This chapter gets a bit silly, just to warn you. Anyway, enjoy!
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Part 2
Around the time Harry and Hermione were arguing with Ron, Snape was wandering into the Great Hall. Dumbledore and McGonagall had been watching for him. The change from his normal demeanor was quite obvious to the Headmaster.
"Minerva, I told you not to see him this morning. He deserves any happiness he can get," said the Headmaster to the witch sitting next to him.
"What would you have me do, Albus? Sit idly by as he destroys himself and Hermione?" came her curt reply. "Besides, he knew what must be done even before I told him."
"For all our sakes, then, I hope he doesn't do anything rash. If I could, I'd take his place. He's like a son to me, you know."
"I know, Albus. We all love him dearly. I've never met a better man."
"Quiet now, Minerva. He's coming this way," and both of them continued eating their ham and eggs.
Snape figured he should at least attempt to eat some breakfast before finding Draco. With any luck, the blond would be in the Great Hall, but there was no sign of him.
"Good morning, Albus. Hello again, Minerva," he said politely.
"Morning, Severus. I trust you slept well," stated Dumbledore.
"Sleep was not the problem. It was the waking that was a bit rude," came the Potion Master's response. McGonagall looked sternly at her plate for a moment before she realized he was not angry with her. "Have you seen Mr. Malfoy about this morning?"
"Alas, no. He has yet to come for breakfast along with Misters Potter and Weasley, as well as Miss Granger," Dumbledore told Snape.
"Please, sit with us for a bit," McGonagall requested. "You look like you could use a bite to eat."
"Thank you, Minerva," Snape replied. "I think I will join you this morning," he said, forcing a small smile as he sat down. His thoughts were on Hermione at the mention of her name.
They engaged in small talk while they finished their food. Snape was about to leave when he saw Draco enter. Both Dumbledore and McGonagall noticed their colleague stiffen a bit upon seeing the boy. They realized why: Hermione and Harry were right behind.
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Hermione and Harry were discussing Ron's behavior when they entered the Great Hall behind Draco. He could not help overhearing, and, seeing as he was in a foul mood, decided to comment.
"If it was up to me, I'd have you all transfigured into Spam. That would solve all your problems. You'd be hated by everyone then, and you wouldn't have to try so hard to make people like you," he sneered. However, Harry started giggling. He couldn't help it. When Draco mentioned Spam, Harry thought of something he had seen Uncle Vernon watching.
"What's so funny, Potter? Do you actually like Spam?"
Hermione could not figure out what Harry was giggling about. She despised Spam with a passion. And decided it would be awful to be turned into it. Curiosity got the better of her though. "Harry, seriously. What is so funny about Spam?"
In a high pitched voice that reminded Hermione of a chicken, he replied, "I don't like Spam!" and doubled over with laughter. He regained his composure a moment later. Hermione was looked at him confusedly. Draco continued to glare at him. Harry quickly explained. "Uncle Vernon was watching this show one day and there was this guy dressed like a girl, right? So he and another guy were in a diner. However, the diner only served dishes with Spam. The guy who was a guy loved it, but the guy who was a girl hated it. There was also a Spam song sung by these vikings that would start whenever Spam was mentioned more than once in a line." He started chuckling to himself again.
Draco still did not understand what was so funny to Harry, so he walked into the Great Hall leaving the two Gryffindors alone. Hermione was picturing the whole thing and was giggling as she and Harry followed Draco. Because of her giggling, she missed Professor Snape getting up from the Teachers' table and dragging Draco behind him. Ron, however, witnessed the whole scene on his way to join the others. He was still staring at the doors when he sat next to Harry. Hermione was across the table.
"Hi, Ron," Harry and Hermione said in unison, both still slightly amused by the Spam.
"What's wrong with you two? This isn't about Snape is it?"
"No," Harry said. "Spam."
"Huh?" Ron replied.
