Fred." She said lightly, stifling a yawn. Fred stared at her, then chuckled.
"You were the one so down in the dumps earlier." He shot back.
"Well, I'm not anymore." Hermione answered, then quieted as Dumbledore began to speak again.
"However, these dances will be carefully watched for any unnecessary behavior. Now, off you go. There will be a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow, and you can get anything you need there." The headmaster finished. Hermione stood up with the other Gryffindors and caught up with Harry Ron and Ginny.
"So, what do you think about this?" Harry asked cheerily. Hermione shrugged.
"I suppose it's alright." She said absentmindedly.
"Well, I don't see why on earth Dumbledore is worried about anything bad happening. It's been a rather normal year so far." Ron added curiously.
"I know what you mean." Harry said with a laugh. "And believe me, I'm grateful for that. Although, it's rather odd, being Voldemort just returned, that everything is so quiet."
"Yeah." Ginny murmured. "It's kinda unnerving that he's out there, just waiting or something."
"Unnerving? It's downright disturbing!" Ron said loudly. Several people glanced at him and snickered to themselves.
"Well, some things could be going on unnoticed." Hermione said skeptically. "There's probably something going on, just nobody knows yet." Harry nodded, seeing her logic in the case.
And indeed, not everything was quiet and content in the wizarding world…..
{scary music starts playing}
"What! You mean to tell me he KNOWS that I'm aware of his double-agent
role?" Voldemort demanded, slamming his fist on the table. Lucious
grimaced.
"I didn't say he knows for sure, but I think he's rather suspicious."
"I need him here, Lucius. He is far too valuable to lose because of some slippery little prick! Who will complete the potion? And who else has such close ties to Hogwarts? Severus Snape is the only living psychic twin, besides his brother, who, might I add, is supposedly dead!" Voldemort snarled. He was furious that Snape had caught on. Well, maybe he hadn't, but he suspected something.
"I don't think you need to worry about his brother. From what I've made of the situation, the man is huddled up in the forest, lost, alone, hungry, and insane." Lucius said calmly. But His master exploded at him again.
"If he is out there, alive, I want him here!" He screamed, pulling his wand out and aiming it at Lucius. "I don't think I've made myself very clear, Mr. Malfoy. I need those two wizards. Together, their power can either thwart me, or help me rule the wizarding world and destroy the muggle one." Voldemort finished in a deadly calm voice.
"Yes, My lord. But, what about Harry Potter? Do you not have plans for him?"
"Lucius, you are not bright enough to see my logic, are you? When my dear little Harry finds out that his father is alive, we will kidnap James and Severus. I will try to persuade them, but, if that does not work, being Harry will undoubtedly come after his daddy dearest, we will threaten to kill the boy if those two do not help." Voldemort said softly. Lucius frowned. Not the perfect plan, but he shouldn't doubt his master. The dark Lord laughed and dismissed Lucius with a quick wave of his hand.
"Oh Hermione, I love you! You light up my life, someday I promise, you'll be my wife!" Severus threw a quill right at the man and it hit him in the head. James closed his mouth and glared across the table. Severus resumed marking essays
"Would you shut up! And if you do sing, please sing about something other than your infatuation with one of my students!" Severus snapped.
"Severus, you smell like bubotubar pus!'"
"Come here." Severus growled. "So I can hurt you. Severely." James grinned.
"Oh, I crack myself up sometimes." He said with a snicker.
"Oh yeah, you're just a riot." Severus muttered. "You're lucky I don't kick you out, back into that forest." James stopped laughing.
"Sorry. Just a joke, man. Just a joke."
"Apology accepted." Severus answered, then, just for the hell of it, sang snidely. "Prongs, he likes to wear thongs!" James' face turned a tinge bit red.
"That's not funny, you know. That's just mean!" Severus rolled his eyes.
"And you're never mean to me. Nope, you're always so nice to me." He muttered, ever the sarcastic Snape. James grinned.
"Grumpy old snarker you are." He murmured, watching as his enemy started marking the essays once more.
There, now that I got all my maturity out of me, YOU'RE JUST A FUCKING SNOT WITH A SHITTY LIFE. I will from now on ignore you.
Chapter # 25
Dumbledore gazed at the students that remained in the hall, somehow feeling that this idea might work. Mcgonagall had her doubts, but, well, they would try it.
