The rest of the day went pretty smoothly for Professor Snape, at least in comparison to the beginning of the day. He finally managed to get rid of his facial hair and his underpants were no longer sticking out. Plus, he was pretty sure he'd finish all the required first-year work within a week.
After a long time in the Library, Professor Snape trudged back up to the dorm room to get some sleep. He pulled on the handle, but it was stuck tight.
"Alohomora!" he shouted, but still the door didn't budge.
"You'll have to do better than that, Sevvy!" shouted Hermione. He could hear Lavender and Parvati giggling inside.
He trudged back down to the Common Room, maybe he could get some sleep on the couches in there. He sat down, but couldn't sleep. He stared up at the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see something sparkling in the firelight. He got up to examine it. It was his can of shaving creme! Hmm... he had an idea...
"So Hermione, Truth or Dare?" asked Parvati.
"Dare," she said.
"I dare you to do something mean to Professor Snape again. Got any plans for tomorow?" asked Parvati.
"First off, we don't have to call him Professor anymore. And secondly, when have you known me to not have a plan? I've got something really great cooked up for tomorow," Hermione said.
"Oooh!! What is it?" squealed Lavender.
"My gosh! What is with you girls and squealing? Can't you talk like normal people?" asked Hermione.
"No, no we can't," said Parvati.
"We were written to be silly, squealing girls. We can't change," added Lavender.
Professor Snape stood at the door. His amazing scheme was all coming together. He picked up his bottle of shaving cream and emptied the contents into a large manila envelope. He carefully bent down and stuck the envelope's opening just under the crack of the door, then jumped on the envelope.
"Ewwwwww!" squealed Lavender, who was frantically brushing shaving cream off her shoulder.
"Our room is filled with shaving cream! Icky!" squealed Parvati.
"Oh stop your squealing, it's just shaving cream," said Hermione. She paused a minute, "But it was a pretty good trick. Do you think we should let him in?"
Lavender and Parvati looked rather nonplussed by the idea, but it didn't really matter. Hermione had opened the door and let Professor Snape in.
"That was a pretty good trick," she told him. "Truce?" she said, extending her hand to him.
"Truce," he said, shaking her hand.
"Okay!" said Hermione. "Now let's party!"
After a long time in the Library, Professor Snape trudged back up to the dorm room to get some sleep. He pulled on the handle, but it was stuck tight.
"Alohomora!" he shouted, but still the door didn't budge.
"You'll have to do better than that, Sevvy!" shouted Hermione. He could hear Lavender and Parvati giggling inside.
He trudged back down to the Common Room, maybe he could get some sleep on the couches in there. He sat down, but couldn't sleep. He stared up at the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see something sparkling in the firelight. He got up to examine it. It was his can of shaving creme! Hmm... he had an idea...
"So Hermione, Truth or Dare?" asked Parvati.
"Dare," she said.
"I dare you to do something mean to Professor Snape again. Got any plans for tomorow?" asked Parvati.
"First off, we don't have to call him Professor anymore. And secondly, when have you known me to not have a plan? I've got something really great cooked up for tomorow," Hermione said.
"Oooh!! What is it?" squealed Lavender.
"My gosh! What is with you girls and squealing? Can't you talk like normal people?" asked Hermione.
"No, no we can't," said Parvati.
"We were written to be silly, squealing girls. We can't change," added Lavender.
Professor Snape stood at the door. His amazing scheme was all coming together. He picked up his bottle of shaving cream and emptied the contents into a large manila envelope. He carefully bent down and stuck the envelope's opening just under the crack of the door, then jumped on the envelope.
"Ewwwwww!" squealed Lavender, who was frantically brushing shaving cream off her shoulder.
"Our room is filled with shaving cream! Icky!" squealed Parvati.
"Oh stop your squealing, it's just shaving cream," said Hermione. She paused a minute, "But it was a pretty good trick. Do you think we should let him in?"
Lavender and Parvati looked rather nonplussed by the idea, but it didn't really matter. Hermione had opened the door and let Professor Snape in.
"That was a pretty good trick," she told him. "Truce?" she said, extending her hand to him.
"Truce," he said, shaking her hand.
"Okay!" said Hermione. "Now let's party!"
