The Great Hogwarts Easter Egg Hunt
By Jinxd n Cursed
Disclaimer: not mine, no profits
This story is in response to the WIKTT Easter Egg Hunt Challenge. There will be a few very short chapters (most less than 500 words). I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing!
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Severus Snape stared at the basket. It was pink with green trim and covered with plastic bunnies. According to Albus, it had been charmed to accommodate however many eggs he managed to collect. He was determined to keep that number at zero, even though he had found several eggs hidden throughout his room. They would stay there until they rotted and the house elves cleaned them up. Albus had obviously had too many sherbet lemons if he thought Severus Snape, fearsome Potions master, would ever be caught dead carrying a pink basket and traipsing about the castle collecting Easter Eggs.
As he swept out of the dungeons, the basket floated along beside him, nudging him every so often as he passed another garishly decorated pastel egg. Albus had no taste and obviously did not know him if he thought an obnoxious basket could goad him into participating in an Easter egg hunt. In a whirl of robes, he blasted a hex at the basket. When the smoke from his exploding hex cleared, the basket still hung in the air untouched, its pastel colors as garish as ever. He emitted a groan of frustration.
"Why did they even hide eggs down here anyway? It's not as if any stupid with a smidgen of sense would ever come down here to look for eggs," he groused.
Hermione, unfortunately, did not have good sense. After two hours of hunting, she'd found about fifty eggs, all of them containing chocolate or toffees. As the weight of her basket increased and started to overflow, she charmed it to weigh nothing and to expand with each egg she added to it.
Realizing that absolutely no one would think to search the dungeons, she decided to take a stroll down there herself. As she rounded the stone corridor, summoning a green egg to her basket with a flick of her wand, she came upon Professor Severus Snape and a pink Easter basket.
"Miss Granger. To what do I owe the infernal displeasure of your company?" he asked.
"The Easter Egg Hunt, sir," she replied. "I see you are searching as well." Her face turned slightly pink as she tried to suppress her giggles.
"I most certainly am not. The interfering, meddlesome old fool has seen fit to charm an Easter basket to follow me around," he informed her. "Not that it matters to you. Ten points from Gryffindor for obnoxious curiousness."
"I beg your pardon sir, but I didn't ask. You offered the information," she said, spotting a purple egg just ahead. With a flick of her wand, she had it in her hand and opened it up. Inside was a five galleon gift certificate to Wendolyn's Wonderful Witches hair salon. Apparently, Dumbledore had meant for Snape to find that particular egg. No matter. She could use the certificate herself.
"What were you expecting?" he asked nastily. "A time turner? Perhaps a proposal of betrothal or an apprenticeship offer?"
"No," she said indignantly. "I expected chocolate if I can't have that blasted potion."
"What potion?" he questioned.
"Oh, come off it. I'm sure Dumbledore told you all about the prize system," she said.
If Severus Snape had been capable of blushing, he would have. "Like I pay attention to everything the old bat says."
She sighed. "The grand prize is a bottle of Felix Felicus," she said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to finish searching the dungeons." She pushed past her professor to continue her search.
"Not so fast Miss Granger."
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