"Never mind," Hermione said. "Have you finally come around, or are you here to make your point again?"
Ron looked at her for a moment, considering. Finally, he said, "I don't agree with it, but I've decided to be supportive. I want proof though. Proof that Snape isn't a total monster. Get him to be nice to me in class, give me a compliment, or anything that shows he's what you say he is. I'm not taking your word or Harry's word. I want to hear it and see it for myself."
Harry and Hermione looked at each other for a moment. Ron was going to be a tough sell. They knew he would still think Snape was horrible, even if he did the best thing anyone could ever do for someone else. Ron always had to be difficult.
"Okay, it's a deal," Hermione heard herself say. She had seven more days until break was over and just as many days to convince Severus to do something. She just had to figure out what that was going to be. What had she gotten herself into?
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If Hermione thought she was in deep, Draco Malfoy was sure he was in deeper. Out of nowhere Snape had appeared behind him at the breakfast table. Draco motioned to sit down, but was quickly picked up by his cloak. He had never realized how strong his former mentor was. What else was he capable of doing? Bad thoughts began running through his mind as he was hauled to the dungeon. Snape set Draco down in a front desk and turned to face the wall. He was composing his thoughts. Draco just stared at the back of Snape's robes, unsure of what to do. He figured not moving was a good idea at this point. Snape had his eyes closed as he turned to face Draco finally. When he opened them, Draco did not see anger, but rather a hint of fear. He had never known the Potions Master to be afraid, at least not openly. What surprised him more was that Snape was allowing him to see it. Something was happening that he did not want to miss. Last night's anger left Draco, and now he was curious and almost apologetic. He knew that whatever Snape was about to tell him would change everything. This was more important than anything that had happened to him before and that was saying a lot.
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A/N: Spam sketch borrowed courtesy of Monty Python. This was the silly chapter, and for some apparent reason, I couldn't come up w/any good insults. I apologize if my skewed view of Spam offends you, but I really don't like it and I wouldn't much like to be turned into it. That said, the next chapter will be more serious.
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Part 2
Around the time Harry and Hermione were arguing with Ron, Snape was wandering into the Great Hall. Dumbledore and McGonagall had been watching for him. The change from his normal demeanor was quite obvious to the Headmaster.
"Minerva, I told you not to see him this morning. He deserves any happiness he can get," said the Headmaster to the witch sitting next to him.
"What would you have me do, Albus? Sit idly by as he destroys himself and Hermione?" came her curt reply. "Besides, he knew what must be done even before I told him."
"For all our sakes, then, I hope he doesn't do anything rash. If I could, I'd take his place. He's like a son to me, you know."
"I know, Albus. We all love him dearly. I've never met a better man."
"Quiet now, Minerva. He's coming this way," and both of them continued eating their ham and eggs.
Snape figured he should at least attempt to eat some breakfast before finding Draco. With any luck, the blond would be in the Great Hall, but there was no sign of him.
"Good morning, Albus. Hello again, Minerva," he said politely.
"Morning, Severus. I trust you slept well," stated Dumbledore.
"Sleep was not the problem. It was the waking that was a bit rude," came the Potion Master's response. McGonagall looked sternly at her plate for a moment before she realized he was not angry with her. "Have you seen Mr. Malfoy about this morning?"
"Alas, no. He has yet to come for breakfast along with Misters Potter and Weasley, as well as Miss Granger," Dumbledore told Snape.
"Please, sit with us for a bit," McGonagall requested. "You look like you could use a bite to eat."
"Thank you, Minerva," Snape replied. "I think I will join you this morning," he said, forcing a small smile as he sat down. His thoughts were on Hermione at the mention of her name.
They engaged in small talk while they finished their food. Snape was about to leave when he saw Draco enter. Both Dumbledore and McGonagall noticed their colleague stiffen a bit upon seeing the boy. They realized why: Hermione and Harry were right behind.
