Rose9999: Heya folks! We're back with a second chapter!
Black Kat: YAAAY SNAAPE! (hugs his neck) Alas, we don't own Harry Potter or Snape...or anyone for that matter.
Rose9999: Serenity! We own her as an original character, but that's it! Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Flap Jacks and a Nature Hike A.K.A. Snape Can Cook?
Harry grimaced at his friend's news.
"Why Snape? Of all people, why Snape?" he mumbled.
He, Ron, and Hermione grabbed their duffels and trudged to the cabin like they were walking to their execution from death row.
When they arrived, they found that Snape had not yet gotten there, probably due to his look-at-my-crotch pants and bad attitude.
(A/N: Thanks for that phrase, SiriousB1!)
Looking around, they spotted Malfoy who was milling around alone for once.
"Looks like Crabbe and Goyle got someone else," Ron whispered.
Harry nodded as he noticed a girl standing by the door of the girl's cabin. He didn't recognize her from years before and she looked like a sixth year student like himself.
She raised her gaze to reveal emerald green eyes from under her black hair, which was scarily greasy like the Potions Master's.
Slowly making her way toward them, she tripped over Malfoy's bag and fell, spilling it's contents.
"I'm so sorry, mate," she said, thick Australian accent rolling off her tongue like molasses.
"Sorry! Look at what you've done!" yelled the Slytherin, pulling out a wand.
Before Harry or the others could help her, she grabbed the wand and drug Malfoy to the ground, pinning his shoulders to the dirt with her arms.
"Listen, mate. I said sorry. Do that again an' you'll see first hand how we skin Dingoes," she growled.
Getting up, she kicked him swiftly with her boot and made her way to Harry and his friends again.
"G'day, mate. Name's Serenity, what's yours?" she asked pleasantly.
Harry took her hand and shook it.
"I'm Harry, and this is Ron and Hermione."
"A pleasure to meet you blokes and Sheila. I transferred 'ere from Australia and I don't know anyone. Turns out I'm a Slytherin, bu' tha' doesn't mean we can't be friends, righ'?"
"Of course not," said Hermione, eyeing the new girl's belt.
Serenity stood at a massive six foot six with black hair as far as the small of her back hanging in a loose ponytail wrapped around her neck and shoulders. Her bangs and hat shadowed her green eyes and tanned face. She wore a man's shirt and khaki shorts. Attached to her belt was a large hunting knife.
The girl smiled as she caught the young witch's gaze.
"It's alrigh', I'm used to it. So..." she was cut short by the return of their troop leader.
Snape walked into the clearing, bow legged and trying his best to make the pants fit. His legs were covered with scratches and marks from the bush. Much to everyone's surprise, Serenity began to laugh.
"You look like you've been dragged into a dingo's den, mate! 'Aven't you eva been through the bush before?"
Snape scowled at her but said nothing of it.
"It's getting late. Get to your cabins and go to bed. You're to be up at five thirty sharp. Good night."
He grumbled as he walked to the back of the cabin with a medical bag as Serenity continued to laugh.
Soon, everyone had gone to bed and the night passed quite quickly.
The next morning, Professor Lupin was at the door, waking them up and Snape was nowhere to be seen.
The students dressed and followed him down a dirt path.
"Professor, what happened to Professor Snape?" asked Malfoy.
"You'll see," Lupin grinned.
Inside the Mess Hall, they soon found out why their troop leader had been missing. Plates of flapjacks covered the tables and inside the kitchen, they saw Snape making more.
"Snape can cook?" whispered Ron.
"Guess so," Harry replied.
Snape glared at Lupin and handed him a plate.
"Well, sit down and eat them before they dry out," he barked.
They silently obeyed and began eating the buttery goodness that Snape had spawned from hours of labor over a hot stove.
"Longbottom, don't stare at the syrup! It's not poisoned!"
Lupin laughed as Snape continued to try and convince the students that his food was not tainted and/or poisoned.
Serenity laughed as she got a mug of tea from the urn.
"Bloody 'ell, it's hot!" she exclaimed.
"Of course it is, how else would you drink it?" asked Ron.
Hermione sighed and glared at him.
"She's from Australia, so she drinks tea cold," she said, flicking her wand at the Aussie's glass.
The steam subsided and she took a sip.
"Thanks, 'Ermione. Do you blokes care to try i'?"
Harry nodded and took a sip.
"Wow! Ron, try this!"
"No way, that's just wrong."
"Come on, just try!"
The redhead rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat.
"Fine."
A few minutes later, he was begging Serenity to teach him how to perform the cooling spell.
The other troops had already come in, when suddenly, Hagrid came in with news.
"Troops thirteen an' nine are scheduled for a hike this morning at seven 'o' clock sharp!" he announced.
Serenity smiled as she saw Snape grimace at the thought of having to hike through the bush again.
"Looks like our dear troop leader could use some motivation," she said with a sly grin, "'Is should be interesting."
