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VALENTINE'S DAY FOR SEVERUS SNAPE
CHAPTER TWO: PINK
Severus groaned, as Albus Dumbledore led him inside the hall. Severus closed his eyes, blocking out the Great Hall's valentine décor. Flying hearts with wings were flowing down from the ceiling, that was enchanted to the colors of, Severus gulped, pink and red. The hearts disappeared with a pop when it landed with a soft thud on the floor, now covered with pink, red and white balloons. But, as if the Great Hall's more than festive look was not enough, Severus glimpsed the special Valentine's day Breakfast feast. The house tables, even the Teacher's table was gone, to be replaced by, literally, hundreds of small, round tables. Each table, Severus had seen, could seat three people ONLY. Something was definitely going to happen today, and Severus knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that this whatever this was going to be, was torment to him.
"Severus?" a concerned voice asked, shaking him slightly.
Severus opened his eyes, and thought he wore pink glasses. He checked, placing his hands on his face. He was wearing rose-tinted glasses. He looked around, looking past one Albus Dumbledore, and could feel live anger boiling down somewhere, under all his. . . and he did not want to admit this . . . fear. He suddenly gasped, very loudly, and thought he would SCREAM.
NOT ONLY WAS EVERYTHING IN THE GREAT HALL PINK, BUT EVERYONE WAS WEARING PINK ROBES WITH. . . . HEART IMPRINTS
With everyone, it included him. His lip quivered, as he looked down, and suddenly felt his knees weaken. HE TOO WAS WEARING PINK ROBES. . . WITH. . . A GIANT CUPID-SHOOTING AN ARROW PICTURE IN FRONT. The cupid looked up at him and winked, shooting one of his arrows that whisked through the folds of his robes and disappeared from his sight.
Severus felt very weak.
"Severus!" Another voice, and Severus knew who's, said coming towards him.
Minerva made her way through the crowd of students separating them. The students, Severus noticed with a huge scowl, were popping heart-balloons, only to see another balloon 'pop' into existence to replace the other one. It was still raining hearts, and the younger students were playing around with them, trying to catch as many as they could before they all disappeared.
"Isn't this just WONDERFUL?" Minerva asked, appearing beside Severus and Albus, her pointy hat a particularly vibrant shade of carnation pink.
She was wearing pink spectacles to match her totally pink robes with dancing hearts imprinted on them.
Severus grit his teeth. "You helped with this. . . Minerva?" Severus had almost let slip a disgusting word he would have used to describe the scene.
"Yes, I did, Albus and I had been planning for. . months." Her eyes twinkled, strangely and Severus felt the urge to take a step back. Planning, he thought his face twitching, for months?!
"Really? A lot of trouble for one occasion, isn't it?"
"Well, you know," Albus answered, eyes bright. "Valentines day is a favorite of ours."
"I could not tell, headmaster." Severus answered sarcastically, waving a hand behind him, which caused a few flying-hearts to lose their course before dropping to earth with a thud-pop.
"Tell me, Albus," Severus gulped. "What do you have planned for this year?"
"Oh, you shall see, Severus. . . you shall see." Severus' scowl deepened and he was close to a nervous breakdown. He watched as a Ravenclaw girl and a Hufflepuff boy pop another balloon and golden powder sprinkle on them. Instantly, they acquired a dreamy look and looked at each other, blushing madly. Severus' heart stopped, seriously, for a second, as the he watched the pair hold hands shyly. MERLIN! He cried, as the golden powder-turned-cloud disappear into the atmosphere. HOW MANY BALLOONS HAVE THESE CHILDREN POPPED?! He heard a couple more popping sounds from the distance. A few more balloons were popped, by seventh year Gryffindors.
Severus' eyes widened into saucers.
Love Powder Hormonal Teenagers = HELL
Severus did not need his intellect to figure this out, and quickly, he conjured up a handkerchief and held it up to his face. He will not be turned into a blubbering love-sick-fool in front of a school full of students and teachers. Slowly, and Severus thanked the rose-colored robes that hid him from Albus' sight, he made his way to the double doors. If his robes had not been black, he would have stuck out like a sore thumb.
