A/N: It's short, but hell, I don't even want to know where this story suddenly came from.
At Death's DoorPart 12: My Snake Ate My Homework
Rated: PG 13
Warning: Weird
"Mr Potter, may I inquire why you have not handed in your assignment. You knew your essay about transfiguring a table into a pig was due today." Professor McGonagall said sternly, while standing in front of said student's desk.
"I know professor, and I have finished it. I just can't find it." Harry said, while searching through his bag, books and notes, getting more and more frantic with the second. "I'm certain I put it in here this morning." He muttered.
After a few moments he stopped looking for it. "I'm sorry professor, I must have forgotten to pack it."
Her lips disappeared in a thin line and she scowled at him. He may be one of her better students, but he was distracted much too quickly nowadays. "You will have to retrieve it after class, but be sure not to let this happen again Mr Potter."
"Yes Professor." He answered meekly.
As professor McGonagall turned to walk back to the front of the classroom to start her lesson, Harry searched through his bag one more time, but he couldn't find his essay anywhere. And he had been so certain to neatly fold it and put it in between his transfiguration and DADA books to keep it in tip top condition too.
Now he had to resort to drastic measures. How low can you go? He actually had to ask his snake where his homework was.
"Guthrie, wake up." He very softly hissed into his bag, so no one could hear him, although Ron, who was sitting next to him, threw him a strange look. The redhead didn't like Guthrie very much and so didn't know Harry brought his snake to his classes.
"What isss it Harry?" Came the reply and a second later a small, dark green snake stuck his head out of his bag.
Guthrie had been a gift from Remus for his birthday and although not many people were fond of the idea of him owning a snake, there had been nothing they could do about it since the headmaster had allowed it.
"Have you seen the paper I was working on last night?"
"The one on which you ssspilled your drink?"
"You mean the one on which you ssspilled my drink. You were the one who knocked over my goblet, remember?"
"Ah, that one, well, uhm, you sssee..." Harry had actually never seen a snake at a loss for words before and the befuddled look on his small serpent's head looked really weird.
"Ssspit it out."
"I can't, I already digesssted it."
"YOU WHAT!"
"I was hungry." Guthrie defended himself.
MR POTTER, what is the meaning of this? I am trying to teach a class here and will not have you disrupt it to talk to your snake. A snake does not belong in this classroom unless we're changing it into something else and I very much doubt you would want that." Professor McGonagall almost shouted. She had been the one to object the strongest to Guthrie's presence in the school. After all, she was a Gryffindor through and through and she really didn't like the idea of a Slytherin mascot in her house.
"I'm sorry professor," He immediately changed back to English as he answered. "But well... apparently... Guthrie here... well..."
"What is it Mr Potter?" He could clearly see she was losing the little patience she had left, if he was going to say it, it had to be now.
"My snake ate my homework."
For a few seconds all was quiet, not a breath could be heard, but then the entire class burst out laughing.
But not professor McGonagall.
She was actually turning red in anger. Harry had never in all his time at Hogwarts seen her this angry, not even at Fudge after the third task, or when the aurors came for Hagrid. It was a very scary sight.
The transfiguration mistress pulled out her wand and pointed it straight at him with her hand trembling in rage.
"Never," Even her voice was wavering with held back emotions "have I ever, ever...." She seemed to be unable to find the words to express her anger. Damn, that was even more frightening than her yelling at him.
Instead of indeed yelling like he had expected, she waved her wand and muttered a spell.
At that moment she had done the exact thing that she had told the fake Moody never to do to a student, the exact thing she had never thought she would ever do herself.
She had transfigured Harry into something else.
A small rat to be precise.
The irony wouldn't have been lost on the boy if it hadn't been for the fact that he couldn't see what exactly he was for himself.
He looked up at all the enormous people and gigantic furniture in awe. He scuttled around his own bag, which had fallen on the ground, to try to get to his teacher in the hope she would have the heart to change him back.
He just forgot one thing....
Guthrie.
The snake came sliding out of the bag, hissing insults because she had landed quite hard and the DADA book, which had landed on top of him, was not one of the thinner books this year.
He immediately caught the smell and sight of the boy made rat and reacted accordingly.
Guthrie slid forward with lightning speed and a second later the rodent was eaten and swallowed by his own pet.
Harry Potter was no more.
What a way to go.
End Part 12.
Guthrie means War Serpent in Celtic/GaelicMy wonderful reviewers:
Miss-Aurelia: You gave me a brilliant idea for a story with your review, I'll write it an other time and tell you which one it is. And yes I'm planning on poisoning him, just have to think of a plotline to put it in. :::Evil Grin::: I'm thinking, maybe I'll have him eaten one more time... hmmm, what about the giant squid.... :::Wanders off plotting Harry's demise...... again.::: :)
LizzieCordano: Thanks and it's a very good and funny idea, but I don't think I can make an whole story out of it that doesn't resemble what I've written so far, but I'll see what I can do. :)
zuleika: I'm glad you liked it and thanks for the compliment. As for your teacher...well, it's true, too much fantasy can be unhealthy, just look at Harry, my fantasy sure isn't healthy for him. :) Those are some great ideas, splinching is already long planned, just think.... little pieces of Harry all over England, but I don't know about electrocuting, since there isn't any electricity in Hogwarts, and as for the poisoning well, just read Miss-Aurelia's review response, apparently more people want Harry to kick the bucket that way. Now to think of what horrible things happen to him when he is poisoned.... Purple huh?
Who wants to know?: Thank you very much and yes I try to update as much as I can, even when I'm working on some other fics. The only thing is, I only write for this story when inspiration hits me, so sometimes there are a few chapters close together and sometimes it takes a while.
Please review, I love reading them, that's why I put so much time in answering them.
