"I bet I'm going to be in a load of trouble," Harry whined to his friends.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "The only way you could possibly get in trouble, is if Snape got mad and fussed about it," Hermione assured her friend.
"Honestly, I think he has already gone mad," said Ron.
"Yeah," Harry paused, "Maybe they'll haul him away to an asylum or something," Harry wondered as wild dreams came into his head. Dreams of were Snape was dragged out of the castle by two men while wearing a straight jacket. Harry gave a goofy smile as his mind wandered to all the possibilities.
Harry had stopped walking though, which caused the others to do the same.
"Harry?" Hermione asked her friend and waved her hand in his face. He didn't even blink. "Harry! Snap out of it!" Ron commanded his black, haired friend. When Harry didn't respond, Ron grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him back and forth, "What's wrong with you?" Ron asked as Harry pulled himself out of the dream world.
"Oh!" Harry exclaimed as he realized what he did, "Sorry, my mind kinda escaped me"
"Obviously," Ron and Hermione said in usion.
"Let's go," Hermione said, "We've wasted alot of time." But when she turned around she saw that Dumbledore was in front of her. She jumped in surprise.
"Is there anything wrong Mrs. Granger?" Dumbledore asked the student before him.
"Umm," Hermione looked at Dumbledore, she was trying to figure out how to describe the accident, "Proffesor Snape was attacked by an orange blob and he's gone a bit looney, sir," Hermione said as she made sure that she didn't say 'who's' orange blob it was.
"If this was coming from any other student, then I wouldn't believe you," Dumbledore said simply and calmly walked towards Snape's dungeons.
Ron gave Hermione a strange look, "A bit looney, Hermione?" Ron asked her, "It was more like completely mad!" he exclaimed, "How often do you see him hand out chili willingly"
Hermione rolled her eyes at the red-head, "Let's just go back to our dormatories," she exhaled and so the trio left the hall and went back to their house.
They spent their afternoon talking about all the possibilities their mad proffesor had to face.
It was interesting to listen on how he was probably going to be sent to a ward or he had to go work at cowboy shop so he could make all the chili he wanted.
Soon dinner came along and the trio didn't hesitate to go. In fact they were nearly the first one's there. They had to admit that they was eager to see if Dumbledore was to make any announcements about the mad teacher.
When they walked in the Great Hall, they wasn't prepared to see the sight that they saw.
Snape was sitting in his usual seat, sure the others hadn't been expecting to see him there, but that wasn't the unusual thing that they saw.
Snape at the moment, was wearing a different attire, which was black leather pants, a black cotton shirt, and a black leather trenchcoat. He was also wearing small sunglasses.
If that wasn't strange enough, there was also a guitar strapped to his back. Is that strange enough? Well if it still isn't then you should know that he had a idiotic smile plastered to his face. Please tell me that that's strange enough.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione's jaws dropped. Never had they expected this. All of their dreams of him being sacked had been thrown out the window and stomped on.
But the only thing they could do was either sit or stare. And they chose the latter.
Soon the Great Hall was filled with all the students and if they weren't staring as the deranged proffesor, they were whispering to each other.
Snape didn't seem to mind the attention at all. In fact he played a few notes on his guitar.
When Dumbledore was sure that everyone was there, he stood to make an announcement.
"Before we begin our dinner today, I have an announcement to make," Dumbledore paused, "I must inform you that under certain circumstances, your Potions teacher has gone completely mad and-" Dumbledore was cut off by a certain angry proffesor. "I'm not crazy!" he said and temporarly stopped playing his guitar. "Oh yes," Dumbledore paused, "Forgive me Severus." Snape waved his hand for Dumbledore to continue, and he went back to playing some more cords on the guitar. "Your Potions teacher is slightly ill," Dumbledore continued, "But he is still perfectly capable of teaching. So he will continue to stay here at Hogwarts as long as he is able to teach. That is all," Dumbledore said and the tables soon were piled with food.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione glanced at each other. Harry smiled a bit, "Well, I suppose it's safe to say that this is going to be a very interesting year at Hogwarts," Harry said and ate his dinner.
The day passed on and quickly it became Saturday. Harry was begining to wonder on whether yesterday was just a dream and he would have to face the grumpy old Snape in detention today.
And just as soon as it became Saturday, it became seven, and Harry hurriedly walked to the dungeons.
