Summary: The Professors voted for Snape to do something against his will. Shopping. He is made to shop for each and everyone of the Professors. So when one of them has something odd on the list, what will he do? And what do Harry, Ron, Hermione, and lingerie have to do with it? What is the outcome?
BB/N: This is thou chapter three. God bless ye.
Chapter Three: Hairy
"I don't want to sleep with woman's knick…where are we sleeping?" Harry asked.
"Hmm…There are two bedrooms in this building. Hermione why don't you sleep in my room, and you three can sleep in the other one."
Harry, Ron, and Snape stared at each other.
"All right!" Hermione said, enjoying the guy's discomfort.
"Then it's settled." Emily said happily.
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"What do you mean by that Minerva?"
"I mean we can't find Harry, Ron, and Hermione."
Dumbledore stood up. "Did you check the Library?"
McGonagall nodded her head. "And I did the head count."
"All right. Have all Professor's search the castle."
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"Nothing Albus, and Severus isn't here either."
"Well…have you tried outs- Wait, no Severus?" Dumbledore asked.
"He isn't in the building. I sent the Ghost's everywhere and Hagrid is outside. " McGonagall said.
Dumbledore sat down and rubbed his temples. He was worried. Worried about three of the most important people to save the world…and a potions Master. McGonagall paced his study, not quite sure what to do next. They searched the castle, what they could of the grounds with Fang and Hagrid, Firnez checked the Forbidden Forest, and even the Weasley Twins searched in there own way. (They stole the Map from Harry, Ginny showed them where it was)
"Hogsmeade people are coming. Including Madame Rosmerta and her sister. Maybe they can enlighten us with the situation, with good news, not bad. Maybe Severus and the kids are with them, having been in the Three Broomsticks." McGonagall said thoughtfully.
"Should we try to floo over there?" Dumbledore asked.
"Floo where?" McGonagall asked, not stopping her pacing.
"To the Three Broomsticks." Dumbledore said with a sigh.
Professor McGonagall explained to Professor Dumbledore that, everyone from Hogsmeade was coming to Hogwarts, because of the snowstorm.
"Then we'll just have to wait for them." Dumbledore said.
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It was going onto 10:30 p.m. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were getting situated for bed. Harry, Ron, and Snape shared a little guest room, and Hermione slept with Emily in her room…on the floor of course. Harry and Ron gave Hermione a futon, which is a Japanese bed that Emily happened to have, and they're very difficult to conjure up.
Harry and Ron only had pillows and blankets…on the floor…with Snape. Ron was okay sleeping on the floor, as well as Snape. But Harry on the other hand could not get a grip on the floor sleeping idea. Harry rolled constantly.
"Just stop rolling, Harry!" Ron said, buffeting him with a pillow.
"I can't! For the first ten or eleven years of my life, I slept on the floor. Then, after that, I got a bed. I liked the bed. I don't like the floor…anymore!" Harry complained.
"Shut up! I'm trying to sleep! Everyone in this house can hear you complain. Do you want to be known as a 'Complainer'?" Hermione asked, leaning on the doorframe.
"That was like the first time I've ever complained in my life!" Harry said.
Ron tried to imitate Harry. "I don't like this class! I want to go somewhere else. This is boring." Does that sound familiar Harry?"
"Shut up! I didn't do that." Harry said.
"JUST GO TO SLEEP!" Hermione yelled, walking back down the hallway, and to her room.
Harry and Ron gave up on arguing, and tried to sleep. They almost did.
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"Is it true he had to sleep on the floor?" Emily asked, sympathetically.
"Yeah, so?" Snape replied, unsympathetically. Meeting Lord Voldemort was a lot more sympathetic than sleeping on the floor.
"You know, you've got to lighten up a bit." Emily said with a smile.
Snape took a long draught of coffee from a Care Bear Muggle Mug. Snape looked at his mug. "Who are these ugly colored bears?"
Emily rolled her eyes. "The Care Bears of course. One of the most annoying shows and bear's on Earth. Honestly, they need to die."
"Wow, you can say something negative."
"And your hair is greasy." Emily said with a smirk. Snape drank his coffee, glaring at her over his mug.
"You know, I had that problem, a long time ago." Emily said.
"What…problem?" Snape asked.
"Greasy hair of course! My sister always had the finer hair. But me, no. I got my dads hair. Greasy and unwell. Like yours!"
Snape felt a little uncomfortable with the idea of his hair as a topic of conversation between him…and Emily.
"What did you do to fix it?" Snape asked. "Because I like your hair, it's pretty." He thought.
"Come on! I'll show you!" Emily stood up and dragged him out of the kitchen. She ran down the hallway, dragging Snape along. She stopped in front of the bathroom, and kicked the door open, forgetting she had guest. She pushed Snape in there, went in behind him, and locked the door.
