AN: Hi sorry it took me so long to post the next installment! I was waiting
for the muse to come and smack me in the head a bit. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: Yes, you know .hp and co doesn't belong to me but I can always dream can't I?
Harry flumped down on his bed waiting for sleep to set in, He had not an idea how to turn Ron right. Well he supposed there wasn't much he could do except ask Hermione tomorrow. "People may ask questions though." He realized. "Who had ever seen or heard, a snoring (red! ;) broomstick!" Meanwhile, Snape fumed at his desk. "What will happen if I don't do it? What will happen if I do!? He will report my conduct to the headmaster.bloody Griffindors!" He smacked his fist on the desk for creating this stupid situation. It was beyond stupid it was.completely mad. "Think Severus, what can you do to get out of this? Keeping your dignity intact as well." Leaning back against the worn leather chair he thought about getting the second year essays graded, while thinking of course. He picked up the quill and went to work marking red here and there. Soon his eyelids began to flutter, about five minutes later THUMP, he submitted to the daemon of sleep. All that could be heard in the dungeons was the peaceful snoring of Potions Professor, Severus Snape. Snape heard the crackle of paper under his ear. Grunting he lifted his head blinking. "What bloody time is it." He mumbled to himself. He looked at the clock face, 6:32. "Good" he thought, "I have time I suppose, to get it right." Snape got up from his chair, but he then stopped dead, turned to open his top desk drawer. Rummaging threw. He found what he had been looking for. Grimly, Snape marched to the bathroom to shower, and get ready for the day.
The great hall was bustling as usual at about seven. Students were having breakfast, talking, and swearing revenge on each other's houses for a nasty prank or two. Teachers as well came and went, they all made an appearance, gossiped, and ate. Harry and Hermione came with a rather disoriented Ron behind them. Sitting down they began to eat. "So I see you managed to try and get us all expelled again?" Herminie said in her motherly and cross voice. "Well be glad you weren't there Hermione, at least I am you weren't. Besides you weren't the one changed into a giant "red" broomstick, were you? Ron said with an irritated edge to his voice. Hermione opened her mouth to answer, but her jaw dropped instead. "Hermione, what wrong?" Harry said with worry plane in his voice. She reached out and put her hand, on his head turning it toward the staff table. "I don't believe it" Ron said shocked. "Is that.?" Herminie managed to whisper to Harry. Harry leaned closer. "I think so, never in a thousand years.Herminie.never."
DISCLAIMER: Yes, you know .hp and co doesn't belong to me but I can always dream can't I?
Harry flumped down on his bed waiting for sleep to set in, He had not an idea how to turn Ron right. Well he supposed there wasn't much he could do except ask Hermione tomorrow. "People may ask questions though." He realized. "Who had ever seen or heard, a snoring (red! ;) broomstick!" Meanwhile, Snape fumed at his desk. "What will happen if I don't do it? What will happen if I do!? He will report my conduct to the headmaster.bloody Griffindors!" He smacked his fist on the desk for creating this stupid situation. It was beyond stupid it was.completely mad. "Think Severus, what can you do to get out of this? Keeping your dignity intact as well." Leaning back against the worn leather chair he thought about getting the second year essays graded, while thinking of course. He picked up the quill and went to work marking red here and there. Soon his eyelids began to flutter, about five minutes later THUMP, he submitted to the daemon of sleep. All that could be heard in the dungeons was the peaceful snoring of Potions Professor, Severus Snape. Snape heard the crackle of paper under his ear. Grunting he lifted his head blinking. "What bloody time is it." He mumbled to himself. He looked at the clock face, 6:32. "Good" he thought, "I have time I suppose, to get it right." Snape got up from his chair, but he then stopped dead, turned to open his top desk drawer. Rummaging threw. He found what he had been looking for. Grimly, Snape marched to the bathroom to shower, and get ready for the day.
The great hall was bustling as usual at about seven. Students were having breakfast, talking, and swearing revenge on each other's houses for a nasty prank or two. Teachers as well came and went, they all made an appearance, gossiped, and ate. Harry and Hermione came with a rather disoriented Ron behind them. Sitting down they began to eat. "So I see you managed to try and get us all expelled again?" Herminie said in her motherly and cross voice. "Well be glad you weren't there Hermione, at least I am you weren't. Besides you weren't the one changed into a giant "red" broomstick, were you? Ron said with an irritated edge to his voice. Hermione opened her mouth to answer, but her jaw dropped instead. "Hermione, what wrong?" Harry said with worry plane in his voice. She reached out and put her hand, on his head turning it toward the staff table. "I don't believe it" Ron said shocked. "Is that.?" Herminie managed to whisper to Harry. Harry leaned closer. "I think so, never in a thousand years.Herminie.never."