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you have still kept interested. This story is dedicated to all of my
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SEVERUS SNAPE, COMPUTER HACKER Chapter Three: Snape Gets the Hook-up
Snape turned the computer on and glared at the friendly welcome message. Once it was gone, he connected to HogwartsNet and entered Hermione's Screech-Mail to reread the odd letter. Again and again his eyes scanned the document. [.for a while now, I've been hoping that he'll stop hating me.]
"Unlikely," he snarled with a snort.
[And on top of that, he's dead sexy.]
Snape frowned at this. No one had ever said anything like that about him, had they? No.not that he knew of. He looked at the sentence once more, a sullen pout upon his lips. Then, on the screen of the computer, to his surprise, appeared a hand. It didn't look like the rest of the graphics, but rather as if it was.behind the screen. Snape was even more surprised when the hand reached through the glass, followed by an arm, elbow, shoulder and then a face. The face of Harry Potter. Harry pulled Snape's face towards him, softly brushing his tender lips against Snape's-
"Oh, Merlin!"
Severus Snape sat up in bed as fast as a bolt of lightning. He couldn't get the Screech-Mail out of his head. Harry Potter, THE HARRY POTTER, thought that he was sexy. And on top of that he hoped that he wouldn't be hated any more! Preposterous! Never in infinity! Severus Snape wanted nothing to do with the man.
Man? Not boy? .No, man was the word. Harry was no longer a boy. This was altogether distressing. How to clear his mind of Harry's deep, green eyes, mischievous smile (not unlike his own at that age), and forming that smile.those rosebud lips.
"STOP IT, MAN!" Snape shouted at himself. He was all at once aware of the deadly quietness of his chambers. He couldn't stand it.
*****
"Up, Mr Pincher. Follow me."
Elton stared up at his head of house through mostly closed eyelids.
"Pardon?"
"You heard me. Up."
Elton sat up and looked around the dormitory. All the other Slytherin 6th years were fast asleep. He slid his feet into his slippers and stood up, following Snape into the common room. They sat down, Elton trying his best to hold up his head.
"Do you mind.erm.what time is it?"
"Six o'clock in the morning."
"The sun isn't up yet."
"I am very aware of that, Mr Pincher. Any more obvious remarks I need to hear?"
"No sir."
There was a dragging silence while Snape lit a fire in the vicinity of the fireplace and glared into it. Elton cleared his throat nervously.
"Have you even been asleep, Professor Snape?"
Snape's eyes snapped over to the speaker.
"That's a rather bold question. I think most would call that prying."
"Sorry, sir. I didn't mean anything."
"Stop sniveling. I need you to get me a computer."
Elton took a few moments to process this. "You want a computer?"
"No." Snape shoved his head in his hands. "I'm just asking for one for the FUN OF IT! You imbecile!"
Elton fully woke up at that moment.
"It's no problem, sir. I can have my father send one to you. It's just a matter of time and money."
"Money is of no consequence. I need it as soon as possible. And you are to breathe a word of this to no one."
"Yes sir."
"You may go back to bed, Pincher."
"Yes sir."
"And Pincher-"
"Yes?"
"You will start tutoring as soon as it arrives."
Elton paused in confusion. "But Potions is my top cla-"
Snape sighed. "My tutoring. Do go back to bed."
Elton nodded with understanding. "Yes sir."
*****
The package arrived three days later and Snape wasted no time in setting it up in his main chambers. As soon as dinner was over he snagged Elton, who was trying his best to hide, in the hall.
"I need you to find out something for me. Are you listening carefully?"
Elton nodded, putting on his best game face. Inside he was figuratively wetting his trousers.
"Get Ms Granger alone and find out how she made the box that powers her computer. I need every detail you can get. Use a double agent.wheedle it out of her.I really don't care how, short of extreme violence. Do you think you can do that without bumbling it up?"
Elton nodded because he couldn't have said 'no' even if he had wanted to.
