I'm sorry it's been so long! I've been getting so many reviews lately and I haven't even updated for...well, lets not dwell on that. But I just got two tonight, so that's it! I'm off my arse and writing all of you that kept reviewing a new chapter! This is for you!!!!!!!! KISS KISS KISS!!!
...oh and just because I've made you wait so long, this chapter has the deception AND the chocolate cream pie promised at the end of chapter one ^.~
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SEVERUS SNAPE, COMPUTER HACKER Chapter Four: Snape Investigates
"...Justin Finch-Fletchly, Colin Creevy and Elton Pincher," Hermione was saying to Harry as Ron walked into the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron sat down and stuffed a blueberry scone into his mouth.
"Wotcher doin', naming the muggleborns next on Harry's list to kill," he asked through a full mouth. Hermione grimaced at the sight.
Harry sighed, "Ron, that joke is so old, it needs a hip replacement. When will you stop with the Heir of Slytherin bit?"
"When I get tired of it," Ron answered before chugging a goblet of pumpkin juice. "Ahhh...that hits the spot."
"For your information," said a disdainful Hermione, "We were listing the students that have computers at the school now."
"And they happen to be muggleborns because they're the only students who can get computers this quickly...or know what they are for that matter," Harry added. "But on the up side, we've sold HogwartsNet to all of them...it's a community."
"Maybe this will help to bring about unity between the houses," Hermione said, while Harry rolled his eyes, having heard this for the hundredth time. "Well, it could!"
"Yeah," Ron said warily, "Or your invention could just turn on you a bite you in the arse. If you ask me those Screech-Mail and ChatterBox things are untrustworthy."
"You're just peeved because you don't have a computer," Hermione said huffily. "I'm off to class. You'd better hurry or you'll be late."
But Ron still looked worried.
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"Mr. Potter, if I have to ask you to pay attention to your potion one more time, I'll take twenty points from Gryffindor before you can say 'computer.'" Snape stalked back to the front of the class with a wicked smirk while Harry gazed after him. Malfoy snickered with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Concentrate, Harry," whispered Hermione with exasperation. "Boys...lust, lust, lust..."
"What is she on about," Ron asked quietly. Harry just shook his head. Minutes later, they were free from Snape's tyranny.
"Did you hear the tone of his voice when he said computer," asked Hermione. "He's up to something and all you can do is stare off into the distance like a lovesick puppy."
"Who's staring at who?" Ron ran to catch up, having been stopped by Snape on the way out.
"Nobody," Harry said quickly. "What did Snape want?"
"I'm not sure, actually. He looked as if he wanted to ask me something, but then just sent me away."
Hermione pursed her lips in thought.
"Yes," she said, "Definitely up to something..."
*****
fuzzbrain: oh! justin's on...this is really exciting
4eyes: I know. I'm going to invite him in to the conversation.
fuzzbrain: already did
*hufflepuffer has joined the ChatterBox*
hufflepuffer: Hi you two! This is worth every Sickle.
4eyes: Hi, Justin. What's going on?
fuzzbrain: hi
4eyes: With all the people getting computers we're getting richer by the day. ;)
hufflepuffer: I just can't believe no one thought of it before.
fuzzbrain: let's play a game...Truth or Truth!
hufflepuffer: Truth or Truth?
4eyes: yeah!
fuzzbrain: well, we can't exactly do Dares...so Truth or Truth...
hufflepuffer: Oh...okay. Me first.
hufflepuffer: Harry, truth or truth?
4eyes: you don't have to ask that, just the question.
hufflepuffer: Oh. Well, who are you going to ask to the Seventh Year Ball?
fuzzbrain: ooooh, good one.
fuzzbrain: harry?
4eyes: Sorry...just remembered some homework I have to do. talk to you both later.
*4eyes has left the ChatterBox*
hufflepuffer: That was weird...was that too personal?
fuzzbrain: I guess so...
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"Well, sir," Elton said, looking over Snape's shoulder, "I'm very impressed with your ability to pick this up so quickly."
