Puff of Scarlet and Gold smoke Who's enjoying this like I am? I just hope you guys find it funny. I do, but my sense of humour can be rather... odd.
Chapter Four: Snape's Troubles
On Slytherin Mountain, the evil faerie Snape paced back and forth in pure frustration. Behind him sat a bubbling cauldron glowing a vile green shade. "Why is it that I can't find those royal brats? MINIONS!" He yelled angrily. From all of the cracks and crannies within the castle came all of Snape's henchmen led by Pansy.
"Yes, M'lord?" Pansy's simpering voice asked.
"Why have none of you found those royal brats? I've had you searching for near sixteen years! Those twins and the boy have already passed their sixteenth birthdays! And on both occasions, I've received gloating messages from Sybill, Minerva, and Poppy telling me that they have survived. And now, the last of them, the princess, with the worst curse of all, is about to reach sixteen! I don't want her to survive! I want Hogsmeade thrown into despair for their beloved little princess! Then I can come in and take over! But no! You lazy slacking good for nothings haven't found them!"
"Please sir, we've checked all of the surrounding areas, and we can't find them, they must have a spell on them, or-"
"Excuses! Naught but excuses! I keep a bunch of doddery fools! You call yourself evil minions?!?! What about all of the magic I've enhanced you with?" Snape yelled. He stormed over to his cauldron and added a few more ingredients to his cauldron causing it to explode all over the room.
"But sir! We can't find her! They must have a shield spell of some sort surrounding them!" snape mimmicked cruelly. "Morons! Morons surround me! Imbeciles! DRACO!" Snape bellowed at the top of his lungs. From outside, his silver owl swooped in and landed on his outstretched arm. "My darling pet Draco. I don't know why I didn't give you this job from the start. Go out and find them, that rotten little princess and her prince brothers. When you discover their whereabouts come back and report to me understand?" Draco hooted softly and flew out the window. Snape sighed contentedly. "My job is in good hands. Or claws." Behind him, Pansy and the other minions tried to sneak away until Snape slammed his staff to the ground. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked, his oily voice full of malice.
"Well sir, I mean, you took us off the royal family search, so we were just going to leave you alone now-" Pansy began timidly.
"No, it is I who shall be leaving YOU." Snape barked. "You all are to stay here and clean up this mess. And if I come back and am not satisfied, I'll turn you all to toads and pickle you for my potions. Understand?" he asked.
Grumbling, his minions nodded yes and began to clean.
Ok, I know it's really, really short, but we couldn't forget the villain here could we? Poor Snape, maybe I'll follow through on that dress threat later... you never know .
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