"Good. You have two days."
As the potion master stalked down the hall, Elton gulped.
"Two days?"
*****
That night at dinner, Ron was not very happy. The reason was about ten feet away from where he and Harry sat at the Gryffindor table. Hermione was talking to another guy.
"What does he think he's doing," muttered Ron, stabbing his chicken an alarming number of times. "Look at him, he's chatting her up, and she's smiling and laughing...I just can't stand it."
"Ron, just because he asked to speak to her for a moment doesn't mean he's 'chatting her up.'"
"He's a dirty Slytherin...they only want one thing from a girl..."
...
"...I was wondering if you could tell me about something." Elton smiled shyly at Hermione.
"Of course, but you have to tell me what you want to know first."
"I heard from Pansy Parkinson that you have a computer. I was curious to know how you power it."
Hermione bit her bottom lip. He was a Slytherin, but Elton was also very nice and had never been known to be a scoundrel. "Well...I suppose I can tell you that..."
...
"...dirty, rotten, snake tongued-"
"Watch was you say about snake tongues," Harry warned.
"Oh, sorry."
A moment later, Hermione joined them. She smiled brightly at Ron.
"What are you boys talking about," she asked.
"What were you talking about," Ron shot back. Hermione glanced at Harry with a knowing look.
"A possible date," she told him.
Ron turned red at the thought, "That dirty, rotten-"
"He was asking about the computer," Hermione quickly interrupted. "It turns out his father works with computers and he was curious. That's all."
Ron was still red.
Harry leaned over. "You have to admit that Elton is rather nice for a Slytherin," he helpfully added.
*****
"Did you get the information?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. No- don't turn around. Pretend that you're just resting against the wall. Can you help me build a power box?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. How did you get the information from Granger?"
"I asked her nicely."
...
"I hadn't considered that as a possibility."
...
...
...
"Sir, why are you hiding behind a gargoyle?"
*****
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!
Thanks again if you are still reading this a for being patient with me!!!!! Kisses to you all!!!!!!!
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SEVERUS SNAPE, COMPUTER HACKER Chapter Three: Snape Gets the Hook-up
Snape turned the computer on and glared at the friendly welcome message. Once it was gone, he connected to HogwartsNet and entered Hermione's Screech-Mail to reread the odd letter. Again and again his eyes scanned the document. [.for a while now, I've been hoping that he'll stop hating me.]
"Unlikely," he snarled with a snort.
[And on top of that, he's dead sexy.]
Snape frowned at this. No one had ever said anything like that about him, had they? No.not that he knew of. He looked at the sentence once more, a sullen pout upon his lips. Then, on the screen of the computer, to his surprise, appeared a hand. It didn't look like the rest of the graphics, but rather as if it was.behind the screen. Snape was even more surprised when the hand reached through the glass, followed by an arm, elbow, shoulder and then a face. The face of Harry Potter. Harry pulled Snape's face towards him, softly brushing his tender lips against Snape's-
"Oh, Merlin!"
Severus Snape sat up in bed as fast as a bolt of lightning. He couldn't get the Screech-Mail out of his head. Harry Potter, THE HARRY POTTER, thought that he was sexy. And on top of that he hoped that he wouldn't be hated any more! Preposterous! Never in infinity! Severus Snape wanted nothing to do with the man.
Man? Not boy? .No, man was the word. Harry was no longer a boy. This was altogether distressing. How to clear his mind of Harry's deep, green eyes, mischievous smile (not unlike his own at that age), and forming that smile.those rosebud lips.
"STOP IT, MAN!" Snape shouted at himself. He was all at once aware of the deadly quietness of his chambers. He couldn't stand it.
*****
"Up, Mr Pincher. Follow me."
Elton stared up at his head of house through mostly closed eyelids.
"Pardon?"
"You heard me. Up."
Elton sat up and looked around the dormitory. All the other Slytherin 6th years were fast asleep. He slid his feet into his slippers and stood up, following Snape into the common room. They sat down, Elton trying his best to hold up his head.
