Unloved Disclaimer: same as the first. yep sad story.
Warning: same as first. if ye don't like it. why the Sam hill are you reading the second chapter. And remember no flames, my self- esteem is made of glass.
I'd like to give a special thank you to my friend Missa for helping me write this loverly chapter. Enjoy. Oh and another thanks to Sesshomaru's Angel ! I'm so glad you like my story! Here's your update!
Unloved: chapter 2: Attack of the Not-So-Fatal Poking...War....Thing.
Everyone stared as Severus and Fera walked into the Great Hall that evening. It was quite a surprise to see the most feared professor walking hand in hand with the most unpopular student in the school. Students and staff alike started whispering in the backround.
"She's fucking SNAPE!" Draco Malfoy said between laughs. "I thought our Head of House had better taste than THAT, but apparently he doesn't" "She's just as insane as we thought!" Ron Weasly whispered to his friends at the Gryffindor table.
Hermione Granger snorted in pure disgust.
"They're starting to talk about us, Sev." Fera said softly to Severus.
"I could do something to REALLY get them talking...." he suggested with a huge grin on his face.
"what did you have in..Woah!" she said as Severus picked her up and laid her down on the empty end of the Hufflepuff table. She squealed in delight and surprise. Severus climbed on top of her and started ravishing her mouth. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, completely forgetting where she was. The entire room was silent except for the sounds Severus and Fera were making on the table. Everyone stared at them. Albus coughed, trying to get the two of them to stop, but it was to no avail. The two of them kept going at it, never coming up for air.
Suddenly, Severus got up, straitened his robes out, and lifted Fera up off the table. He carried her out of the Great Hall, and they headed down to the dungeons.
"Did I just see what I thought I saw?" Sirius Black said from the right of Albus.
" I don't know, what do you think you saw?" Remus Lupin asked from beside him.
"Snape making out on a table with a student." "Yep." "Thought so, but who in the name of Merlin would ANYONE want to make out with Snivelus?" Sirius asked in a astonished voice.
"Apparently Miss Fera Edwards does." Albus said.
Surprised and a tish(?) bit grossed out, the staff left and went to their offices to get this memory out their heads and into their pensives.
(A/N: tish? what the hell is TISH? sorry, Missa made me use tish. I haven't the foggiest idea why I used it, what it means, but it sounds cool, so I'll use it. shrugs shoulders)
"Ooh you're makin' me live..." Fera sang. "I love Queen." "I do too, Hunnybunny." Severus said absentmindedly. "Who do we love?, what the hell does a queen have to do with anything?" "We love Queen. Not A Queen. But Queen. A band. A very good band. A very awesomly awesome band." she said lauging. "Oh. Whatever then." "WHATEVER? HOW CAN YOU WHATEVER QUEEN?" she yelled in mock anger.
Severus looked at her oddly, then walked over to her and poked her.
"Ow, what the hell?" she said, poking back. Severus replied by giving her another poke in the forehead. She retaliated by poking him several times in the stomach. She kept on doing it, and soon they were in a full-fledged poking war.
Albus walked in and saw the two of them going at it and burst out laughing. "What the hell are y'all doin'?" He said in a really crappy southern accent. In all reality, he sounded like a drunk chipmunk. Fera walked over to him and poked him. He poked her back. She retaliated. He poked her again. Severus poked Albus. Albus poked him. And guess what, the poking war was slightly enlarged. When Albus did not return, Minerva McGonagall went looking for the elderly headmaster. She found him in the dungeons with Severus and Fera, poking each other. She walked into the room.
"What, may I ask, is going on here..Hmmmmm?" she asked in a crappy British accent, which is really sad, cause she's British. Albus replied with a poke. She poked him back. He poked, and then there were four.
By midnight, every professor in the establishment was in the dungeons, engaged in a violent war of poking. The war went on for hours. It was still going on at 7:25 AM, at which point, our favorite little red headed weasle walked down to the dungeons. He coughed loudly to announce his presence. Everyone stopped in mid-poke and looked at him.
"Just thought I'd let you all know that class starts in five minutes." he said and walked away.
End of Chapter
-Whoo hooo! poking wars are FUN! sorry this chapter was so retarded, but hey, Its call CHEAP COMEDY! Say it with me now, CHEAP COMEDY. That's a good boy. alrighty, Review pweeeeaseee?
