Socially Challenged: Chapter Three
Disclaimer: Not mine, never mine, all just for fun.
Summary: A guide to totally embarrassing situations, when you know you're screwed and that you've got yourself into this mess all by yourself. Read to see who and how your fave characters got into this mess.
Chapter Three: Pink-Laced Panties: Part One
Severus Snape; mean, angry, greasy, sarcastic, cynical, hypocritical, immoral, and the world's most prejudice man - next to Lucius Malfoy, that is. You all know him as our sarcastically sweet and "open-minded" Potions Master; or this is the image he has placed you to believe. But do any of you really know the real Snape? Allow me to educate you...
Allow me to introduce myself, or shall I get you to guess; I think I shall.
I'm thousands of years old; no I'm not Mcgonagall, even if she has seemed to age as much as I.
I can't walk, talk, eat, sleep, anything.
You've all met me at least once or twice, and I'm mentioned in more stories than you realise; you could spot me in any Harry Potter Fic, you just have to read hard enough.
I'm a little dirty, and I let everyone walk all over me.
I know all your secrets.
I could fit you all in my mouth.
I bet that last one got you, and you're thinking, what he hell am I? Fine, I'll tell you...
I'm Hogwarts Castle.
And as you can guess, I don't just know your secrets, I know the little games of one, Severus Snape.
Let me take you back twenty years ago, you can tell who this so-claimed "future Death Eater" is.
A boy of sixteen, sitting crossed legged on a dungeon floor, looks up as two boys enter the room; one resembling our own Harry Potter, the other sporting jet-black hair, and the same Gryffindor robes as his friend. Both boys are smirking.
The sitting boy, our victim in this story - Snape, scrambled to his feet at the sight of the boy, pulling something behind his back as he did so; unfortunately for Snape the two boys, Potter and Black, noticed this tiny piece of pink lace.
Turning to each other, they smirks grew. Raising their wands, they stepped closer to Snape.
"What'cha got there, Snivellus?" Black asked, twirling his wand between his fingers with ease.
Snape gulped, his eyes showing no fear though. "None of your business, blood-traitor."
Black laughed, "You think that's insulting, Snape?" he said through his bark-laughs.
Potter chuckled softly before pointing his wand at Snape. "Accio pink lace," he said, almost lazily.
The pink object, which Snape was attempting to shove into the pockets of his robes, zoomed from his grip and into the grip of young Potter.
He chuckled loudly as he held up a pair of pink-laced panties before a label on the back became clear to him. His eyes bludged as the words became visible, reading:
Lily Evans...
End Short Chapter!
If you want Part Two you've gotta review and I'll get it up asap. Sorry that this one was so short, but the funny bit is coming, I swear. ;D.
Until Next chapter,
-Jnari, kisses.