Title: Snape's Private Hell

Author: Madelynn Rae

Description: It appears that Snape has been found out for his position as a spy, and Dumbledore feels he is not safe in the wizard world. Snape is sent to a very unusual place, where no one could possibly find him.

Disclaimer: I don't own Snape, but god I wish I did.

At the end of the day, after all detentions were said and done, Snape collapsed in the chair at his desk, rubbing his temples, trying to rid himself of a headache. Miss Aislynn sat next to him, casting a sympathetic gaze.

Principal Lupe's voice rang over the intercom:

"Mr. Snape and Miss Aislynn to my office."

Snape shot up out of his chair, looking around.

"Where'd that voice come from? Did you hear it?"

Miss Aislynn's eyes widened. She looked at the ground, shaking her head.

"Wow… just follow me, Sir."

She gathered up her books and walked out the door, and Snape followed her, glancing around suspiciously.

Miss Aislynn and Snape walked into Lupe's office. Artemis Lupe was an older man in his 50's, with a good-natured smile and a kind word for everyone he met. He was a bit shorter, with thick, ash-brown hair and twinkling brown eyes. He wasn't fat by any means, but rather, he was stocky. Quite stocky.

He stood up, smiling warmly, and shook both their hands before asking them to sit down.

"Mr. Snape, we need to get you set up with a place to live for your stay here, however long that may be." Severus raised an eyebrow. At this, Principal Lupe grinned.

"Unless you'd rather live at the school, which would be a tad uncomfortable, since there are no living quarters here, as you're used to from your old school." Snape's expressionless eyes suddenly widened.

"You mean you don't live here? What kind of school is this?"

Miss Aislynn glared daggers at him, her face turning an angry shade of pink.

"This, Sir," she hissed through clenched teeth, "is one of the best public schools the state of Nebraska, perhaps even the United States has to offer. Sure, we may not be a snotty hoity-toity private school, but I'm sure our students and staff have twice the character and personality than your stiff-necked little rich kids could ever dream of!"

Surprised at her own outburst, she shrunk back in her chair a little bit, but her normally brick-colored eyes became almost black as she glared stonily at him. Snape glared back, and just as his temper began to flare, just as he was about to open his mouth, Principal Lupe stood up.

"Miss Aislynn, while that was an astonishing display of school spirit and loyalty, it was also rather harsh. I highly suggest," he said these last words with much emphasis, defending his old alma mater, "that you apologize to Severus right this instant… because soon you will be welcoming him into your home."

Magdalena shot out of her chair, opening her mouth to protest.

"But--!"

"But nothing. There aren't any houses or apartments up for sale or rent, and it only makes sense, since you're his assistant and you will be spending much time together grading papers and such anyway."

Her mouth tightening into a scowl, she picked up her books and walked out, slamming the door behind her. Principal Lupe sighed and sat down, rubbing his face. Snape stared at the freshly slammed door, eyes widened, then looked at Lupe.

"Is she always like that?"

"You mean like a time bomb? No, generally she's a very pleasant young lady, but when she gets mad, she gets mad."

Snape snorted.

"So I see."

Oy, there shall be much awkward silences, broken by screaming and yelling, methinks. :D

Kjady: Yay! A fellow Nebraskan! I'm so glad you're liking my story so far. If you have any suggestions for the story, feel free to voice them. (That goes for all of you!)

Erin: I'm not very good at funny, I'm glad you're enjoying my feeble attempt at comedy!

Uncannyinstigator: I really know nothing about student teachers or anything like that, I'm kinda making it up as I go, making her do things I believe a student teacher would do. :P