"Hermione, darling, stop acting so insane. Jumping about on you head will
only make the headache worse."
"Please Professor Snape! You don't understand, the spell won't stop! My wand is over there!"
"I'm getting serious now, stop jumping about on your head you're breaking the tables and potion bottles! I'll have to write a letter to your parents!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Cut it out! You sound like a cow gone wrong! Now stop that this instant, you've already knocked your potion on the floor so you've failed anyway."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I failed?! Nooooooooo!"
"Young lady, I will take you off my potions course and make sure you never do magic again! You know how much it costs to replace just one glass cylinder, you've broken all thirty-five!"
"Just give me my wand and I can stop it! Or better still, YOU STOP IT YOU IDIOT!"
"That's it! Weasley! Potter! Grab her and stop her from bouncing, she's staining the carpet."
"I think she's dead sir."
"Don't be stupid, Weasley, she's still bouncing."
"But sir, her head is..."
"I didn't ask you Potter." He slowly straightened the creases in his robes and headed for Dumbledore's office. On the way he thought about what he could say to him, he couldn't say he killed a student that would be too extreme. He couldn't say he let her die, even though that was the truth. Then the though occurred to him. What if she was still alive? Should he go to Madam Ponferry first and tell her to keep it a secret? But she was close to Dumbledore, she couldn't be trusted. He could go back and try to heal her himself. Why not? He was a potions teacher; he could make a potion to heal all the damaged flesh. Did he have such a potion? He would have to do research, but that could take time. It could be too late by then. But what about Potter and Weasley? They were in the detention too, they saw everything. Suddenly he halted with a jolt. He would not go to Dumbledore. He could jeopardise his career that way. He would deal with Potter and Weasley himself.
"Sir!" Harry and Ron jumped up as Snape entered the room. "She's stopped bouncing but she's barely alive! Have you sent for Dumbledore or Madam Ponferry?" Snape gave Ron a shallow look of contempt. Plus that look of loathing to Harry, of course.
"I can handle this situation perfectly well, can I not?"
"But I think she's brain dead!"
"I don't need you're opinion Potter!"
"You never went to Dumbledore did you??"
"That doesn't concern you Weasley!" Harry immediately jumped up from Hermione's side and leapt for the door. But Snape beat him to it.
"Expeliarmus!" he yelled, sending Harry like a bullet into the wall. Harry, slid down into a limp pile on the floor. Ron looked at Harry and then at Snape, smiling like a wild thing. "I've always wanted you three dead!" Snape spat, "and this is my ideal opportunity!"
"You can't! Someone will hear! Someone will find out!"
"The best thing about magic, is that you can cover up for anything! Before I went through the door I put a spell on this room so no one can hear your screams!"
"There are ways! Someone will know! We'll be gone! You can't explain our disappearance to Dumbledore! He knows everything, and he's cleverer than you!"
Snape's face darkened.
"You'll never even compare! The end of the day YOU ARE JUST A DUMB BORED COMMON PROFFESSOR THAT'S JEALOUS OF YOUR OWN STUDENTS!!!!!!!!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" he roared, "You'll pay for that. You'll all pay!" he started lifting his wand and drew breath.
"LISTEN!" Ron yelled, "You can make things better, don't stoop to Voldermort's level, you escaped that years ago! You don't want to go back to that!"
"Just a few more murders on the pile won't make any difference to the hundreds I've already committed!"
"You don't want to add to that pile, you've done enough. Listen, it hasn't been the same since you left Voldermort, has it?"
"What do you mean?"
"People know who you used to be and they won't let it go will they?"
"Shut up Weasley."
"NO! People's attitudes have, have made you who you are! That's not who you want to be, that's not who you really are!"
"How dare you! How dare you, say this!"
"But its true isn't it? The, the person you are, you're, it's just a shell, and you're a different person underneath! You're really someone who would never kill someone!"
"STOP IT WEASLEY!"
