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Chapter2:
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Snape looked satisfied at his trap containing a lonely Popsicle and the Sorting Hat nodded pleased.
"Muahaha, Hogwarts Domination will be ours!" Snape whispered evilly, "first we will take out the kitchens and then the rest will fall in place!"
You see their plan was to lure the House elves out of their kitchen with the Popsicle.
They had so far tried Tea, Green pickles, broccoli, strawberry and blueberry jam and of course tacos. But all ended in failure.
"This time we will succeed." The Sorting hat boomed, "The Quibbler will not fail us again,"
Yes, that was where they had gotten the "What House Elves Like,"-list. The Quibbler.
Believe it or not the two were both big fans of the magazine.
Ever since Luna Lovegood introduced it to them by accident they had been increasingly using it for their evil plots and good advices on how to keep hair clean by "Wolfsban Exotic".
The last part was of course only something Snape read since the hat didn't really have hair.
But don't tell it that, it's very sensitive about being bald…
"Let's begin the fun," Snape said rather manically and the two (Snape of course caring The Sorting hat) crept silently forward to the painting of the fruitbowl.
Just as Snape was reaching forward to tickle the pear Malfoy suddenly appeared.
"Professor, the teachers are going insane about some box in the Great Hall," He managed to get out between gasps; he must have been running.
"Yes, You should probably come and knock some sense into them," A girl said from behind Draco.
"Who are you?" Snape asked suspicious,
"Natasha," The girl answered entwining her hand with Draco's.
"Ah another one?" The Sorthing hat asked and somehow accomplished to wink at the boy,
"Yeah," Draco said flushing the teeniest bit, "but Professor they'll end up killing each other if you don't come now,"
"THE BOX!" Snape suddenly cried throwing the Sorting Hat up in the air, finally understanding what Draco had been talking about earlier, "IT IS MINE!" He screamed as he ran down the hallway towards the Great Hall.
"What is wrong with him?" The Natasha girl asked,
"The time of the month I guess," Draco shrugged.
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"It's mine, it's mine" Snape kept mumbling to himself until he finally reached the Great Hall but stopping right as he was about to crash inside.
Maybe the Magical Box Bob was still in Dumbledore's office?
"It's mine, it's mine," Snape muttered again as he turned around his rope billowing after him as he ran down to Dumbledore's office.
As he reached the gargoyle that guarded the entrance to Dumbledore's office Snape racked is brain for the password.
"Jelly Beans," He said giving him self a pat on the back as the gargoyle moved and revealed the stairs.
"OW" Snape screamed as he tripped over the Gargoyles feet, quickly he stood up and regained his composer.
The Gargoyle jumped back to blocking the stairs.
"What!" Snape yelled outraged, "Jelly Beans."
The same scene as before unfolded it self.
"OW, ow, ow!" Snape yelled jumping around holding his left foot.
After the pain subsided and he ran out of foul words Snape gave the gargoyle a calculating look.
Suddenly with out warning he screamed out the password and jumped up the stairs yelling to the gargoyle "sucker!"
After that pointless scene of Snape's immatureness we will move on to a much more important plot hole.
Sneaking inside Snape looked around,
"EY! You just left me there on the ground you cap!" The Sorting hat screamed from his shelf.
"Argh!" Snape screamed in shock and gave a small girly jump, "Don't ever scare me like that again! And I'm sorry, but I had important things to do. I trusted that Draco would pick you up or something."
"He didn't and neither did his girl friend," The Sorting Hat growled, "The idiots just ignored me."
"Poor you," Snape said moving further into the room searching for Bob paying no attention to the wailing hat.
"I found it!" Snape suddenly screamed holding the precious magical box, "I out did you old man!"
Cackling evilly Snape tiptoed out of the office and skipped all the way back to his own office while hiding Bob under his clock.
"Muahahaha," He laughed not noticing the person following him…
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Next Chapter: Who is this mystery person following Snape? Is he after Bob? Is it he who chewed the Elvis Presley gum? Is it a he?
Find out in next chapter.
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A/N: Aw! I didn't mention the Elvis gum in the story… so sorry for al those who were expecting it. Maybe next time… Lol, anyways I know this was extremely short but well I haven't had the time for writing… all right I've been lazy. Hope you liked this chapter anyways.
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Special Thanks to:
Carieinez: and we loved your review.
The Dark Empress of Eternity Aura Slytherin: God that's a long name! Anyways glad you liked it, and I'm sorry for not putting the biggest scene with you in this chapter.
Randomblondgirl: Are you blond? Anyways, yes we all want to curse Snape's toenails! Though I'd rather not touch them if that can be prevented…
Fiona McKinnon: Aw you really think Snape would kill Bob? Yeah he probably could do that… but at least it's a better fate then to be stuffed with socks…
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Jjp91: I'm so ashamed of myself! Snape got Bob and I didn't stop it… I'm so sorry! Poor Bob, whatever will he do? Advisors are evil, socks too! How, HOW do they manage to get lost each and every time you need them? You find one and the other one is lost. You find the other one but lost the first one. I'm rambling…
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