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Snape looked up looking shocked; he quickly hid his photoshopped picture behind his back.
"Yes?" Snape gave the fakest smile he could ever muster but realized that it was not only the fakest but also his realest (is there such a word?) smile because it was the first time he has ever done so.
He quickly wiped his smile off because he wasn't supposed smile and his cheeks were aching because his cheeks had little muscle because he had never smiled before because he didn't know how to because he didn't go to school and wasn't taught how to smile.
It took him three seconds to return his face back to normal, he just wasn't used to that.
"Yes?" Snape repeated.
"Look at the time! It's 10 already, why aren't you asleep?" The old beard said sternly.
"But, it's-"
"I said it's late! You better get to sleep!"
"-10am-"
"NOW!" yelled the scarred knee man.
Snape grumbled to himself and walk out of his office. He slammed the door behind.
Dumbledoorre quickly moved swiftly as he glided softly but not quite quiet across the room towards the seat. He saw the photo and started sniggering to himself.
In Malfoy Manor, some little ugly creepy thing laughed even harder as he watched some video or something that his master left on, in this weird box toy thing called the spycam or something.
But he choked on his own throat because it was too long, and started coughing. He coughed too hard and one of his eye exploded unnaturally and blood gushed out happily.
Privet Drive.
Harry screamed as the dagger droved its way into his leg and forgot to brake or horn for that matter.
That loud piercing sound seemed to have awakened the dreaming man, he snapped out of his trance or dream? Stupid alarm clock. Was that his alarm clock? He had a weird dream that he was lost in this weird place with two fat things tumbling down this stairway.
Dudley snorted without knowing that his nose was bleeding, and because of that, he sneezed spraying blood all around him.
Vernon gave a yell and a cheer. Dudley had broken his spit spraying record. Now he can pass the trophy on to his son, pride of the family.
Some flowery bony horse came galloping down the stairs to comfort her son. She pulled him into a hug and notice a boo boo on his arm.
"Oh my boo boo, are you okay? Oh look at that boo boo you've got. Oh, how pretty it is. It is very pretty. Water the boo boo here and it will grow into something, you will be surprised at how beautiful it will look. It will be nice, a little green here, and violet here, maybe a little blue here-"
"Excuse miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk, but I'm feelin' a little stress out from work," said the milk chocolate pushing her away.
"Ooooo!" Dudley interrupted the man and started clapping, dancing and rapping.
"My name is Dudley Dursley, I don' like er - leewee. I must have been peewee, to drop so much seaweed. I am the best, I wear my vest, I er.. errr..., I am happy!"
Ten minutes later, Draco woke up to find himself in his room. He was surprised so he started rapping a song off the album he could remember.
He decided to walk over to spy with his spycam but carefully tripped over a rag doll with a bloody eye.
He looked into his camera and all he saw was a very evil looking greasy man sneaking into a room and towards the table, he slowly open a drawer and Draco screamed again.
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