-Sally and Miss Missa.
Warning: same as first. if ye don't like it. why the Sam hill are you reading the second chapter. And remember no flames, my self- esteem is made of glass.
I'd like to give a special thank you to my friend Missa for helping me write this loverly chapter. Enjoy. Oh and another thanks to Sesshomaru's Angel ! I'm so glad you like my story! Here's your update!
Unloved: chapter 2: Attack of the Not-So-Fatal Poking...War....Thing.
Everyone stared as Severus and Fera walked into the Great Hall that evening. It was quite a surprise to see the most feared professor walking hand in hand with the most unpopular student in the school. Students and staff alike started whispering in the backround.
"She's fucking SNAPE!" Draco Malfoy said between laughs. "I thought our Head of House had better taste than THAT, but apparently he doesn't" "She's just as insane as we thought!" Ron Weasly whispered to his friends at the Gryffindor table.
Hermione Granger snorted in pure disgust.
"They're starting to talk about us, Sev." Fera said softly to Severus.
"I could do something to REALLY get them talking...." he suggested with a huge grin on his face.
"what did you have in..Woah!" she said as Severus picked her up and laid her down on the empty end of the Hufflepuff table. She squealed in delight and surprise. Severus climbed on top of her and started ravishing her mouth. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, completely forgetting where she was. The entire room was silent except for the sounds Severus and Fera were making on the table. Everyone stared at them. Albus coughed, trying to get the two of them to stop, but it was to no avail. The two of them kept going at it, never coming up for air.
Suddenly, Severus got up, straitened his robes out, and lifted Fera up off the table. He carried her out of the Great Hall, and they headed down to the dungeons.
"Did I just see what I thought I saw?" Sirius Black said from the right of Albus.
" I don't know, what do you think you saw?" Remus Lupin asked from beside him.
"Snape making out on a table with a student." "Yep." "Thought so, but who in the name of Merlin would ANYONE want to make out with Snivelus?" Sirius asked in a astonished voice.
"Apparently Miss Fera Edwards does." Albus said.
Surprised and a tish(?) bit grossed out, the staff left and went to their offices to get this memory out their heads and into their pensives.
(A/N: tish? what the hell is TISH? sorry, Missa made me use tish. I haven't the foggiest idea why I used it, what it means, but it sounds cool, so I'll use it. shrugs shoulders)
"Ooh you're makin' me live..." Fera sang. "I love Queen." "I do too, Hunnybunny." Severus said absentmindedly. "Who do we love?, what the hell does a queen have to do with anything?" "We love Queen. Not A Queen. But Queen. A band. A very good band. A very awesomly awesome band." she said lauging. "Oh. Whatever then." "WHATEVER? HOW CAN YOU WHATEVER QUEEN?" she yelled in mock anger.
Severus looked at her oddly, then walked over to her and poked her.
"Ow, what the hell?" she said, poking back. Severus replied by giving her another poke in the forehead. She retaliated by poking him several times in the stomach. She kept on doing it, and soon they were in a full-fledged poking war.
Albus walked in and saw the two of them going at it and burst out laughing. "What the hell are y'all doin'?" He said in a really crappy southern accent. In all reality, he sounded like a drunk chipmunk. Fera walked over to him and poked him. He poked her back. She retaliated. He poked her again. Severus poked Albus. Albus poked him. And guess what, the poking war was slightly enlarged. When Albus did not return, Minerva McGonagall went looking for the elderly headmaster. She found him in the dungeons with Severus and Fera, poking each other. She walked into the room.
"What, may I ask, is going on here..Hmmmmm?" she asked in a crappy British accent, which is really sad, cause she's British. Albus replied with a poke. She poked him back. He poked, and then there were four.
By midnight, every professor in the establishment was in the dungeons, engaged in a violent war of poking. The war went on for hours. It was still going on at 7:25 AM, at which point, our favorite little red headed weasle walked down to the dungeons. He coughed loudly to announce his presence. Everyone stopped in mid-poke and looked at him.
"Just thought I'd let you all know that class starts in five minutes." he said and walked away.
End of Chapter
-Whoo hooo! poking wars are FUN! sorry this chapter was so retarded, but hey, Its call CHEAP COMEDY! Say it with me now, CHEAP COMEDY. That's a good boy. alrighty, Review pweeeeaseee?
-Sally and Miss Missa.