My Name: X-Lynn McTavels
Story Title: Sea Star *Until I figure out a different title*
Rating: PG 13
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Chapter Three: ~* Breakfast*~
Snape walked to the Great Hall for the morning meal. He hated breakfast, but went to keep Dumbledore off his back about his not eating. He didn't like eating in front of every one, he felt like he was on display or perhaps an animal at the zoo. Yes that was it, one of the animals in a cage, that the little kids goggled at as the care takers gave them their food.
"Well what animal am I that they dare to stare so much?" He thought to himself as he walked, more stormed, into the Great Hall were their sat no students for tonight they would arrive by the throngs. Today was his last day of peace from their staring at him. He reached the staff table were the other teachers sat reading the morning paper and chatting. He glared the sight, hopefully they wouldn't try to talk to him today.
"Well good morning Severus you slept late today." He cringed as his hopes we shattered. He sat down smoothly in his chair and replied,
"Yes Head Master." He poured himself some juice and tried to make it obvious he wanted to be left alone. But that didn't stop him oh no the Head Master seemed to think that Snape needed to open up and be more friendly.
"Then I take it you slept well." Snape set his cup down, he truly respected the Head Master and was grateful to him for he was the only reason he wasn't in prison at this very moment. But why didn't he understand that he didn't like idle chit chat? Especially in the mornings,
"For once yes I did..." His words faded, thinking of the mysterious dream again. Dumbledore looked over at him with a small smile.
"Pleasant dreams I hope." This shook Snape out of his thoughts and his defensiveness took over.
"I wouldn't know, I don't remember my dreams. Also I don't care to try to." Professor Trelawney looked over at him in a hazy voice commented,
"For you must fear knowing what they are trying to tell you." Snape glared at her that was the last straw. He stood taking two pieces of toast and his goblet from the table.
"If you'll excuse me, I'll take my food in my office. Talk of utter nonsense about my dreams trying to tell me things is keeping me from important things that are in reality. Not a la la dream land." With that he turned his back on them all and walked out. Trelawney sat there mouth hanging open then left herself.
Snape went into his office with the right mind to scream in frustration, but he did no such thing as he slumped into the chair behind his desk and took a rater angry bite out of his toast.
"Damn women, she's more batty then...My talking to myself once again." He said aloud then silenced himself. It wasn't safe to talk aloud out side of his room. Peeves or some one worse might hear. So he went on chewing his toast in brewing quite.
Story Title: Sea Star *Until I figure out a different title*
Rating: PG 13
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Chapter Three: ~* Breakfast*~
Snape walked to the Great Hall for the morning meal. He hated breakfast, but went to keep Dumbledore off his back about his not eating. He didn't like eating in front of every one, he felt like he was on display or perhaps an animal at the zoo. Yes that was it, one of the animals in a cage, that the little kids goggled at as the care takers gave them their food.
"Well what animal am I that they dare to stare so much?" He thought to himself as he walked, more stormed, into the Great Hall were their sat no students for tonight they would arrive by the throngs. Today was his last day of peace from their staring at him. He reached the staff table were the other teachers sat reading the morning paper and chatting. He glared the sight, hopefully they wouldn't try to talk to him today.
"Well good morning Severus you slept late today." He cringed as his hopes we shattered. He sat down smoothly in his chair and replied,
"Yes Head Master." He poured himself some juice and tried to make it obvious he wanted to be left alone. But that didn't stop him oh no the Head Master seemed to think that Snape needed to open up and be more friendly.
"Then I take it you slept well." Snape set his cup down, he truly respected the Head Master and was grateful to him for he was the only reason he wasn't in prison at this very moment. But why didn't he understand that he didn't like idle chit chat? Especially in the mornings,
"For once yes I did..." His words faded, thinking of the mysterious dream again. Dumbledore looked over at him with a small smile.
"Pleasant dreams I hope." This shook Snape out of his thoughts and his defensiveness took over.
"I wouldn't know, I don't remember my dreams. Also I don't care to try to." Professor Trelawney looked over at him in a hazy voice commented,
"For you must fear knowing what they are trying to tell you." Snape glared at her that was the last straw. He stood taking two pieces of toast and his goblet from the table.
"If you'll excuse me, I'll take my food in my office. Talk of utter nonsense about my dreams trying to tell me things is keeping me from important things that are in reality. Not a la la dream land." With that he turned his back on them all and walked out. Trelawney sat there mouth hanging open then left herself.
Snape went into his office with the right mind to scream in frustration, but he did no such thing as he slumped into the chair behind his desk and took a rater angry bite out of his toast.
"Damn women, she's more batty then...My talking to myself once again." He said aloud then silenced himself. It wasn't safe to talk aloud out side of his room. Peeves or some one worse might hear. So he went on chewing his toast in brewing quite.