"Do you mind.erm.what time is it?"
"Six o'clock in the morning."
"The sun isn't up yet."
"I am very aware of that, Mr Pincher. Any more obvious remarks I need to hear?"
"No sir."
There was a dragging silence while Snape lit a fire in the vicinity of the fireplace and glared into it. Elton cleared his throat nervously.
"Have you even been asleep, Professor Snape?"
Snape's eyes snapped over to the speaker.
"That's a rather bold question. I think most would call that prying."
"Sorry, sir. I didn't mean anything."
"Stop sniveling. I need you to get me a computer."
Elton took a few moments to process this. "You want a computer?"
"No." Snape shoved his head in his hands. "I'm just asking for one for the FUN OF IT! You imbecile!"
Elton fully woke up at that moment.
"It's no problem, sir. I can have my father send one to you. It's just a matter of time and money."
"Money is of no consequence. I need it as soon as possible. And you are to breathe a word of this to no one."
"Yes sir."
"You may go back to bed, Pincher."
"Yes sir."
"And Pincher-"
"Yes?"
"You will start tutoring as soon as it arrives."
Elton paused in confusion. "But Potions is my top cla-"
Snape sighed. "My tutoring. Do go back to bed."
Elton nodded with understanding. "Yes sir."
*****
The package arrived three days later and Snape wasted no time in setting it up in his main chambers. As soon as dinner was over he snagged Elton, who was trying his best to hide, in the hall.
"I need you to find out something for me. Are you listening carefully?"
Elton nodded, putting on his best game face. Inside he was figuratively wetting his trousers.
"Get Ms Granger alone and find out how she made the box that powers her computer. I need every detail you can get. Use a double agent.wheedle it out of her.I really don't care how, short of extreme violence. Do you think you can do that without bumbling it up?"
Elton nodded because he couldn't have said 'no' even if he had wanted to.
"Good. You have two days."
As the potion master stalked down the hall, Elton gulped.
"Two days?"
*****
That night at dinner, Ron was not very happy. The reason was about ten feet away from where he and Harry sat at the Gryffindor table. Hermione was talking to another guy.
"What does he think he's doing," muttered Ron, stabbing his chicken an alarming number of times. "Look at him, he's chatting her up, and she's smiling and laughing...I just can't stand it."
"Ron, just because he asked to speak to her for a moment doesn't mean he's 'chatting her up.'"
"He's a dirty Slytherin...they only want one thing from a girl..."
...
"...I was wondering if you could tell me about something." Elton smiled shyly at Hermione.
"Of course, but you have to tell me what you want to know first."
"I heard from Pansy Parkinson that you have a computer. I was curious to know how you power it."
Hermione bit her bottom lip. He was a Slytherin, but Elton was also very nice and had never been known to be a scoundrel. "Well...I suppose I can tell you that..."
...
"...dirty, rotten, snake tongued-"
"Watch was you say about snake tongues," Harry warned.
"Oh, sorry."
A moment later, Hermione joined them. She smiled brightly at Ron.
"What are you boys talking about," she asked.
"What were you talking about," Ron shot back. Hermione glanced at Harry with a knowing look.
"A possible date," she told him.
Ron turned red at the thought, "That dirty, rotten-"
"He was asking about the computer," Hermione quickly interrupted. "It turns out his father works with computers and he was curious. That's all."
Ron was still red.
Harry leaned over. "You have to admit that Elton is rather nice for a Slytherin," he helpfully added.
*****
"Did you get the information?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. No- don't turn around. Pretend that you're just resting against the wall. Can you help me build a power box?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. How did you get the information from Granger?"
"I asked her nicely."
...
"I hadn't considered that as a possibility."
...
...
...
"Sir, why are you hiding behind a gargoyle?"
*****
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!
Thanks again if you are still reading this a for being patient with me!!!!! Kisses to you all!!!!!!!