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Hermione and Harry were discussing Ron's behavior when they entered the Great Hall behind Draco. He could not help overhearing, and, seeing as he was in a foul mood, decided to comment.
"If it was up to me, I'd have you all transfigured into Spam. That would solve all your problems. You'd be hated by everyone then, and you wouldn't have to try so hard to make people like you," he sneered. However, Harry started giggling. He couldn't help it. When Draco mentioned Spam, Harry thought of something he had seen Uncle Vernon watching.
"What's so funny, Potter? Do you actually like Spam?"
Hermione could not figure out what Harry was giggling about. She despised Spam with a passion. And decided it would be awful to be turned into it. Curiosity got the better of her though. "Harry, seriously. What is so funny about Spam?"
In a high pitched voice that reminded Hermione of a chicken, he replied, "I don't like Spam!" and doubled over with laughter. He regained his composure a moment later. Hermione was looked at him confusedly. Draco continued to glare at him. Harry quickly explained. "Uncle Vernon was watching this show one day and there was this guy dressed like a girl, right? So he and another guy were in a diner. However, the diner only served dishes with Spam. The guy who was a guy loved it, but the guy who was a girl hated it. There was also a Spam song sung by these vikings that would start whenever Spam was mentioned more than once in a line." He started chuckling to himself again.
Draco still did not understand what was so funny to Harry, so he walked into the Great Hall leaving the two Gryffindors alone. Hermione was picturing the whole thing and was giggling as she and Harry followed Draco. Because of her giggling, she missed Professor Snape getting up from the Teachers' table and dragging Draco behind him. Ron, however, witnessed the whole scene on his way to join the others. He was still staring at the doors when he sat next to Harry. Hermione was across the table.
"Hi, Ron," Harry and Hermione said in unison, both still slightly amused by the Spam.
"What's wrong with you two? This isn't about Snape is it?"
"No," Harry said. "Spam."
"Huh?" Ron replied.
"Never mind," Hermione said. "Have you finally come around, or are you here to make your point again?"
Ron looked at her for a moment, considering. Finally, he said, "I don't agree with it, but I've decided to be supportive. I want proof though. Proof that Snape isn't a total monster. Get him to be nice to me in class, give me a compliment, or anything that shows he's what you say he is. I'm not taking your word or Harry's word. I want to hear it and see it for myself."
Harry and Hermione looked at each other for a moment. Ron was going to be a tough sell. They knew he would still think Snape was horrible, even if he did the best thing anyone could ever do for someone else. Ron always had to be difficult.
"Okay, it's a deal," Hermione heard herself say. She had seven more days until break was over and just as many days to convince Severus to do something. She just had to figure out what that was going to be. What had she gotten herself into?
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If Hermione thought she was in deep, Draco Malfoy was sure he was in deeper. Out of nowhere Snape had appeared behind him at the breakfast table. Draco motioned to sit down, but was quickly picked up by his cloak. He had never realized how strong his former mentor was. What else was he capable of doing? Bad thoughts began running through his mind as he was hauled to the dungeon. Snape set Draco down in a front desk and turned to face the wall. He was composing his thoughts. Draco just stared at the back of Snape's robes, unsure of what to do. He figured not moving was a good idea at this point. Snape had his eyes closed as he turned to face Draco finally. When he opened them, Draco did not see anger, but rather a hint of fear. He had never known the Potions Master to be afraid, at least not openly. What surprised him more was that Snape was allowing him to see it. Something was happening that he did not want to miss. Last night's anger left Draco, and now he was curious and almost apologetic. He knew that whatever Snape was about to tell him would change everything. This was more important than anything that had happened to him before and that was saying a lot.
End Pt. 2
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A/N: Spam sketch borrowed courtesy of Monty Python. This was the silly chapter, and for some apparent reason, I couldn't come up w/any good insults. I apologize if my skewed view of Spam offends you, but I really don't like it and I wouldn't much like to be turned into it. That said, the next chapter will be more serious.