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Something Wholly Unpredictable...(part 4)
"Having fun?" Snape asked with an almost undetectable trace of amusement.
Erstwhile, young Harry was now horizontal with the floor facing his former room, which now held his potions master. "Ummm, errr…. I was wondering if I could, maybe, uh talk to you?"
"Are you quite capable of that, Potter? Snape inquired while glancing down with a much evident look of scorn. "Based on previous attempts I would say it's rather impossible for you to form coherent sentences. However, I am feeling a bit generous, so, you may attempt if it is absolutely necessary. Now, what is it?"
Harry, still laying on the floor, "Oh…I…um"
"Get up, Potter." Snape snapped, clearly annoyed.
Potter obeyed and began to wonder if confronting Snape was really a good idea.
He didn't have long to wonder though for Snape walked into his room, forced Harry to follow, and closed the door behind them. "Well, Potter?" He sneered.
Harry meant to ask about Voldemort, nefarious plots, and Dumbledore. Snape's preference in….ugh….sex partners, no matter how spew-worthy, was not worth considering, much less, mentioning. Really, Harry couldn't care less about that, in fact, the less he knew about it, the better.
However, his mouth wasn't cooperating with his mind and the only question he managed to form was "uh.are you and Dudley really dating?"
Uh oh…that really wasn't what he'd meant to ask the professor, really it wasn't.
"What did you say?" Snape asked quickly, clearly, this was not the question he was expecting.
"Uh…I…er, uh…" Harry didn't seem capable of regaining his speech anytime soon.
"And why," said Snape slowly, "would you ask such a thing?"
Now Harry was even more at a loss. Why did he ask? Unfortunately, neither Harry's brain nor his legs were in working condition, and so, it looked as though there was to be quite along discussion looming in the mist.
One that definitely wouldn't go as Harry had planned….
Well?