Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Thank you ur best friend (sadly, I don't know who my "best friend" is.), grated cheese, AdGe, Sylvan Tears, FirePyro, moony night for reviewing. And I also must say that I have nothing against gay people in advance before anyone starts jumping on me accusing me of being against gays.
*Bonus cookies and peaches to everyone*
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Chapter 9 - Snape's Secret
Hermione headed back towards the Gryffindor common room. She replayed the moment inside her head. Ron ... sobbing on the shoulder of Draco Malfoy... they were, well, EMBRACING, no? She gasped. Were they gay and she didn't even know?
She learned new things everyday.
But most of them were from books or whatnot.
Dismissing the horrid realization, Hermione once again began to study her Geometry.
Meanwhile, Draco was trying to pry and unusually strong-gripped Ron off of him.
"Look what you made happen! Now Hermione thinks that I'm gay ... with you!"
Ron gasped.
"What would EVER make her think that?" he asked, still teary-eyed and hugging Draco tightly.
"Well, I don't know, what do you suppose?" answered Draco sarcastically, "Now get the hell off me you stupid baboon!"
Ron sadly let go and walked away, muttering how it wasn't HIS fault that he was emotionally unstable.
Professor Snape sat in his desk, in the empty Potions room. His next class was still a good 30 minutes away. Looking around, making sure no one was there, he quickly dove into his desk and took out ...
Barbie, Ken, and their friends.
He never told anyone, nor did anyone know, but Professor Snape had a strange liking for Barbie and dolls. He liked to brush Barbie's hair. Maybe that's why he kept his sort of lengthy... maybe that's why he kept staring at Professor Dumbledore's long beard... Anyway. Today Snape pretended that Barbie and her friends were going to the beach.
"Hey Barbie!" he said in his best *Ken-like* voice.
"Hey Ken!" (high-pitched squeal)
"Want to go to the beach?" (Low *Ken-voice*)
"Oka --
Hermione burst into the potions room, wanting to ask some questions about their next assignment. She caught a very shocked-looking Snape holding Barbie in one hand, Ken in the other, wide-eyed, and very surprised. Snape quickly disguised his surprised-look with his usual snarl, and said very coolly, "I confiscated these from some idiots in my last class."
'Right,' thought Hermione, 'And that's why I heard you acting out the beach scene.'
'Hmm,' thought Snape hurredly, 'She doesn't seem to buy it. Better zap her and make sure no one finds out.'
Snape zapped Hermione.
Hermione fell over. Snape moved Hermione into the Hospital Wing with a simple spell.
"Whew," sighed Snape, "That was a close one."
With that, he resumed the beach scene, this time with Ken asking Barbie AND her friends to go to the beach with him.
Draco strided down the corridors, swaying his shoulders, with his pals Crabbe and Goyle, whom were acting like bodyguards: Arms crossed, head down, with a sinister expression on their waxy faces. Draco was on a mission to explain to Hermione that he WASN'T gay, and that he, well, sort of liked - didn't hate her as much as before.
*****
Sorry that was so short, but I can't write much now. I must study for finals. I don't know when the next update will be; maybe real soon, or maybe real later. Who knows. Anyways, thanks to everyone who reads this.
A/N: Thank you ur best friend (sadly, I don't know who my "best friend" is.), grated cheese, AdGe, Sylvan Tears, FirePyro, moony night for reviewing. And I also must say that I have nothing against gay people in advance before anyone starts jumping on me accusing me of being against gays.
*Bonus cookies and peaches to everyone*
*****
Chapter 9 - Snape's Secret
Hermione headed back towards the Gryffindor common room. She replayed the moment inside her head. Ron ... sobbing on the shoulder of Draco Malfoy... they were, well, EMBRACING, no? She gasped. Were they gay and she didn't even know?
She learned new things everyday.
But most of them were from books or whatnot.
Dismissing the horrid realization, Hermione once again began to study her Geometry.
Meanwhile, Draco was trying to pry and unusually strong-gripped Ron off of him.
"Look what you made happen! Now Hermione thinks that I'm gay ... with you!"
Ron gasped.
"What would EVER make her think that?" he asked, still teary-eyed and hugging Draco tightly.
"Well, I don't know, what do you suppose?" answered Draco sarcastically, "Now get the hell off me you stupid baboon!"
Ron sadly let go and walked away, muttering how it wasn't HIS fault that he was emotionally unstable.
Professor Snape sat in his desk, in the empty Potions room. His next class was still a good 30 minutes away. Looking around, making sure no one was there, he quickly dove into his desk and took out ...
Barbie, Ken, and their friends.
He never told anyone, nor did anyone know, but Professor Snape had a strange liking for Barbie and dolls. He liked to brush Barbie's hair. Maybe that's why he kept his sort of lengthy... maybe that's why he kept staring at Professor Dumbledore's long beard... Anyway. Today Snape pretended that Barbie and her friends were going to the beach.
"Hey Barbie!" he said in his best *Ken-like* voice.
"Hey Ken!" (high-pitched squeal)
"Want to go to the beach?" (Low *Ken-voice*)
"Oka --
Hermione burst into the potions room, wanting to ask some questions about their next assignment. She caught a very shocked-looking Snape holding Barbie in one hand, Ken in the other, wide-eyed, and very surprised. Snape quickly disguised his surprised-look with his usual snarl, and said very coolly, "I confiscated these from some idiots in my last class."
'Right,' thought Hermione, 'And that's why I heard you acting out the beach scene.'
'Hmm,' thought Snape hurredly, 'She doesn't seem to buy it. Better zap her and make sure no one finds out.'
Snape zapped Hermione.
Hermione fell over. Snape moved Hermione into the Hospital Wing with a simple spell.
"Whew," sighed Snape, "That was a close one."
With that, he resumed the beach scene, this time with Ken asking Barbie AND her friends to go to the beach with him.
Draco strided down the corridors, swaying his shoulders, with his pals Crabbe and Goyle, whom were acting like bodyguards: Arms crossed, head down, with a sinister expression on their waxy faces. Draco was on a mission to explain to Hermione that he WASN'T gay, and that he, well, sort of liked - didn't hate her as much as before.
*****
Sorry that was so short, but I can't write much now. I must study for finals. I don't know when the next update will be; maybe real soon, or maybe real later. Who knows. Anyways, thanks to everyone who reads this.