Trapped
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Blushing furiously, Harry and Ron sat down (Ron rubbing the top of his head - he had smashed it on the low roof when he stood up during his little scene), both rather horrified at their outbursts. The two were still receiving rather strange looks from the other four inhabitants of the caved in classroom, so Harry cleared his throat.
"So . . . ah . . . do you think we will be rescued soon?"
"I couldn't possibly tell, Potter," Snape began in a poisonously low voice. "Being trapped under tonnes and tonnes of stone, I cannot really see if anyone is attempting to rescue us yet. Perhaps you should have considered the possibility of being trapped for several months before you decided to play silly-buggers and ruin everyone's day. Not to mention my dungeon. In case you can't tell, you have completely destroyed my dungeon beyond repair. There was millions of galleons worth of potions ingredients in here. It's entirely your fault it's gone. Now that I think about it, that's another 100 points from Gryffindor for being a complete and utter juvenile miscreant. "
Harry felt rather offended - how was he supposed to have guessed that this might have happened. It's not like he and Ron were trying to aim for cauldrons or anything. How dare Snape suggest that he should have known that this would happen?
Wait a minute - trapped for months? Was Snape exaggerating?
"Er . . . months, Professor? Surely we wont be trapped for that long, will we? I mean, people in Hogsmeade must have heard, or seen . . . or something."
Harry trailed off, his face rather paler and his hands shaking slightly.
"Er . . . but what . . . what would we eat? I mean . . . there's not really anything in here that's . . . edible if you know what I mean."
"Well, Potter. You just better pray that someone finds us before then. Either that, or pray that a certain Professor doesn't eat a certain student. There are laws about cannibalism you know. It's perfectly legal in certain situations." He glared at Harry menacingly. "I happen to know the 231 different situations by memory."
Harry swallowed hard and began to hyperventilate.
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On the other side of the room, Hermione was watching the verbal exchange with great interest. Professor Snape knew all the 231 different situations in which cannibalism was legal? So did she! Hermione found the finer points of Muggle law quite fascinating, and had studied the more obscure rules and regulations with great enthuse during the summer holidays
"Oh - Professor! What do you think about situation 125?" She asked, dropping Neville's hand and forgetting about him - in the process making Ron just that much cheerier.
Snape turned his gaze from the trembling Potter onto Hermione, rather disturbed that he had been interrupted during his speech of terror - from the looks of Potter, Snape had finally achieved his dream of inflicting permanent mental damage on the young wizard.
"Excuse me, Granger? Did you just interrupt me? I believe you were not part of the conversation. Perhaps your mission for brownie points has made you forget that butting into other peoples private discussions isn't kosher - not even in Muggle society."
Hermione bit her lip. It wasn't like Potter and Snape were having a private conversation. They were surrounded by four other people - and they weren't trying to whisper or anything.
"I think you're being a bit unfair, Professor . . ." she trailed off as Snape's glare turned from icy annoyance, to a fiery kind of infuriation, and several green sparks sputtered from the end of his wand.
"Granger, I'm warning you. Another word from your pretentious mouth and I will take 50 points from Gryffindor for being an unbearable brown-noser. And you best hope that I don't eat you next."
Hermione let out her breath in a huff, and folded her arms, scowling. Pretentious? Brown-noser? She'd show him.
One day.
But at the moment, she decided to stay quiet. She didn't want to be second on the menu.
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Draco had been watching all this with amusement. It always gave him a happy, fluttery kind of feeling in his stomach when his beloved Potions master started to have a go at someone, and when it was the idiotic Potter or that suck-up mudblood, he just couldn't help but grin. What more could he ask for?
Well . . . now that he thought about it, there was quite a lot he could ask for. A bath, for instance. Some clean robes, some hair gel, and a comb. Some food would go down quite nicely as well. And it would be useful to have a mirror here. And he wasn't used to having to share a room with so many disgusting people. Sure, he had to share his dormitory at Hogwarts with several other boys, but they were all like him. Well, more like him than these insufferable Gryffindors. The other Slytherin boys weren't as alluring as he was, but at least they were Slytherins. That always counted for something.
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Ron was feeling rather embarrassed after his wee outburst, but he figured that with all the conversations going on after, everyone had probably forgotten. Besides, compared to Harry's plea to Snape not to eat him (like that had gone well), Ron felt that his simple, "I'm hurt too" comment rather paled in comparison. And besides - it was true now, anyway. He had hit his head quite badly on the stone roof, and a sore lump was forming under his fiery red hair. Damn his manly height. Sometimes Ron wondered if life would be easier if he was a runt like Harry.
No. It probably wouldn't be. Ron thought he was the perfect height for Hermione just the way he was. Hermione just had to realise this, and his life would be complete.
The only trouble was, she was being awfully stubborn about *not* realising how right they were for each other.
And with that thought on his mind, Ron decided once and for all to show Hermione exactly how perfect they would be together.
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A/N oooh. Isn't that all exciting now? Well. No, not really. Or maybe you think it is. you'll have to review and tell me :D
On another note, here's a bit of shameless self-promotion - I've started a new fic - a sappy, angsty Ron/Hermione one, called "Only Us". So, if you're into that, please go check it out and tell me what you think :D
Love to you all *hugs*
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Blushing furiously, Harry and Ron sat down (Ron rubbing the top of his head - he had smashed it on the low roof when he stood up during his little scene), both rather horrified at their outbursts. The two were still receiving rather strange looks from the other four inhabitants of the caved in classroom, so Harry cleared his throat.
