(A/N: This story line wasn't all originally my own. It was an idea I got after watching a show. I'm not going to mention which cuz it may spoil the story lol. But I did change the phrases and the way the dialog was spoken so it all fit and so I can indeed call it my own writing. And just so you know, this story is meant to be for laughs. I hope you enjoy it!)
It was a cold, dark day in early December. The skies where grey with storm clouds hanging over England. The house elves were closing the castle windows, prepairing for heavy rains. Harry Potter ran down the hall of Hogwarts castle as quick as he could. He was late for potions and he was not looking forward to the lecture he was bound to get from Professor Snape.
As he made his way through the door he found Snape standing in his path waiting, arms folded across his chest with a stone cold glare. "Mr. Potter," he said "how nice that managed to fit our class into your very busy schedule…"
"Sorry Professor…" Harry said, trying not to sound sarcastic "I wont happen again."
"Ten points points from Gryffindor, Potter. Now I suggest you get in your seat and open your text book." And with that Snape brushed past him and out the door to get some more parchment.
Harry sighed and shook his head "Great…" he said sarcastically "Now he actually knows I'm in class…" He walked over to where he usually sat in this class. But when Harry got there he found that Ron was at HIS desk. For the past few years Harry, Ron and Hermione always sat at the same desks in this class in the same order unless Snape interfered. Hermione was in front, Ron behind her and Harry behind him. But now Ron and Hermione sat with a desk separating them. "Ron, what's up? Why are you in my seat?" Harry asked.
"Well, Hermione and I aren't together anymore and I couldn't feel right sitting behind her." Ron answered. "See, sitting there I could still hear her breathe, smell her hair or watch her blouse go up when she raises her hand to ask a question…" he trailed off as Hermione raised both her arms in a stretch. Her blouse went up exposing a bit of her soft creamy skin. Ron sighed.
"I see…" Harry said, watching. Then he shook his head and sat down at the desk in front of Ron. "But I'm just between you two…I'm not… in the MIDDLE of you." Ron and Hermione had finally admitted it to each other how they felt and actually went out for a while. But thanks to a stupid argument (Harry wasn't even sure what it was about this time) they were once again estranged.
Draco Malfoy suddenly then dropped his quill between his and Hermione's desk. "Hey Granger," he said "hand me my-"
"THEY AREN'T DIVORCED, MALFOY!" Harry yelled suddenly, jumping from his seat. "You can't go around asking Hermione to hand you a quill!"
"Harry!" Hermione said, turning around to face him "It's only a quill…"
"Don't think I don't know what "picking up a quill" means, Hermione…" Harry sneering at Malfoy. "Nobody's picked up more quills than Harry James Potter!"
"Harry!" Ginny protested, looking up from her text book. Suddenly the whole class was staring at her questionably "It's…just a quill…" she said.
"I KNOW what he was asking, Ginny. And if he asks again I will take that quill of his and pierce it through his heart! Hear that, Malfoy!" Harry plopped back down in his seat.
Ginny, who sat on the other side of Hermione leaned over toward her "What is going on with Harry?" she whispered.
"I don't know but he's taking this break-up harder than Ron and I…" Hermione whispered back.
Professor Snape than reentered the classroom and stood in front of the class "We will return to the Young and the Restless after this brief word from your professor, and here is the word…" he turned to the group "Shut up."
Harry stood up again "Proffesor, I'm sure you MUST recall how it feels to be stabbed in the back by your girlfriend…"
"I didn't stab him!" Hermione shouted, standing. Then, pointing at Ron "HE stabbed ME!"
Ron stood shouting "Oh I'd stab myself before I'd stab you! Malfoy give that quill!"
"I don't have it!" Draco protested.
Severus grabbed his wand and pointed it at his students "That will be ten more points from Gryffindor and a warning for you Malfoy…" he sneered "Now nobody in MY classroom will be more interested in the love affairs going on in this castle then that is whatever the hell I AM TEACHING! One more outburst from anyone will land them in detention! Mr. Weasley, sit at that empty desk over there," he pointed to the other side of the room. "…Miss Granger, in this corner, now!"
"You're contributing to the furtherance of their apartness!" Harry protested!
"Harry hush!" Ginny said. She had no idea what had gotten into him. Usually he wouldn't have dared to speak to Snape in such a manner. He must have gone bloody mad!
"I am trying to teach a class here," Snape returned to his desk. "…now Mr. Potter, Gillyweed!"
Hermione immediately raised her hand to answer. Ron sighes as her blouse rises with her arm.
"See? I KNOW you're just trying to change the subject, Professor, and you can just forget it!" Harry said, not bothering to try and answer the question.
"You're knocking on trouble's door, Mr. Potter. One more word and…" Snape didn't reach the end of his sentence. At that moment a bolt of lightening struck, causing Giny to scream. Filch appeared in the doorway, his ratty, crimson eyed cat, Mrs. Norris, hissing his arms. Harry turned to see Filch standing his a creepy grin on his face. Professor Snape had had enough "That's it! Detention! The lot of you!"
(A/N: More coming up!)