Black Kat: YAAAY SNAAPE! (hugs his neck) Alas, we don't own Harry Potter or Snape...or anyone for that matter.
Rose9999: Serenity! We own her as an original character, but that's it! Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Flap Jacks and a Nature Hike A.K.A. Snape Can Cook?
Harry grimaced at his friend's news.
"Why Snape? Of all people, why Snape?" he mumbled.
He, Ron, and Hermione grabbed their duffels and trudged to the cabin like they were walking to their execution from death row.
When they arrived, they found that Snape had not yet gotten there, probably due to his look-at-my-crotch pants and bad attitude.
(A/N: Thanks for that phrase, SiriousB1!)
Looking around, they spotted Malfoy who was milling around alone for once.
"Looks like Crabbe and Goyle got someone else," Ron whispered.
Harry nodded as he noticed a girl standing by the door of the girl's cabin. He didn't recognize her from years before and she looked like a sixth year student like himself.
She raised her gaze to reveal emerald green eyes from under her black hair, which was scarily greasy like the Potions Master's.
Slowly making her way toward them, she tripped over Malfoy's bag and fell, spilling it's contents.
"I'm so sorry, mate," she said, thick Australian accent rolling off her tongue like molasses.
"Sorry! Look at what you've done!" yelled the Slytherin, pulling out a wand.
Before Harry or the others could help her, she grabbed the wand and drug Malfoy to the ground, pinning his shoulders to the dirt with her arms.
"Listen, mate. I said sorry. Do that again an' you'll see first hand how we skin Dingoes," she growled.
Getting up, she kicked him swiftly with her boot and made her way to Harry and his friends again.
"G'day, mate. Name's Serenity, what's yours?" she asked pleasantly.
Harry took her hand and shook it.
"I'm Harry, and this is Ron and Hermione."
"A pleasure to meet you blokes and Sheila. I transferred 'ere from Australia and I don't know anyone. Turns out I'm a Slytherin, bu' tha' doesn't mean we can't be friends, righ'?"
"Of course not," said Hermione, eyeing the new girl's belt.
Serenity stood at a massive six foot six with black hair as far as the small of her back hanging in a loose ponytail wrapped around her neck and shoulders. Her bangs and hat shadowed her green eyes and tanned face. She wore a man's shirt and khaki shorts. Attached to her belt was a large hunting knife.
The girl smiled as she caught the young witch's gaze.
"It's alrigh', I'm used to it. So..." she was cut short by the return of their troop leader.
Snape walked into the clearing, bow legged and trying his best to make the pants fit. His legs were covered with scratches and marks from the bush. Much to everyone's surprise, Serenity began to laugh.
"You look like you've been dragged into a dingo's den, mate! 'Aven't you eva been through the bush before?"
Snape scowled at her but said nothing of it.
"It's getting late. Get to your cabins and go to bed. You're to be up at five thirty sharp. Good night."
He grumbled as he walked to the back of the cabin with a medical bag as Serenity continued to laugh.
Soon, everyone had gone to bed and the night passed quite quickly.
The next morning, Professor Lupin was at the door, waking them up and Snape was nowhere to be seen.
The students dressed and followed him down a dirt path.
"Professor, what happened to Professor Snape?" asked Malfoy.
"You'll see," Lupin grinned.
Inside the Mess Hall, they soon found out why their troop leader had been missing. Plates of flapjacks covered the tables and inside the kitchen, they saw Snape making more.
"Snape can cook?" whispered Ron.
"Guess so," Harry replied.
Snape glared at Lupin and handed him a plate.
"Well, sit down and eat them before they dry out," he barked.
They silently obeyed and began eating the buttery goodness that Snape had spawned from hours of labor over a hot stove.
"Longbottom, don't stare at the syrup! It's not poisoned!"
Lupin laughed as Snape continued to try and convince the students that his food was not tainted and/or poisoned.
Serenity laughed as she got a mug of tea from the urn.
"Bloody 'ell, it's hot!" she exclaimed.
"Of course it is, how else would you drink it?" asked Ron.
Hermione sighed and glared at him.
"She's from Australia, so she drinks tea cold," she said, flicking her wand at the Aussie's glass.
The steam subsided and she took a sip.
"Thanks, 'Ermione. Do you blokes care to try i'?"
Harry nodded and took a sip.
"Wow! Ron, try this!"
"No way, that's just wrong."
"Come on, just try!"
The redhead rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat.
"Fine."
A few minutes later, he was begging Serenity to teach him how to perform the cooling spell.
The other troops had already come in, when suddenly, Hagrid came in with news.
"Troops thirteen an' nine are scheduled for a hike this morning at seven 'o' clock sharp!" he announced.
Serenity smiled as she saw Snape grimace at the thought of having to hike through the bush again.
"Looks like our dear troop leader could use some motivation," she said with a sly grin, "'Is should be interesting."