Snape shut down the computer and turned to Elton. "That, Mr. Pincher, is why I am Head of Slytherin house. Ambition...calculation...those are the keys to success. Now, one more thing before you go."
"Yes, sir?
"If you tell anyone -even another Slytherin- that I have a computer and HogwartsNet, I will make the rest of your days so miserable you'll wish you were being tortured by You Know Who himself. Do I make myself...perfectly clear."
Elton, who had just gotten over his general fear of Snape, backed away slowly at the deadly tone of Snape's voice.
"Yes, sir," he whispered almost inaudibly. "Yes..."
"Alright, get out," the other snapped impatiently. Elton was only too happy to oblige.
As the door slammed shut, Snape hurriedly turned the computer on again.
"Alright, you ruddy Gryffindor golden savior. It is your time to suffer."
[*Welcome to HogwartsNet*]
"Right..." Snape clicked on the "Create Username" button and smiled a rather nasty smile. "Yes...you will suffer."
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Harry sighed and turned on his laptop. In the bed next to him, Ron rolled over and scratched his bum. Harry snorted at this and turned back to the screen.
[*Welcome to HogwartsNet*]
Harry signed into the ChatterBox and saw that Hermione was on.
[4eyes: Hi! I didn't think you'd be up.]
[fuzzbrain: I've been talking to a couple ravenclaws, but they just went to bed]
[fuzzbrain: so many people have bought power boxes and HogwartsNet now, it's hard to keep track of who has it]
[4eyes: yeah...I know what you mean.]
[fuzzbrain: sorry to do this, but I'm bushed]
[fuzzbrain: talk to you later]
[4eyes: yeah...okay, I'll just see if someone else comes on]
[fuzzbrain: night]
[*fuzzbrain has signed off*]
Harry sighed and stared at the screen. It seemed that everyone else was asleep, and he decided he might as well join them. But just as he moved to sign off a message popped up.
[*You have received a chat invitation from TheMaster. Do you accept?*]
Harry clicked yes and the box popped up.
[TheMaster: Just the person I wanted]
[TheMaster: Well...to talk to, that is]
Harry was baffled. He didn't know anyone called TheMaster. He clicked for the profile.
[*Name: Master; Age: Old enough; Sex: Male; Hobbies: School and sweet, sweet torture; House: Not Specified*]
Harry considered just signing off, but was intrigued in spite of himself. Either this person was a git or a humourous smart ass. Harry was hoping for the latter.
[4eyes: Hi, master. What's going on?]
[TheMaster: Not much. Just up for a late night chat.]
[4eyes: Okay. What are you the Master of?]
[TheMaster: sex.]
Harry made a sputtering noise. Was this guy serious?
[4eyes: You mind telling me who you are?]
[TheMaster: yes]
[4eyes: and just what does 'old enough' mean?]
[TheMaster: I'm old enough to be here...old enough to chat with you.]
[4eyes: Well...can you at least tell me about yourself?]
[TheMaster: I suppose. I like quidditch, potions, and DADA.]
[4eyes: you like potions? You're crazy]
[TheMaster: I'm a bit tall...dark hair...built...]
[4eyes: um...]
[TheMaster: What...uncomfortable?]
[4eyes: I'd just rather know who you are.]
[4eyes: is this a prank?]
[TheMaster: Assuredly not.]
[TheMaster: I've had my eyes on you...I know your little secret]
Harry sharply in took air and began to cough. Ron woke up next to him with a start.
"You alright, mate?" The redhead rubbed at his eyes. "You still on that thing?"
Harry quickly hit the power button and snapped the laptop shut.
"Just going to bed, actually."
"Who were you talking to?"
"Hermione. Okay, goodnight."
Harry took off his glasses and pulled the sheets over his head. Ron stared tiredly in his direction for a moment before shrugging and lying down once more.
*****
[*4eyes has signed off*]
Snape sneered and took another bite of his chocolate cream pie. It tasted very, very sweet.