"Stop hiding! Stop hiding behind the shell Voldermort put you in!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!!!!" Snape had turned red from head to toe. He was literally steaming, and his dark greasy hair was dripping with sweat. This boy, this student, was getting into his mind. He wouldn't tolerate this. He wouldn't let him. He's just a boy with ludicrous ideas! Suddenly his face changed. It was slightly softer. More, human. He began to smile widely in his temporary madness. He was too far gone to stop now. He would fix it. Soon this boy would never speak again.
Ron breathed loudly, keeping his eyes locked on Snapes, watching his every expression. Ron had no idea what Snape would do next. Indeed, his face was quite unreadable.
Ron gulped. "Sir?" Ron's voice was quite inaudible. "Sir?" he said a little louder. Snape composed himself.
"You will never see the light of day again, boy. I swear to you. This is the end. The trio Harry, Hermione and Ron will never be seen again. Never seen again. This is the end."
"You can't do this! Someone will know, someone will find out!"
"You know perfectly well that I can make it so that no one will ever know. I'm perfectly capable."
"Someone will! You can't erase the memories of everyone here once they know, and they'll find out sir. Someone will always suspect. Someone will know something they shouldn't and anyway, you could never fool Dumbledore! He's a far better wizard than any of us!"
"Dumbledore is just a silly old fool." Snape said, slowly and carefully pronouncing his words specifically sounding the't's and the word 'fool.' It had quite an effect on Ron though. Snape may be crazy but he had never insulted Dumbledore so blatantly. Snape almost looked slightly shocked after he said it.
Snape's breathing quickened. Something appeared in his face that Ron had never seen before. Something so unusual that it looked totally out of place as if his face barely knew how to express it. It was regret. Snape fell to the floor slowly and stared at nothing. Ron was still staring at Snape.
"Sir?"
But Snape looked like he had gone beyond the power of speech. Ron seized the opportunity to walk slowly towards the door. With a slight high pitched screech, he opened the door and slid out.
"Please Professor Snape! You don't understand, the spell won't stop! My wand is over there!"
"I'm getting serious now, stop jumping about on your head you're breaking the tables and potion bottles! I'll have to write a letter to your parents!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Cut it out! You sound like a cow gone wrong! Now stop that this instant, you've already knocked your potion on the floor so you've failed anyway."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I failed?! Nooooooooo!"
"Young lady, I will take you off my potions course and make sure you never do magic again! You know how much it costs to replace just one glass cylinder, you've broken all thirty-five!"
"Just give me my wand and I can stop it! Or better still, YOU STOP IT YOU IDIOT!"
"That's it! Weasley! Potter! Grab her and stop her from bouncing, she's staining the carpet."
"I think she's dead sir."
"Don't be stupid, Weasley, she's still bouncing."
"But sir, her head is..."
"I didn't ask you Potter." He slowly straightened the creases in his robes and headed for Dumbledore's office. On the way he thought about what he could say to him, he couldn't say he killed a student that would be too extreme. He couldn't say he let her die, even though that was the truth. Then the though occurred to him. What if she was still alive? Should he go to Madam Ponferry first and tell her to keep it a secret? But she was close to Dumbledore, she couldn't be trusted. He could go back and try to heal her himself. Why not? He was a potions teacher; he could make a potion to heal all the damaged flesh. Did he have such a potion? He would have to do research, but that could take time. It could be too late by then. But what about Potter and Weasley? They were in the detention too, they saw everything. Suddenly he halted with a jolt. He would not go to Dumbledore. He could jeopardise his career that way. He would deal with Potter and Weasley himself.
"Sir!" Harry and Ron jumped up as Snape entered the room. "She's stopped bouncing but she's barely alive! Have you sent for Dumbledore or Madam Ponferry?" Snape gave Ron a shallow look of contempt. Plus that look of loathing to Harry, of course.
