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Chapter Five: oh BURN!

Harry couldn't go back to sleep that night. So he stayed up all night, until he heard Ron waking.

"... Another pink cat on the grill, mummy... " Ron mumbled, half-asleep. He fell out of bed, and woke up. "Good morning Harry!"

"Morning," Harry replied, and got out of bed. He got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast.

He entered the common room, and found Hermione asleep at one of the tables, a sketch book under her head.

What could this be? thought Harry, reaching for the book.

Before he could see what she had been drawing, Hermione's hand shot out and snatched it back. "That is MINE thank-you!"

Harry squeaked in suprise. "Sorry, Hermy!"

Hermione tucked the book back into her bag. "Nosy little..." she said, and stormed upstairs.

"Whatever," harry said, and went off to eat breakfast.

Harry ate his breakfast. As he went to go throw out his garbage, he passed the Teachers' breakfast table.

"... Because those who can't do, teach," Harry heard Prof. Flitwick say to the other proffessors. "And those who can't teach, teach Potions... " (A/N: school of rock!)

Ha ha! Flitwick burned Snape! Harry thought to himself, smiling. I've got to remember that one...

"Hey, mate!" said Ron, running up to Harry and walking with him.

"Hi, Ron!" Harry said. "Did we have any homework?"

"Um... let me think..." Ron said, scratching his chin.

This could take awhile Harry thought

"Oh yeah we have a potions essay due today," ron finished.

"Okay... ooooh I've got the best idea of what to put in it!!!" said Harry

"What?" asked Ron

"Gimme some parchment," said harry, taking some from Colin Creevy. Colin never said anything because he had duct tape on his mouth.

Harry scribbled some words on about 20 sheets. "This is gonna be good!"

(A/N: Golly gee I wonder what he wrote)

That afternoon the Gryffindors had Potions. With the Hufflepuffs... no wait the Slytherins. Yeah it was the Slytherins.

Ron and Harry took their seats, and dug out their nose plugs from their bags.

"DoNOTinvolveme!!" Hermione said quickly, sneaking up behind Harry and Ron and taking them by suprise.

"Leave me ALONE!" said Ron, cowering under his desk. "...Hey, I've been looking for that..."

"Take your seat Granger my class is starting," snapped Snape

Hermione sat down.

Draco raised his hand, "Proffesor, I made you a gift," he said, handing Snape a pink parcel. "I wrapped it in your favorite colour."

Snape opened the present. "Barrettes and hair bands? Malfoy you shouldn't have!" said snape, putting the pink and purple butterfly barrettes in his hair. "I've been dying to - I mean, uh..."

Everyone stared at him, trying not to laugh.

Snape threw the wrappings on the floor. "Well, want do you want from me?! I like pink!!"

"Me too!" squealed Pansy. But of course no one heard her because of her very high voice only dogs can hear.

"Hand in your essays NOW!" snape yelled. Everyone put their essays on his desk.

As Harry went to hand his in, snape snatched it from him. "Why not read Potter's essay now?"

"Oh no proffessor don't," siad Harry, grinning.

Snape started to read. "Hem Hem... 'Those who can't do," he flipped the page "'Teach.'" he flipped the page "'And those who can't Teach'" he flipped the page. "'... TEACH POTIONS?????'" he yelled.

"oh BURN!" yelled ron, laughing.

Soon, the whole class was laughing at snape.

"Oh no I knew this day would come!" cried snape. He ran into the hall in tears. "Mme Pomfreeeeeeyyyyy!!"

"Class dismissed!!" shouted Harry, and everyone ran out of the room.

Draco was the last one to leave. On his way out, he spotted one of Snape's barrettes on the floor. "... He forgot one of his barrettes ..." he said, a tear starting to form at his eye.

A/N: Chapter five is DONE! Chapter six is soon! Heh heh I wonder how many times snape's gonna run out of the room... mme pomfrey's probably the one who's more stressed out every day...

"Mme Pomfreeeeeeeyyyyy!!!"

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... but why would Hermione be carrying a sketchbook? Find out in chapter six of Let's Go Hogwarts...