A/N - Heya guys, we're back! Didn't take long, did it? We were chuffed
that we got 4 reviewers - It's our first fic, we didn't think anyone was
gonna read it! But they did! So, here's thanks to;
Sirius Black Here - Heya, our very first reviewer!!! Thankyou! And we're 15 . . . Well, ok, Nu's 14 (heh heh @ August birthday!) and I'm 15! (Woohoo for December birthday!) Why, does it show?
TouchstoneoftheCharter - Helloooo! Thankyou! And we've now changed the whole anonymous-reviewers thing, so that we CAN receive them! Thanks for pointing that out to us!
Anon - Heya, whoever you are. Thankyou for your review!
Jammie-Bro - J-J!!!! *jumps on J-J* Don't worry, dear Toady - We'll include the Walking Choude, AKA Miss Jones . . . *cackles* I have great plans for her . . . Oh, and keep an eye out for various other teachers, etc . . . If I'm feeling especially malicious at the time, I may even put in a few of our "favourite" fellow-students, how 'bout that? Btw - the Filch and Jones thing.That's good . . . That'll go in with the other stunts we've got the Hogwarts and WKGS teachers/students/caretakers doing in the next few chapters!!!
Now then, my pretties . . . On with the 2nd chapter!!!!
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CHAPTER TWO - A Letter From Dimrod's.
Severus Snape was sitting in his classroom, marking the first-year's latest essays, on "How to make an enlarging potion".
"Rubbish! This year's first-years are even worse than last year's, little brats . . . I hate children . . . "
A large, tawny owl swept in, dropped a letter unceremoniously on Snape's head, and disappeared through the same open window it had entered though.
"OW, son of a - " Snape ripped open the letter. As he read, his eyebrows became more furrowed, and he stood up furiously. "What the - ?" He paused, glaring down at the parchment, before something clicked inside his head. "Dumbledore . . . !"
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Snape stormed up the staircase leading to the headmaster's office, muttering under his breath. "Of all the . . . He'll pay for this, he damn well better have a good explanation . . . That bl- "
He stopped abruptly as the sound of music drifted underneath the door he was now facing. Tapping sharply on it, he pushed it open . . .
"Severus!"
Snape froze at the sight of Dumbledore and McGonagall . . . tango dancing!
Dumbledore turned to McGonagall, muttered "take 5, baby", and motion for Snape to sit down on a chair. As McGonagall exited the room, Snape slammed the letter down on the desk.
"What in hell is THIS?" he yelled.
"Ah." Dumbledore motioned once again for Snape to sit down. Fuming, Snape sank into the nearest chair, his eyes fixed on the headmaster's face. Dumbledore hesitated, before saying, "I've been needing to talk to you about that . . . "
"Why did you send off an application for me to join 'Dimrod's Dating Agency', Albus?!" Snape spat out the words in disgust.
Dumbledore stared calmly at the letter, still lying untouched on the desk, before glancing up at Snape. "You see . . . I - well, all of us - think you need to learn to interact with people. You must admit, Severus, you aren't the friendliest, more sociable of people . . . "
Snape cut in. "Yes, yes, Dumbledore - but a dating agency? Why?!"
The headmaster glanced once more at the letter on the desk before answering. "I think a date, or dates, would help you - ah - learn more about people's good sides, and would therefore - er - enhance your social abilities . . . " Coughing, he added, under his breath, "and bring out your own good side . . ."
Snape stood up, glaring. "I don't need a date! I'm quite happy the way I am!"
"Oh, come now, Severus - a girlfriend would do you good!"
Snape let out a howl of rage. Dumbledore looked concerned. "You're not a fruit, are you? Because, if you are, I can change your search details to 'desperate, unfriendly, greasy-haired dark-arts obsessive male, looking for an attractive, upbeat, sexy male' instead . . . "
Snape threw himself at the door. Turning his head towards the headmaster, his face contorted and purple with rage, he screamed, "Screw you, Albus! Screw you, and screw Dimrod's!" As the door slammed behind Snape, Dumbledore smirked.
"I'll take that as a 'yes Albus, I'd love to join up with Dimrod's! I await my first reply with much enthusiasm!", in that case . . . " He was still chuckling when McGonagall's face peered round the door. "Ah, my sweet Minerva . . . Ready to be swept off your feet once more?"
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Well? Tu gusta, tu odio? (Translation for those who don't do Spanish, or attempt at doing Spanish: "You like, you hate?") Why don't you tell us? Write reviews! It's that button, down there . . . See it? Yea? Good. Click on it. Write a page full of praise! *smiles angelically* I'll pay ya later . . .
And hey, the reviewers who want guest appearances, let me know! You no tell me, you no get guest appearance. Kapish? *giggles*
Oh, and anyone with ideas for the next few chapters - let us know!!! It's next chapter that things'll start hotting up, and the guest appearances will begin . . . Ohhhhh, the fun, the fun.!