"So . . . ah . . . do you think we will be rescued soon?"
"I couldn't possibly tell, Potter," Snape began in a poisonously low voice. "Being trapped under tonnes and tonnes of stone, I cannot really see if anyone is attempting to rescue us yet. Perhaps you should have considered the possibility of being trapped for several months before you decided to play silly-buggers and ruin everyone's day. Not to mention my dungeon. In case you can't tell, you have completely destroyed my dungeon beyond repair. There was millions of galleons worth of potions ingredients in here. It's entirely your fault it's gone. Now that I think about it, that's another 100 points from Gryffindor for being a complete and utter juvenile miscreant. "
Harry felt rather offended - how was he supposed to have guessed that this might have happened. It's not like he and Ron were trying to aim for cauldrons or anything. How dare Snape suggest that he should have known that this would happen?
Wait a minute - trapped for months? Was Snape exaggerating?
"Er . . . months, Professor? Surely we wont be trapped for that long, will we? I mean, people in Hogsmeade must have heard, or seen . . . or something."
Harry trailed off, his face rather paler and his hands shaking slightly.
"Er . . . but what . . . what would we eat? I mean . . . there's not really anything in here that's . . . edible if you know what I mean."
"Well, Potter. You just better pray that someone finds us before then. Either that, or pray that a certain Professor doesn't eat a certain student. There are laws about cannibalism you know. It's perfectly legal in certain situations." He glared at Harry menacingly. "I happen to know the 231 different situations by memory."
Harry swallowed hard and began to hyperventilate.
~#~
On the other side of the room, Hermione was watching the verbal exchange with great interest. Professor Snape knew all the 231 different situations in which cannibalism was legal? So did she! Hermione found the finer points of Muggle law quite fascinating, and had studied the more obscure rules and regulations with great enthuse during the summer holidays
"Oh - Professor! What do you think about situation 125?" She asked, dropping Neville's hand and forgetting about him - in the process making Ron just that much cheerier.
Snape turned his gaze from the trembling Potter onto Hermione, rather disturbed that he had been interrupted during his speech of terror - from the looks of Potter, Snape had finally achieved his dream of inflicting permanent mental damage on the young wizard.
"Excuse me, Granger? Did you just interrupt me? I believe you were not part of the conversation. Perhaps your mission for brownie points has made you forget that butting into other peoples private discussions isn't kosher - not even in Muggle society."
Hermione bit her lip. It wasn't like Potter and Snape were having a private conversation. They were surrounded by four other people - and they weren't trying to whisper or anything.
"I think you're being a bit unfair, Professor . . ." she trailed off as Snape's glare turned from icy annoyance, to a fiery kind of infuriation, and several green sparks sputtered from the end of his wand.
"Granger, I'm warning you. Another word from your pretentious mouth and I will take 50 points from Gryffindor for being an unbearable brown-noser. And you best hope that I don't eat you next."
Hermione let out her breath in a huff, and folded her arms, scowling. Pretentious? Brown-noser? She'd show him.
One day.
But at the moment, she decided to stay quiet. She didn't want to be second on the menu.
~#~
Draco had been watching all this with amusement. It always gave him a happy, fluttery kind of feeling in his stomach when his beloved Potions master started to have a go at someone, and when it was the idiotic Potter or that suck-up mudblood, he just couldn't help but grin. What more could he ask for?
Well . . . now that he thought about it, there was quite a lot he could ask for. A bath, for instance. Some clean robes, some hair gel, and a comb. Some food would go down quite nicely as well. And it would be useful to have a mirror here. And he wasn't used to having to share a room with so many disgusting people. Sure, he had to share his dormitory at Hogwarts with several other boys, but they were all like him. Well, more like him than these insufferable Gryffindors. The other Slytherin boys weren't as alluring as he was, but at least they were Slytherins. That always counted for something.
~#~
Ron was feeling rather embarrassed after his wee outburst, but he figured that with all the conversations going on after, everyone had probably forgotten. Besides, compared to Harry's plea to Snape not to eat him (like that had gone well), Ron felt that his simple, "I'm hurt too" comment rather paled in comparison. And besides - it was true now, anyway. He had hit his head quite badly on the stone roof, and a sore lump was forming under his fiery red hair. Damn his manly height. Sometimes Ron wondered if life would be easier if he was a runt like Harry.
No. It probably wouldn't be. Ron thought he was the perfect height for Hermione just the way he was. Hermione just had to realise this, and his life would be complete.
The only trouble was, she was being awfully stubborn about *not* realising how right they were for each other.
And with that thought on his mind, Ron decided once and for all to show Hermione exactly how perfect they would be together.
~#~
A/N oooh. Isn't that all exciting now? Well. No, not really. Or maybe you think it is. you'll have to review and tell me :D
On another note, here's a bit of shameless self-promotion - I've started a new fic - a sappy, angsty Ron/Hermione one, called "Only Us". So, if you're into that, please go check it out and tell me what you think :D
Love to you all *hugs*