"I can handle this situation perfectly well, can I not?"
"But I think she's brain dead!"
"I don't need you're opinion Potter!"
"You never went to Dumbledore did you??"
"That doesn't concern you Weasley!" Harry immediately jumped up from Hermione's side and leapt for the door. But Snape beat him to it.
"Expeliarmus!" he yelled, sending Harry like a bullet into the wall. Harry, slid down into a limp pile on the floor. Ron looked at Harry and then at Snape, smiling like a wild thing. "I've always wanted you three dead!" Snape spat, "and this is my ideal opportunity!"
"You can't! Someone will hear! Someone will find out!"
"The best thing about magic, is that you can cover up for anything! Before I went through the door I put a spell on this room so no one can hear your screams!"
"There are ways! Someone will know! We'll be gone! You can't explain our disappearance to Dumbledore! He knows everything, and he's cleverer than you!"
Snape's face darkened.
"You'll never even compare! The end of the day YOU ARE JUST A DUMB BORED COMMON PROFFESSOR THAT'S JEALOUS OF YOUR OWN STUDENTS!!!!!!!!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" he roared, "You'll pay for that. You'll all pay!" he started lifting his wand and drew breath.
"LISTEN!" Ron yelled, "You can make things better, don't stoop to Voldermort's level, you escaped that years ago! You don't want to go back to that!"
"Just a few more murders on the pile won't make any difference to the hundreds I've already committed!"
"You don't want to add to that pile, you've done enough. Listen, it hasn't been the same since you left Voldermort, has it?"
"What do you mean?"
"People know who you used to be and they won't let it go will they?"
"Shut up Weasley."
"NO! People's attitudes have, have made you who you are! That's not who you want to be, that's not who you really are!"
"How dare you! How dare you, say this!"
"But its true isn't it? The, the person you are, you're, it's just a shell, and you're a different person underneath! You're really someone who would never kill someone!"
"STOP IT WEASLEY!"
"Stop hiding! Stop hiding behind the shell Voldermort put you in!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!!!!" Snape had turned red from head to toe. He was literally steaming, and his dark greasy hair was dripping with sweat. This boy, this student, was getting into his mind. He wouldn't tolerate this. He wouldn't let him. He's just a boy with ludicrous ideas! Suddenly his face changed. It was slightly softer. More, human. He began to smile widely in his temporary madness. He was too far gone to stop now. He would fix it. Soon this boy would never speak again.
Ron breathed loudly, keeping his eyes locked on Snapes, watching his every expression. Ron had no idea what Snape would do next. Indeed, his face was quite unreadable.
Ron gulped. "Sir?" Ron's voice was quite inaudible. "Sir?" he said a little louder. Snape composed himself.
"You will never see the light of day again, boy. I swear to you. This is the end. The trio Harry, Hermione and Ron will never be seen again. Never seen again. This is the end."
"You can't do this! Someone will know, someone will find out!"
"You know perfectly well that I can make it so that no one will ever know. I'm perfectly capable."
"Someone will! You can't erase the memories of everyone here once they know, and they'll find out sir. Someone will always suspect. Someone will know something they shouldn't and anyway, you could never fool Dumbledore! He's a far better wizard than any of us!"
"Dumbledore is just a silly old fool." Snape said, slowly and carefully pronouncing his words specifically sounding the't's and the word 'fool.' It had quite an effect on Ron though. Snape may be crazy but he had never insulted Dumbledore so blatantly. Snape almost looked slightly shocked after he said it.
Snape's breathing quickened. Something appeared in his face that Ron had never seen before. Something so unusual that it looked totally out of place as if his face barely knew how to express it. It was regret. Snape fell to the floor slowly and stared at nothing. Ron was still staring at Snape.
"Sir?"
But Snape looked like he had gone beyond the power of speech. Ron seized the opportunity to walk slowly towards the door. With a slight high pitched screech, he opened the door and slid out.
