Oh, don't sue me! The disclaimer- J.K. Rowling owns pretty much all of
this! Don't sue! L.O.L....
September 20th, Friday. Number eleven- 'Make comments'
Well today in class I think that he found the pink stuff. He was using a pink fluffy pen! How hilarious. Everyone was staring at him. He eve took 5 points off of Slytherin! We were so shocked! Ok well, on with my little joke.
When he came near me I said to him, "Did you get a tan Professor?"
He looked at me like I was crazy and walked away. I didn't even get a yes or no. But obviously he didn't. He never does. I think he sits in the dungeons all day, observed in potions. What a weird person.
Every time I got a chance, I would ask him something. Like, "Did you get a haircut?" or "You just have to tell me the shampoo you use." It was so fun. He never said anything to me. Just shook his head and walked away. I should have started to cry, it would have made him feel bad, or at least I hope it would. He needs to feel bad for all these things he does to us.
September 22nd, Sunday Number twelve- 'LOSER!'
Sorry I never got a chance to write yesterday. But I'll tell you what I did to poor little Snapey-poo. You know those little Post-Its? They came in handy, very handy! I took my wand and did a little spell that made 'Loser' flash on each and everyone of them.
I went to the beginning of the dungeons and again with my wand I made them fly onto the walls of the dungeons, going all the way down to the classroom.
I did a little spell and now, like the fluffy stuff, it will stay for a while. Poor Snape. Now when we go to class tommorow everyone will laugh and laugh and laugh at Snape. I know it's mean, but oh well. He's mean to us!
So what should it matter?
Right?
Right! Then why do I feel so guilty? Oh well. I'll get over it.
Hopefully...
-Nicole
September 23rd, Monday Number thirteen- 'Love...'
Dear Severus, I've been watching you for quite some time now. I watch you when you're walking, breathing, eating, teaching, and sleeping. Well, the sleeping thing isn't often. You know me and I happen to be very lucky to know you. Make my dreams come true and love me the way I love you. You happen to be very friendly to me. And I want you to be even friendlier to me. Hold me, touch me, heal me Severus! Please, oh please! I love more then life itself. Let us fight away these fears together. Let us cry, be angry, and be happy together. Forever I want to hold you. Will my wishes ever come true? Maybe not. Especially if I sign this anonymous, which I will. I do not want you to know who I am. Not yet anyways. Be patient and soon enough I reveil the real me.
Love, Anonymous.
Well, that's the letter I sent to Snape this morning. I am a little witch! Well, I am. Ha. I'm a witch with a 'B'. It's so fun to torture people.
I kind of still feel guilty. But I'm angry at myself for feeling this way. This is supposed to be fun! Not something to feel bad about. It's not like he cares very much.
Or does he?
-Nicole
September 25th, Wensday Number fourteen – 'I'm not touching you!'
I went to class today and had a lot of fun. When I saw Snape comeing towards me I asked him if he liked to be touched.
"No I don't actually, so don't."
"Ok," I replied. Then I took my finger and put it really close to his arm.
"Don't touch me Ms. Peirce."
"I'm not touching you!" I said, "I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!"
"Yes I heard you."
"I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you..."
"I know that. Don't get so close to me."
"...I'm not touching you ! I'm not touching you!"
He said something under his breath and walked to his desk. I withdrew my finger and went back to my potion.
When class was over I went to his desk and put my finger not even an inch from his arm. "I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you..."
"I know Ms. Pierce, now leave."
"... I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!"
"OUT OF MY CLASSROOM NOW!"
I jumped like a foot in the air and dashed out of the room.
Ok I guess I don't feel really guilty now that he yelled at me. I guess that's what I was hoping for.
-Nicole
September 20th, Friday. Number eleven- 'Make comments'
Well today in class I think that he found the pink stuff. He was using a pink fluffy pen! How hilarious. Everyone was staring at him. He eve took 5 points off of Slytherin! We were so shocked! Ok well, on with my little joke.
When he came near me I said to him, "Did you get a tan Professor?"
He looked at me like I was crazy and walked away. I didn't even get a yes or no. But obviously he didn't. He never does. I think he sits in the dungeons all day, observed in potions. What a weird person.
Every time I got a chance, I would ask him something. Like, "Did you get a haircut?" or "You just have to tell me the shampoo you use." It was so fun. He never said anything to me. Just shook his head and walked away. I should have started to cry, it would have made him feel bad, or at least I hope it would. He needs to feel bad for all these things he does to us.
September 22nd, Sunday Number twelve- 'LOSER!'
Sorry I never got a chance to write yesterday. But I'll tell you what I did to poor little Snapey-poo. You know those little Post-Its? They came in handy, very handy! I took my wand and did a little spell that made 'Loser' flash on each and everyone of them.
I went to the beginning of the dungeons and again with my wand I made them fly onto the walls of the dungeons, going all the way down to the classroom.
I did a little spell and now, like the fluffy stuff, it will stay for a while. Poor Snape. Now when we go to class tommorow everyone will laugh and laugh and laugh at Snape. I know it's mean, but oh well. He's mean to us!
So what should it matter?
Right?
Right! Then why do I feel so guilty? Oh well. I'll get over it.
Hopefully...
-Nicole
September 23rd, Monday Number thirteen- 'Love...'
Dear Severus, I've been watching you for quite some time now. I watch you when you're walking, breathing, eating, teaching, and sleeping. Well, the sleeping thing isn't often. You know me and I happen to be very lucky to know you. Make my dreams come true and love me the way I love you. You happen to be very friendly to me. And I want you to be even friendlier to me. Hold me, touch me, heal me Severus! Please, oh please! I love more then life itself. Let us fight away these fears together. Let us cry, be angry, and be happy together. Forever I want to hold you. Will my wishes ever come true? Maybe not. Especially if I sign this anonymous, which I will. I do not want you to know who I am. Not yet anyways. Be patient and soon enough I reveil the real me.
Love, Anonymous.
Well, that's the letter I sent to Snape this morning. I am a little witch! Well, I am. Ha. I'm a witch with a 'B'. It's so fun to torture people.
I kind of still feel guilty. But I'm angry at myself for feeling this way. This is supposed to be fun! Not something to feel bad about. It's not like he cares very much.
Or does he?
-Nicole
September 25th, Wensday Number fourteen – 'I'm not touching you!'
I went to class today and had a lot of fun. When I saw Snape comeing towards me I asked him if he liked to be touched.
"No I don't actually, so don't."
"Ok," I replied. Then I took my finger and put it really close to his arm.
"Don't touch me Ms. Peirce."
"I'm not touching you!" I said, "I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!"
"Yes I heard you."
"I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you..."
"I know that. Don't get so close to me."
"...I'm not touching you ! I'm not touching you!"
He said something under his breath and walked to his desk. I withdrew my finger and went back to my potion.
When class was over I went to his desk and put my finger not even an inch from his arm. "I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you..."
"I know Ms. Pierce, now leave."
"... I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you! I'm not touching you!"
"OUT OF MY CLASSROOM NOW!"
I jumped like a foot in the air and dashed out of the room.
Ok I guess I don't feel really guilty now that he yelled at me. I guess that's what I was hoping for.
-Nicole