"Now, I apologize for making you anxious. And I will tell you what the staff have come to agree with. There will be dances at special times of the year, for example, Christmas, or perhaps New years Day." He said cheerfully. Few students were disappointed. Most of them cheered and clapped, pleased that they would have some fun this year rather than working and being bored all the time.
"Well, that makes stuff a bit better." Fred muttered. George smiled.
"Sure does." He answered. Hermione glanced at Fred, who seemed slightly disappointed.
"Oh, cheer up, Fred." She said lightly, stifling a yawn. Fred stared at her, then chuckled.
"You were the one so down in the dumps earlier." He shot back.
"Well, I'm not anymore." Hermione answered, then quieted as Dumbledore began to speak again.
"However, these dances will be carefully watched for any unnecessary behavior. Now, off you go. There will be a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow, and you can get anything you need there." The headmaster finished. Hermione stood up with the other Gryffindors and caught up with Harry Ron and Ginny.
"So, what do you think about this?" Harry asked cheerily. Hermione shrugged.
"I suppose it's alright." She said absentmindedly.
"Well, I don't see why on earth Dumbledore is worried about anything bad happening. It's been a rather normal year so far." Ron added curiously.
"I know what you mean." Harry said with a laugh. "And believe me, I'm grateful for that. Although, it's rather odd, being Voldemort just returned, that everything is so quiet."
"Yeah." Ginny murmured. "It's kinda unnerving that he's out there, just waiting or something."
"Unnerving? It's downright disturbing!" Ron said loudly. Several people glanced at him and snickered to themselves.
"Well, some things could be going on unnoticed." Hermione said skeptically. "There's probably something going on, just nobody knows yet." Harry nodded, seeing her logic in the case.
And indeed, not everything was quiet and content in the wizarding world…..
{scary music starts playing}
"What! You mean to tell me he KNOWS that I'm aware of his double-agent
role?" Voldemort demanded, slamming his fist on the table. Lucious
grimaced.
"I didn't say he knows for sure, but I think he's rather suspicious."
"I need him here, Lucius. He is far too valuable to lose because of some slippery little prick! Who will complete the potion? And who else has such close ties to Hogwarts? Severus Snape is the only living psychic twin, besides his brother, who, might I add, is supposedly dead!" Voldemort snarled. He was furious that Snape had caught on. Well, maybe he hadn't, but he suspected something.
"I don't think you need to worry about his brother. From what I've made of the situation, the man is huddled up in the forest, lost, alone, hungry, and insane." Lucius said calmly. But His master exploded at him again.
"If he is out there, alive, I want him here!" He screamed, pulling his wand out and aiming it at Lucius. "I don't think I've made myself very clear, Mr. Malfoy. I need those two wizards. Together, their power can either thwart me, or help me rule the wizarding world and destroy the muggle one." Voldemort finished in a deadly calm voice.
"Yes, My lord. But, what about Harry Potter? Do you not have plans for him?"
"Lucius, you are not bright enough to see my logic, are you? When my dear little Harry finds out that his father is alive, we will kidnap James and Severus. I will try to persuade them, but, if that does not work, being Harry will undoubtedly come after his daddy dearest, we will threaten to kill the boy if those two do not help." Voldemort said softly. Lucius frowned. Not the perfect plan, but he shouldn't doubt his master. The dark Lord laughed and dismissed Lucius with a quick wave of his hand.
"Oh Hermione, I love you! You light up my life, someday I promise, you'll be my wife!" Severus threw a quill right at the man and it hit him in the head. James closed his mouth and glared across the table. Severus resumed marking essays
"Would you shut up! And if you do sing, please sing about something other than your infatuation with one of my students!" Severus snapped.
"Severus, you smell like bubotubar pus!'"
"Come here." Severus growled. "So I can hurt you. Severely." James grinned.
"Oh, I crack myself up sometimes." He said with a snicker.
"Oh yeah, you're just a riot." Severus muttered. "You're lucky I don't kick you out, back into that forest." James stopped laughing.
"Sorry. Just a joke, man. Just a joke."
"Apology accepted." Severus answered, then, just for the hell of it, sang snidely. "Prongs, he likes to wear thongs!" James' face turned a tinge bit red.
"That's not funny, you know. That's just mean!" Severus rolled his eyes.
"And you're never mean to me. Nope, you're always so nice to me." He muttered, ever the sarcastic Snape. James grinned.
"Grumpy old snarker you are." He murmured, watching as his enemy started marking the essays once more.
