The continuation~! Go figure ^_~ Just. . . more oddness. :P Oh yea, the
disclaimer. Not mine, not claimed to be, don't sue.
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"So, you're telling me this isn't the first time you've had one of these. . . strange dreams?" the man in the big comfy chair asked.
"Yeah, and that's not even the half of it," said Percy, who was stretched out across a big pink velvety couch. "I don't even KNOW most of those people!" He sighed, rubbing his temples.
The therapist just nodded and wrote down some notes.
"Do you know what's wrong with me?" Percy asked hopefully.
"Well, your case is very odd and unusual to me. I don't quite know what to tell you. I think it has to do with you being discontent with your life. Why don't you just go out and try doing things you wouldn't regularly do."
Unsatisfied by the answer, Percy sighed again as he left the office. /Go out any do things I wouldn't regularly do? Like what?/ He huffed. /And since when am I not happy with my life. . ./
He pondered to himself about things he could to take his mind of his odd dreams, and ended up at a library.
He picked up a volume of "How To Become Minister of Magic in 10 Days" and sat down on the couch to read.
As he read, in the background he could hear a familiar song playing. He hummed it to himself as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
"We can dance, we can dance, everybody's taking the cha-a-a-ance. . ."
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"We can dance if we want to, We can leave your friends behind, 'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance, Well they're no friends of mine"
Snapping his fingers and skipping along to the beat of the song was Severus Snape, dresses in a white with pink stripped jump-suit. Holding on to his waist and skipping along with him was Gilderoy Lockhart, followed by Lucius Malfoy.
"I say, we can go where we want to, To a place where they will never find, And we can act like we come from out of this world, Leave the real one far behind. And we can dance, we can dance. . ."
As the song continued, more people latched onto the growing ling of skipping dancers, including Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley.
"Safety dance, Is it safe to dance, Is it safe to dance? S-s-s-s A-a-a-a F- f-f-f E-e-e-e T-t-t-t Y-y-y-y. Safe, dance!"
The scenery changed from inside Hogwarts, to out in an open, grassy field. By now, the line of people was longer than the eye could see. It seemed as if the whole populace of the world was skipping and singing.
And way at front, still leading the line, was Snape, who continued to skip and snap his fingers, in his white and pink jump-suit.
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Percy screamed out loud and threw the book that was on his lap to the floor. Looking around at all the people staring blankly at him, he ran out of the library.
~TBC~
Lol, it's the Safety dance! No, I', not trying to rip off BioDome! XP I just. . . found my self skipping around and snapping my fingers the last time I heard that song. . . XP I shall continue~!
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"So, you're telling me this isn't the first time you've had one of these. . . strange dreams?" the man in the big comfy chair asked.
"Yeah, and that's not even the half of it," said Percy, who was stretched out across a big pink velvety couch. "I don't even KNOW most of those people!" He sighed, rubbing his temples.
The therapist just nodded and wrote down some notes.
"Do you know what's wrong with me?" Percy asked hopefully.
"Well, your case is very odd and unusual to me. I don't quite know what to tell you. I think it has to do with you being discontent with your life. Why don't you just go out and try doing things you wouldn't regularly do."
Unsatisfied by the answer, Percy sighed again as he left the office. /Go out any do things I wouldn't regularly do? Like what?/ He huffed. /And since when am I not happy with my life. . ./
He pondered to himself about things he could to take his mind of his odd dreams, and ended up at a library.
He picked up a volume of "How To Become Minister of Magic in 10 Days" and sat down on the couch to read.
As he read, in the background he could hear a familiar song playing. He hummed it to himself as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
"We can dance, we can dance, everybody's taking the cha-a-a-ance. . ."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"We can dance if we want to, We can leave your friends behind, 'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance, Well they're no friends of mine"
Snapping his fingers and skipping along to the beat of the song was Severus Snape, dresses in a white with pink stripped jump-suit. Holding on to his waist and skipping along with him was Gilderoy Lockhart, followed by Lucius Malfoy.
"I say, we can go where we want to, To a place where they will never find, And we can act like we come from out of this world, Leave the real one far behind. And we can dance, we can dance. . ."
As the song continued, more people latched onto the growing ling of skipping dancers, including Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley.
"Safety dance, Is it safe to dance, Is it safe to dance? S-s-s-s A-a-a-a F- f-f-f E-e-e-e T-t-t-t Y-y-y-y. Safe, dance!"
The scenery changed from inside Hogwarts, to out in an open, grassy field. By now, the line of people was longer than the eye could see. It seemed as if the whole populace of the world was skipping and singing.
And way at front, still leading the line, was Snape, who continued to skip and snap his fingers, in his white and pink jump-suit.
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Percy screamed out loud and threw the book that was on his lap to the floor. Looking around at all the people staring blankly at him, he ran out of the library.
~TBC~
Lol, it's the Safety dance! No, I', not trying to rip off BioDome! XP I just. . . found my self skipping around and snapping my fingers the last time I heard that song. . . XP I shall continue~!