On his way, he saw a Gryffindor sixth year bend down to kiss a Ravenclaw fifth year, as another 'pop' erupted above them.
"Randy Shellton!" Severus' voice startled the Gryffindor. "What were you about to do?!"
"Kiss Miss Dreconhart, Professor." Randy answered dreamily, as though it was the most obvious and logical thing to do in the world.
"YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING?!" Severus bellowed.
"But, professor." Miss Dreconhart interrupted. "THEY'RE doing it!" she pointed towards a kissing couple on a wall that Severus had failed to notice.
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Draco thought he saw Snape's ears actually emitting steam when he caught him making out with. . . Ginny Weasley.-------------------
Seeing Draco fall into the power of the glittering gold powder was the last straw. Severus had to get out of that hall.He finally reached the double doors, but found that they had been sealed. MERLIN!!! He was about to blow-up the doors when he heard Albus' voice booming out over the crowd.
Albus walked the length of the great hall, and stood on a small platform that he conjured.
"Students!"
A sudden hush, all eyes fixing on Dumbledore, curious as hell to know what's been planned. . . and how they were going to eat.
"Happy Valentine's Day!"
"Happy Valentine's Day!" the students returned, cheerful and disgustingly dreamy.
Severus growled. Speak for yourselves. . .
"This year, our Valentine's day will be quite special! I see you have been affected with the temporary-love potions in the balloons!"
Shouldn't that senile old man be outlawed?! Giving love potion to children! Severus thought savagely, sniffing at the air and sneezing into his handkerchief. He felt strangely light headed. . .
Albus continued. "Do not worry, the effects will ware off in three hours time." The students did not appear to have heard. "Now, I suspect you are all hungry?" there was more than a murmur of consent. "So, we will have our special Valentine's day breakfast, and I will apologize for its delay."
"Three people only for each table, as you can see. FOR BREAKFAST, HOUSES MAY MINGLE! THERE ARE NO GRYFFINDORS, HUFFLEPUFFS, RAVENCLAWS OR SLYTHERINS! To each his own!" there was an applause from the audience, a very loud applause complete with cat calls. "Members of the staff will also be allowed to mingle. Today, everyone is equal, after all--" Severus felt his innards crumble into an indistinguishable pulp in the bottom of his stomach. "Everyone is a player in the game of Love."
The assembly separated, everyone moving into a table, three to three. Severus watched as the tables filled, as the teachers seated with students, and found that it was difficult to see the staff already.
His head still felt. . . odd. . . he could not figure out what exactly was wrong. He moved to an unoccupied table, reaching out for a chair, when another pair of hands collided with his at the back of the same chair.
"So sorry, professor!" Hermione Granger said, grinning.
Et too, Granger? Severus wanted to say.
"I couldn't find an empty table, and. . . Ron and Harry are over there, seated with Malfoy." She gestured lazily behind her, and Severus turned to see Weasley and Potter, both grinning, at Malfoy who looked. . . Severus could not believe it, but it was true. . . . terrified.
"do you mind if I sit with you?" She turned to him, hand still on the back of the chair he was claiming.
"Of course not, Granger." He let go of the seat and took the other in the little table.
They sat and were joined, later, with a confused Ginny.
"Harry and Ron just stole Draco." She stated, looking horrified. Hermione didn't even flinch.
"Yes. They stole Malfoy. . ." she said.
Obviously, Granger was affected by the Temporary Love-potion, but was this Weasley affected too? She did not seem as dreamy as the others, in fact, she looked . . . sane compared to Granger who was uncharacteristically twirling a strand of her hair between her fingers, and looking at. . . . Severus Snape.
"Granger." Severus said, noticing the way she licked her lips while looking at. . . . . er. . . . under the table.
She seemed to snap out of whatever trance she was in, as she looked up at him and blinked. . .once. . . twice. . . thrice. . .
"er. . .Professor?" she answered, still with an uncommonly thick voice.
"Yes. ." Severus was beginning to become. . . . scared of his predicament. . . . in a hall. . .. full of rabid hormone-induced-sex-craving-temporary- love-potion-dazed-women.
"may I kiss you?"