Authors Notes: Heres the next chapter, thankyou to everyone who reviewed you guys are the best!
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McGonagall's old and boring office.
3rd September 1977 12:07am
My dearest Mister Padfoot,
Please do not tell me in your essay that you need a wand to turn a hedgehog into a pillow and then back again, it is a most obvious statement for should you try it without a wand, you will turn yourself into a pillow - unless your Dumbledore, then by all means go ahead....
Isn't it interesting that we have not only been separated but neither of us have been told that we are both currently being punished for the same crime, by different teachers. I must register my astonishment at our "loving and caring" professors that have most cleverly attempted (nearly succeeding) to conceal that piece of information for it must have been for our own good!
As for acknowledging that you took no part into this evenings foolery, I will only do so, should you register my own innocence. Now while I too would love to be the one whom came up with this most humorous and brilliant idea, I cannot claim such glory for myself. I too held the belief that my most humble partner in crime had double-crossed me. So now that my suspicions are proved incorrect I must say I am completely baffled to whom played the cruel (to bunny's everywhere) joke onto Mr Severus Snape and Mr Lucius Malfoy.
Could it be that we have a disciple who holds us in the highest honor, for taking the blame. Or has the slimy git just always wanted to be a rabbit and used us as an excuse to satisfy his most secret desires. Either way it is not a mystery that is likely to be solved while we sit here silently unless you have some proof that Severus's dream of being a pink bunny rabbit is not far off the truth (which wouldn't come as a great surprise).
So while you keep trying to convince the paper that you will not tell lies I find myself stuck marking second and third year transfiguration papers which only shows that they really don't have a clue on what their talking about, so put it this way - if you want to trade places, let me know asap.
McGongall too was called away a few minutes ago and it wouldn't surprise me if it had something to do with this sweet little dark-lord who is gallivanting around the country doing as he pleases - much to my jealously.
Although unlike you I was not lucky enough to have this, what I agree might have once been an owl, just sitting around. He (or She) was very much disappointed when it found that I was awake and very willing to reply to your letter, only able to get one peck in before I picked up a quill. But never fear, I am making it up to him by sending him back with the same curtesy that you gave me.
About the shiny reflection-showing piece of glass that my mother most conveniently has, I owe you and myself an apology, I have most obviously left it at home.
Yours (not so) truly,
Mr Prongs