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Thanks! I HOPE YOU ENJOY! This chapter came pretty easily...so I think I'll write the next one so you can have a two for one!
Please let me know what you think! I hope I haven't lost my mojo.
...oh and just because I've made you wait so long, this chapter has the deception AND the chocolate cream pie promised at the end of chapter one ^.~
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SEVERUS SNAPE, COMPUTER HACKER Chapter Four: Snape Investigates
"...Justin Finch-Fletchly, Colin Creevy and Elton Pincher," Hermione was saying to Harry as Ron walked into the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron sat down and stuffed a blueberry scone into his mouth.
"Wotcher doin', naming the muggleborns next on Harry's list to kill," he asked through a full mouth. Hermione grimaced at the sight.
Harry sighed, "Ron, that joke is so old, it needs a hip replacement. When will you stop with the Heir of Slytherin bit?"
"When I get tired of it," Ron answered before chugging a goblet of pumpkin juice. "Ahhh...that hits the spot."
"For your information," said a disdainful Hermione, "We were listing the students that have computers at the school now."
"And they happen to be muggleborns because they're the only students who can get computers this quickly...or know what they are for that matter," Harry added. "But on the up side, we've sold HogwartsNet to all of them...it's a community."
"Maybe this will help to bring about unity between the houses," Hermione said, while Harry rolled his eyes, having heard this for the hundredth time. "Well, it could!"
"Yeah," Ron said warily, "Or your invention could just turn on you a bite you in the arse. If you ask me those Screech-Mail and ChatterBox things are untrustworthy."
"You're just peeved because you don't have a computer," Hermione said huffily. "I'm off to class. You'd better hurry or you'll be late."
But Ron still looked worried.
*****
"Mr. Potter, if I have to ask you to pay attention to your potion one more time, I'll take twenty points from Gryffindor before you can say 'computer.'" Snape stalked back to the front of the class with a wicked smirk while Harry gazed after him. Malfoy snickered with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Concentrate, Harry," whispered Hermione with exasperation. "Boys...lust, lust, lust..."
"What is she on about," Ron asked quietly. Harry just shook his head. Minutes later, they were free from Snape's tyranny.
"Did you hear the tone of his voice when he said computer," asked Hermione. "He's up to something and all you can do is stare off into the distance like a lovesick puppy."
"Who's staring at who?" Ron ran to catch up, having been stopped by Snape on the way out.
"Nobody," Harry said quickly. "What did Snape want?"
"I'm not sure, actually. He looked as if he wanted to ask me something, but then just sent me away."
Hermione pursed her lips in thought.
"Yes," she said, "Definitely up to something..."
*****
fuzzbrain: oh! justin's on...this is really exciting
4eyes: I know. I'm going to invite him in to the conversation.
fuzzbrain: already did
*hufflepuffer has joined the ChatterBox*
hufflepuffer: Hi you two! This is worth every Sickle.
4eyes: Hi, Justin. What's going on?
fuzzbrain: hi
4eyes: With all the people getting computers we're getting richer by the day. ;)
hufflepuffer: I just can't believe no one thought of it before.
fuzzbrain: let's play a game...Truth or Truth!
hufflepuffer: Truth or Truth?
4eyes: yeah!
fuzzbrain: well, we can't exactly do Dares...so Truth or Truth...
hufflepuffer: Oh...okay. Me first.
hufflepuffer: Harry, truth or truth?
4eyes: you don't have to ask that, just the question.
hufflepuffer: Oh. Well, who are you going to ask to the Seventh Year Ball?
fuzzbrain: ooooh, good one.
fuzzbrain: harry?
4eyes: Sorry...just remembered some homework I have to do. talk to you both later.
*4eyes has left the ChatterBox*
hufflepuffer: That was weird...was that too personal?
fuzzbrain: I guess so...
*****
"Well, sir," Elton said, looking over Snape's shoulder, "I'm very impressed with your ability to pick this up so quickly."
Snape shut down the computer and turned to Elton. "That, Mr. Pincher, is why I am Head of Slytherin house. Ambition...calculation...those are the keys to success. Now, one more thing before you go."
