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Chapter eight: Snape's in a Bad Mood
All hot and sweaty the members of the Gryffindor third year Quidditch team walked into the Great Hall, within moments, Lemo and Andy collapsed in a heap on the floor,
"Tired!"
Barry rolled his eyes and stepped over them,
"Get over it, more is to-"
"Mr. Barry Saucepan!"
"What?" Barry looked down to see..."Cobby? What are you doing here!"
"Barry is that the rabid dishtowel?"
"Shh...Lemo, why are you here?"
Cobby fidgeted nervously with his t-shirt which had replaced the grotty dishtowel,
"Cobby was dismissed from the Malfoy's because he-"
"MALFOY!" Andrew, Don, Emo and Lemo growled together, Andy looked up,
"Huh?"
Cobby nodded, sock covered ears flapping,
"Yes, Malfoy's they dismissed Cobby because he was telling Barry Saucepan, things he shouldn't have..."
"I'm sorry Cobby," Barry looked sympathetic.
But Cobby brightened,
"Not meaning to speak ill of his previous family, but Cobby is pleased he was dismissed!"
"Why?" Lemo said still on the floor.
"Because..." Cobby dropped his voice to a whisper and looked around, "Cobby thought the Malfoy's were..." He looked around again, "meanies!"
Lemo, Andy, Barry, Andrew, Emo and Don raised their eyebrows.
"Meanies?" Don scoffed.
"Yea," Andrew agreed, "Why not fags? Dumbasses?"
"Evil shits!" Lemo chipped in.
"Bastards!"
"Bitches!"
"Cows!"
"Cows?" Everyone now looked at Emo.
"What?" She shrugged, "What's wrong with cows?"
"Nothing!" Lemo exclaimed, "Why use them as an insult!"
"Yea! Cows are beautiful creatures!" Andy said.
Emo began to walk away,
"Whatever, just trying to help. I'm going to see Jayden..."
They all waved as Seamus shouted after her,
"He's a cheating scum bag! As for me...Well I'm a gentleman, I'm-"
"-An idiot, not going to happen Seamus!" Emo called over her shoulder as she left the Great Hall out into the corridor. As soon as she left the Great Hall, Lemo muttered,
"You'd have to change your name Seamus, she only like you if you begin 'J'..."
"My middle name's Jordan..."
"Saucepan! Your blood pressure needs to be checked!" Madam Pomfrey tried to push through the crowd to get to Barry, who continued to run and duck so she couldn't catch him. He was already late...Barry burst into Defence Against the Dark Arts five minutes late, expecting to see Lupin at the front of the class with another live magical creature for them to learn how to defend themselves against, only it wasn't him today.
"What are you doing here?"
"Good day to you to Saucepan, sit down you're already late." Snape said shuffling some papers on the desk.
"Where's Professor Lupin?" Barry asked not moving.
Snape chose to ignore him,
"Make it snappy Saucepan..."
"But-"
"Sit."
Barry rolled his eyes and sat down.
"TEN POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!"
"What? What for?" Barry protested getting his equipment out.
"For inappropriate use of eyes!"
"What-?"
Lemo kicked Barry,
"Shut up...Andy already had five points taken from Gryffindor for sneezing too loud..."
Snape grinned in satisfaction as Barry stopped in mid sentence,
"Now. Professor Lupin has fallen ill and found himself incapable of teaching this lesson," He looked almost happy, if Snape was ever happy, "Of course I naturally stepped in to help, Turn to page one hundred and ninety-four..."
The class grabbed their books and hurriedly turned to the page, Mione one of the first,
"Vampires?" Mione said, "But sir! We're not supposed to start nocturnal beasts for-"
"What?" Snape barked he grabbed her book and checked the page number, he cursed, "One hundred and eighty-four!"
"But you said-"
"Quiet Roberts!"
Lemo pulled a face,
"What's up your-"
"TEN POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!"
"What! What for now!"
"Insulting the teacher with rude comments."
"Well, if you want to hear rude-"
"ANOTHER ten points from Gryffindor!" Snape furiously waved his wand and it promptly turned into a rubber chicken, "WEASEL TWINS! DETENTION AND TWENTY POINTS EACH FROM GRYFFINDOR!"
"Well, screw you!" Gred yelled from above them as Forge sent sparks through the ceiling, they arrange into letters and spelt out a series of messages such as, 'Seen Mr. Foofy, Professor?' (Snape paled to see this message) and 'We know all your secrets!' If it wasn't for the fact that grease dulled light, Snape would've glowed with anger, "I'll deal with you later..." he said through clenched teeth.
"Werewolves! But sir we're-"
Snape flicked his wand and tape appeared over Mione's mouth.
"Shut up, would you? Ten points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all...On with the lesson..." Snape tried to get rid of the Weasel's writing only it didn't disappear, "Double detention!" He yelled prodding the ceiling with a nearby broom.
There was a thump, and then Flitwicks squeaky voice sounded through the castle,
"You bumped my books over Serverus! MY BOOKS!"