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Harry opened one eye, then the other nervously. This was the moment that would make or break the rest of the year for them and their house. Near the window a perfect broomstick stood. Harry looked it up and down, bristles at the bottom, handle at the top. Better than Snape's. "Well Professor, it seems that we won sir." Harry said quietly. "If it's not too much trouble.um.could you put Ron right.please?" Snape turned away. He seemed to be thinking, hard. Finally he turned to Harry with a vague and disinterested look. "You may go Potter, your released from your transgression." He said darkly and began to walk away. "Sir, um.what about Ron? He's a broom and our stake in the bet?" "What about it? Be glad Potter, that I am allowing you to walk away unscathed from this." "Well Professor, I do know that gambling between students is forbidden sir. So I imagine that doing it between teachers and students, would be even worse." Harry mumbled. "I see, so you are threatening me with going to the Headmaster about this, are you? For you information Potter, I wash my bloody hair every day, twice a day. As for cutting it, why do you care?" He whispered almost hissing every word. "Professor Snape, I feel it's a matter of honor now sir. I mean you swore to the wager we made.but" "As it is Mr. Potter. Snape interrupted. It seems I have very little choice." "Right then Sir. Oh, and by the way, as short as my hair would be good." Harry scoffed good-naturedly. Harry was about to leave then he remembered a certain broomstick. Snape was gone, so off to Hermonie for a fix. He picked up Ron/Broomstick and headed up to the dorms.
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Harry opened one eye, then the other nervously. This was the moment that would make or break the rest of the year for them and their house. Near the window a perfect broomstick stood. Harry looked it up and down, bristles at the bottom, handle at the top. Better than Snape's. "Well Professor, it seems that we won sir." Harry said quietly. "If it's not too much trouble.um.could you put Ron right.please?" Snape turned away. He seemed to be thinking, hard. Finally he turned to Harry with a vague and disinterested look. "You may go Potter, your released from your transgression." He said darkly and began to walk away. "Sir, um.what about Ron? He's a broom and our stake in the bet?" "What about it? Be glad Potter, that I am allowing you to walk away unscathed from this." "Well Professor, I do know that gambling between students is forbidden sir. So I imagine that doing it between teachers and students, would be even worse." Harry mumbled. "I see, so you are threatening me with going to the Headmaster about this, are you? For you information Potter, I wash my bloody hair every day, twice a day. As for cutting it, why do you care?" He whispered almost hissing every word. "Professor Snape, I feel it's a matter of honor now sir. I mean you swore to the wager we made.but" "As it is Mr. Potter. Snape interrupted. It seems I have very little choice." "Right then Sir. Oh, and by the way, as short as my hair would be good." Harry scoffed good-naturedly. Harry was about to leave then he remembered a certain broomstick. Snape was gone, so off to Hermonie for a fix. He picked up Ron/Broomstick and headed up to the dorms.
TBC
HOPE YOU LIKE IT.even if you don't please review