"Yes, sir?
"If you tell anyone -even another Slytherin- that I have a computer and HogwartsNet, I will make the rest of your days so miserable you'll wish you were being tortured by You Know Who himself. Do I make myself...perfectly clear."
Elton, who had just gotten over his general fear of Snape, backed away slowly at the deadly tone of Snape's voice.
"Yes, sir," he whispered almost inaudibly. "Yes..."
"Alright, get out," the other snapped impatiently. Elton was only too happy to oblige.
As the door slammed shut, Snape hurriedly turned the computer on again.
"Alright, you ruddy Gryffindor golden savior. It is your time to suffer."
[*Welcome to HogwartsNet*]
"Right..." Snape clicked on the "Create Username" button and smiled a rather nasty smile. "Yes...you will suffer."
*****
Harry sighed and turned on his laptop. In the bed next to him, Ron rolled over and scratched his bum. Harry snorted at this and turned back to the screen.
[*Welcome to HogwartsNet*]
Harry signed into the ChatterBox and saw that Hermione was on.
[4eyes: Hi! I didn't think you'd be up.]
[fuzzbrain: I've been talking to a couple ravenclaws, but they just went to bed]
[fuzzbrain: so many people have bought power boxes and HogwartsNet now, it's hard to keep track of who has it]
[4eyes: yeah...I know what you mean.]
[fuzzbrain: sorry to do this, but I'm bushed]
[fuzzbrain: talk to you later]
[4eyes: yeah...okay, I'll just see if someone else comes on]
[fuzzbrain: night]
[*fuzzbrain has signed off*]
Harry sighed and stared at the screen. It seemed that everyone else was asleep, and he decided he might as well join them. But just as he moved to sign off a message popped up.
[*You have received a chat invitation from TheMaster. Do you accept?*]
Harry clicked yes and the box popped up.
[TheMaster: Just the person I wanted]
[TheMaster: Well...to talk to, that is]
Harry was baffled. He didn't know anyone called TheMaster. He clicked for the profile.
[*Name: Master; Age: Old enough; Sex: Male; Hobbies: School and sweet, sweet torture; House: Not Specified*]
Harry considered just signing off, but was intrigued in spite of himself. Either this person was a git or a humourous smart ass. Harry was hoping for the latter.
[4eyes: Hi, master. What's going on?]
[TheMaster: Not much. Just up for a late night chat.]
[4eyes: Okay. What are you the Master of?]
[TheMaster: sex.]
Harry made a sputtering noise. Was this guy serious?
[4eyes: You mind telling me who you are?]
[TheMaster: yes]
[4eyes: and just what does 'old enough' mean?]
[TheMaster: I'm old enough to be here...old enough to chat with you.]
[4eyes: Well...can you at least tell me about yourself?]
[TheMaster: I suppose. I like quidditch, potions, and DADA.]
[4eyes: you like potions? You're crazy]
[TheMaster: I'm a bit tall...dark hair...built...]
[4eyes: um...]
[TheMaster: What...uncomfortable?]
[4eyes: I'd just rather know who you are.]
[4eyes: is this a prank?]
[TheMaster: Assuredly not.]
[TheMaster: I've had my eyes on you...I know your little secret]
Harry sharply in took air and began to cough. Ron woke up next to him with a start.
"You alright, mate?" The redhead rubbed at his eyes. "You still on that thing?"
Harry quickly hit the power button and snapped the laptop shut.
"Just going to bed, actually."
"Who were you talking to?"
"Hermione. Okay, goodnight."
Harry took off his glasses and pulled the sheets over his head. Ron stared tiredly in his direction for a moment before shrugging and lying down once more.
*****
[*4eyes has signed off*]
Snape sneered and took another bite of his chocolate cream pie. It tasted very, very sweet.
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Thanks! I HOPE YOU ENJOY! This chapter came pretty easily...so I think I'll write the next one so you can have a two for one!
Please let me know what you think! I hope I haven't lost my mojo.