"What are you doing?" Snape asked, a little frightened.
Emily dug around in her medicine cabinet that was very large. She pulled out many little items, each one scarier than the first, in Snape's opinion.
"Where is it?" Emily muttered to herself. "Please don't make me have to go down to the store and get some more."
"She's going to put knickers on my head!" Snape thought.
"Here it is!" Emily said.
She had two bottles. One of shampoo, another a conditioner. She grabbed Snape's hand again, and turned on the water.
"Do you like hot water, or hotter water, because it's pretty cold?" Emily asked.
Snape looked at the water. "Are you trying to kill me? That is already hot water. Just leave me alone Emily!"
"Actually, my cold water steams. I've been trying to fix it for years." Emily said, a finger on her chin. Snape looked around the bathroom, and that was when Emily took her cue. She pushed, making him fall on his knees, and then she dunked his head in the water. "Hehehe! I was lying. My water is hot."
"Glub, glub, blub!"
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Hermione sat up, scared out of her mind. She heard a door slam and lock. She jumped from her futon and ran to the guy's room. "Ron! Harry! Dear god! Emily is…doing something to Snape…in the bathroom."
"You know, that's never a good sign." Ron said sleepily.
Harry didn't answer. He was asleep.
"I can't go back in there. Not by myself."
"Then lets go listen to what they are doing." Ron said.
Ron poked Harry until he was awake. "Come on, were going to hear what Snape and Emily are doing in the bathroom."
"You know, that's never a good sign. Never at all." Harry groggily said, putting his glasses on.
They tiptoed down the hallway and right outside the bathroom.
"Is that water running?" Hermione whispered.
"Glub, glub, blub."
"She's drowning him!" Ron exclaimed.
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"Oh! I'm sorry Professor." Emily pulled his head out of the water.
Snape took in large gulps of air. "Please leave me alone."
"But look at your hair. It's all wet."
"You put it in hot water." Snape said, glaring at her, and rubbing his eyes.
"Just let me wash it, and condition it." She said, shoving his head underwater again.
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"She's just washing his hair!" Harry said sleepily.
"It still scared me." Hermione said, walking alongside Ron and Harry down the hallway, back to the guy's room.
"Go back to sleep Mione." Ron said.
"I was never asleep! And I am not going in there by myself." Hermione declared.
"Fine, sleep in here." Ron said.
Ron turned around and got her pillow and blanket. He gave them back to her, and then he lay down.
Since the room was so small, she couldn't really get away from them, so she slept next to Ron. There was just enough room for Snape, and for Harry to still roll around.
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After she washed his hair, and conditioned it, and dried it, they just stood there.
Snape looked in the mirror; his hair was slightly poofy, but very uneven. "I need to cut my hair."
Emily pulled out her wand and cut his hair in one even swipe.
Snape stood still, scared. "What did you do?"
"I cut your hair silly. Now take off your shirt."
Snape took that the wrong way. "Err…I'd rather not."
"No," Emily said, blushing slightly. "Your shirt is wet, and it's cold. You'll get colder. You'd be better with the wet shirt off."
"I am not taking off my shirt…with two woman in this house."
"Then you can freeze!"
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Snape laid down, the covers pulled up to his chin. "I can't believe I don't have a shirt on. Granger is in this room for Merlin sakes!"
Emily peeked into the room. "Don't Ron and Hermione look so cute together?"
"Please don't ask for my opinion. They're my students."
"Oh, right. Forgot. Well night Professor Snape."
"Goodnight Emily."
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"Professor Dumbledore, the Hogsmeade people are here." McGonagall called.
"All right Minerva, I'll be down in a moment."
Dumbledore put away his pensive, and then he left his office, and down the steps. Madame Rosmerta was standing at the bottom of the staircase. "Albus! Have you seen Emily? I can't find her."
"She's missing too? That's five people." Dumbledore muttered.
"Five people? Emily isn't dead is she?" Madame Rosmerta asked frantically.
"We're not sure…were missing three students and a Professor." Dumbledore said. McGonagall was reassuring Rosmerta that everything would be fine and solved in the morning.
BB/N: All right! This was the last chapter! I'm kidding. Did I scare you? Anyway, to all ye reviewer, it was Naomi's idea to write the part about the bra in the last chapter. Anyway, I'm doing a favor for my brother. You see, he wants to write a fanfic, but he's not sure if anyone would like it, so I'm going to post the summary in a later chapter, because I can't find it.
MO/N: The next chapter will be a little later in that week. How many days will this take?
BBMON/N: For all ppl who are confused with Fred and George. We will explain, all the weird parts, eventually. But not now...or ever...love ya all!