Anyway..until next time!
Frog and Wombat (AKA Em and Nu) xxx
Sirius Black Here - Heya, our very first reviewer!!! Thankyou! And we're 15 . . . Well, ok, Nu's 14 (heh heh @ August birthday!) and I'm 15! (Woohoo for December birthday!) Why, does it show?
TouchstoneoftheCharter - Helloooo! Thankyou! And we've now changed the whole anonymous-reviewers thing, so that we CAN receive them! Thanks for pointing that out to us!
Anon - Heya, whoever you are. Thankyou for your review!
Jammie-Bro - J-J!!!! *jumps on J-J* Don't worry, dear Toady - We'll include the Walking Choude, AKA Miss Jones . . . *cackles* I have great plans for her . . . Oh, and keep an eye out for various other teachers, etc . . . If I'm feeling especially malicious at the time, I may even put in a few of our "favourite" fellow-students, how 'bout that? Btw - the Filch and Jones thing.That's good . . . That'll go in with the other stunts we've got the Hogwarts and WKGS teachers/students/caretakers doing in the next few chapters!!!
Now then, my pretties . . . On with the 2nd chapter!!!!
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CHAPTER TWO - A Letter From Dimrod's.
Severus Snape was sitting in his classroom, marking the first-year's latest essays, on "How to make an enlarging potion".
"Rubbish! This year's first-years are even worse than last year's, little brats . . . I hate children . . . "
A large, tawny owl swept in, dropped a letter unceremoniously on Snape's head, and disappeared through the same open window it had entered though.
"OW, son of a - " Snape ripped open the letter. As he read, his eyebrows became more furrowed, and he stood up furiously. "What the - ?" He paused, glaring down at the parchment, before something clicked inside his head. "Dumbledore . . . !"
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Snape stormed up the staircase leading to the headmaster's office, muttering under his breath. "Of all the . . . He'll pay for this, he damn well better have a good explanation . . . That bl- "
He stopped abruptly as the sound of music drifted underneath the door he was now facing. Tapping sharply on it, he pushed it open . . .
"Severus!"
Snape froze at the sight of Dumbledore and McGonagall . . . tango dancing!
Dumbledore turned to McGonagall, muttered "take 5, baby", and motion for Snape to sit down on a chair. As McGonagall exited the room, Snape slammed the letter down on the desk.
"What in hell is THIS?" he yelled.
"Ah." Dumbledore motioned once again for Snape to sit down. Fuming, Snape sank into the nearest chair, his eyes fixed on the headmaster's face. Dumbledore hesitated, before saying, "I've been needing to talk to you about that . . . "
"Why did you send off an application for me to join 'Dimrod's Dating Agency', Albus?!" Snape spat out the words in disgust.
Dumbledore stared calmly at the letter, still lying untouched on the desk, before glancing up at Snape. "You see . . . I - well, all of us - think you need to learn to interact with people. You must admit, Severus, you aren't the friendliest, more sociable of people . . . "
Snape cut in. "Yes, yes, Dumbledore - but a dating agency? Why?!"
The headmaster glanced once more at the letter on the desk before answering. "I think a date, or dates, would help you - ah - learn more about people's good sides, and would therefore - er - enhance your social abilities . . . " Coughing, he added, under his breath, "and bring out your own good side . . ."
Snape stood up, glaring. "I don't need a date! I'm quite happy the way I am!"
"Oh, come now, Severus - a girlfriend would do you good!"
Snape let out a howl of rage. Dumbledore looked concerned. "You're not a fruit, are you? Because, if you are, I can change your search details to 'desperate, unfriendly, greasy-haired dark-arts obsessive male, looking for an attractive, upbeat, sexy male' instead . . . "
Snape threw himself at the door. Turning his head towards the headmaster, his face contorted and purple with rage, he screamed, "Screw you, Albus! Screw you, and screw Dimrod's!" As the door slammed behind Snape, Dumbledore smirked.
"I'll take that as a 'yes Albus, I'd love to join up with Dimrod's! I await my first reply with much enthusiasm!", in that case . . . " He was still chuckling when McGonagall's face peered round the door. "Ah, my sweet Minerva . . . Ready to be swept off your feet once more?"
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Well? Tu gusta, tu odio? (Translation for those who don't do Spanish, or attempt at doing Spanish: "You like, you hate?") Why don't you tell us? Write reviews! It's that button, down there . . . See it? Yea? Good. Click on it. Write a page full of praise! *smiles angelically* I'll pay ya later . . .
And hey, the reviewers who want guest appearances, let me know! You no tell me, you no get guest appearance. Kapish? *giggles*
Oh, and anyone with ideas for the next few chapters - let us know!!! It's next chapter that things'll start hotting up, and the guest appearances will begin . . . Ohhhhh, the fun, the fun.!
Anyway..until next time!
Frog and Wombat (AKA Em and Nu) xxx