(A/N : sorry for taking such a while to update- I have been busy on my smut-
parody which you can find under my name on this site, as well as several
chapters of this.. and they just keep getting weirder, and weirder, and
weirder...)
Chapter 3: Lucius Malfoy's Alpine Fantasy
One night, Severus Snape was just coming back from supper in the Great Hall, and unlocked his door to discover an unsettling scene. His entire office was covered in snow, and more snow was falling down from his ceiling. Timidly he crept through the door, holding up his robes to keep them from getting soaked. Just then, he noticed Lucius Malfoy, who was building a snowman that looked rather like Voldemort in a corner.
"Severus!" Lucius said, stepping out from behind the snowman.
"For Merlin's sake, Lucius, are those lederhosen?" Snape exclaimed, horrified. "Do you have any idea how tasteless those are??"
Lucius looked down at his clothes. "Oh, I don't know. I think they're really quite nice." In the background, the snowman made a strange noise. "Richard....do learn to shut up." Lucius said, throwing a snowball that hit the snowman very hard in the face.
"Lucius, what IS this, and why is it in the middle of my office?" Snape snarled, rather annoyed.
"This....." Lucius said. "is my Alpine Fantasy!" and he burst into maniacal laughter.
Snape awoke with a start. He reached for his wand and lit the lamp over his bed. He looked around frantically, but he could see no trace of snow or anything alpine anywhere. He sighed. It had all been nothing more but a dream... As he put his wand back on his bedside cabinet, he noticed a letter lying on it. He looked at it, but there was no sender specified. He tore open the envelope, and pulled out the card.
"Severus" it said, "You are hereby invited to an exclusive party at Malfoy Manor. Guests are welcome from 21.00 onward on Wednesday the 17th. The theme shall be "Alpine Fantasy"."
Trembling, Snape put the letter back, and pulled up his duvet to his eyes, staring frightfully into the dark. That night, he had to sleep with his nightlight on....
Chapter 3: Lucius Malfoy's Alpine Fantasy
One night, Severus Snape was just coming back from supper in the Great Hall, and unlocked his door to discover an unsettling scene. His entire office was covered in snow, and more snow was falling down from his ceiling. Timidly he crept through the door, holding up his robes to keep them from getting soaked. Just then, he noticed Lucius Malfoy, who was building a snowman that looked rather like Voldemort in a corner.
"Severus!" Lucius said, stepping out from behind the snowman.
"For Merlin's sake, Lucius, are those lederhosen?" Snape exclaimed, horrified. "Do you have any idea how tasteless those are??"
Lucius looked down at his clothes. "Oh, I don't know. I think they're really quite nice." In the background, the snowman made a strange noise. "Richard....do learn to shut up." Lucius said, throwing a snowball that hit the snowman very hard in the face.
"Lucius, what IS this, and why is it in the middle of my office?" Snape snarled, rather annoyed.
"This....." Lucius said. "is my Alpine Fantasy!" and he burst into maniacal laughter.
Snape awoke with a start. He reached for his wand and lit the lamp over his bed. He looked around frantically, but he could see no trace of snow or anything alpine anywhere. He sighed. It had all been nothing more but a dream... As he put his wand back on his bedside cabinet, he noticed a letter lying on it. He looked at it, but there was no sender specified. He tore open the envelope, and pulled out the card.
"Severus" it said, "You are hereby invited to an exclusive party at Malfoy Manor. Guests are welcome from 21.00 onward on Wednesday the 17th. The theme shall be "Alpine Fantasy"."
Trembling, Snape put the letter back, and pulled up his duvet to his eyes, staring frightfully into the dark. That night, he had to sleep with his nightlight on....