When Harry reached the chamber door he knocked quietly, half hopeing that Snape wasn't there.
Harry heard stumbleing and crashes comeing from the other side of the door. "Proffesor?" Harry asked and knocked on the door again. This time it opened and he found himself looking at Snape.
Snape looked different than before though, because he was wearing white pj's with teddy's on it. Snape was also wearing a night cap that had two eyes on it and two teeth on the edges, that way it looked like Snape's head was being devoured by a hat.
"Whadoyawant? (what do you want?)" Snape asked with a yawn. "I came for detention," Harry said quietly and watched as realization featured across Snape's face. "Oh yes!" he said and grinned, "Come on in then!" Snape stepped out of the doorway and Harry walked in the room.
When he entered, he came across a shocking discovery. The dungeon, which was normally a gray color because of the brick walls, was now a startling purple and had pink drapes. The floor was still brick and a boring gray, but the wooden desks that they normally sat in was the color pink. Snape's personal cauldron at the end of the room, was a bright red. And instead of Snape's desk being the usual boring gray color, it orange with flowers and such on it.
Harry gawked at the sight. Boy he wished he had a camera.
But then Harry began to wonder something, "Proffesor, if you were asleep in here, where were you sleeping?" Harry asked out of curiousity.
"On the ceiling," Snape said simply, "Anyway get to your seat Mr. Potter"
As Harry walked to his seat slowly he looked on the ceiling to see that it had a small bed sticking to it.
'How can he do that?' Harry wondered in his head and sat down in the nearest pink seat.
Harry pulled out parchment and a quill so he could start on his essay.
"You won't be needing that," Snape told Harry (yes he is still in his pj's).
Harry's right eye twitched, he hoped Snape didn't pull out the same magical quill Umbridge used on him.
"I have an offer," Snape said with a big grin, "If you help me decorate this classroom, I will forget that you even had an essay. Will you accept"
It didn't take long for Harry to think this over. I mean, come on, how often did a teacher make detention a good thing? "Sure!" Harry said happily, he was starting to like this bubbley Snape. It was much better than the grumpy, dark one. But there was something else about Snape. Was it just his imagination or was Snape's eye's purple? Yes, his eyes 'were' purple! Was this a side effect of the attacking potion or had he made his eyes that way? Harry however let the thought pass his mind, he was sure it was nothing to worry about.
So the detention continued for about another two hours. And by now it had every color of the rainbow. Snape had Harry to do a little bit of painting on the walls. Harry wasn't good at drawing, much less painting, but he could make a decent looking flower. So each of the four walls had a single flower on it that was half the size of Harry himself.
Snape was busy trying to make the floor green. Harry could only guess that Snape wanted the room to look like outside, but with a purple sky.
Another hour passed and the floor was successfully green and Harry had even put little, green straight lines on the bottom of the wall, that way it added to the fact that the floor was supposed to be grass.
"Alright, that should do," Snape said finally, "Thanks for the help!" he said merrily and started to dig through his drawer.
Harry took that as the signal that he could leave. Harry walked to the door but stopped and faced Snape, who had a rubber chicken in one hand and in the other he was holding blue cheese. "Proffesor, can I ask you something?" Harry asked Snape.
Snape looked at Harry, "Yeah," he replied. "Did you know that your eyes are purple?" Harry asked the mentally ill proffesor.
Snape gave another one of his big grins, "Yep." he said and went back to doing whatever he was doing with the rubber chicken and blue cheese.
Harry found it obvious that Snape didn't care that his eyes changed colors.
Harry passed the thought and went back to his dormatory. He couldn't wait to tell his Ron and Hermione about 'detention'.
The night had passed and Harry and his friends walked to the Great Hall. The three of them were trading idea's on what Snape might wear today. Because for all they knew Snape might go to the Great Hall with only his boxers on.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked into the Great Hall to find that Snape wasn't there yet, so they just took their seats and ate their breakfast.
About five minutes into their breakfast Snape finally entered the Great Hall, but he was wearing the unexpected.
He was wearing the same pj's that Harry saw him in last night, but his his hair had turned into a dirty blonde.
The Great Hall was silenced when everyone noticed him.
Dumbledore was the first to speak, "Severus, may I suggest that you change into your daily attire?" Dumbledore questioned.
Snape looked down at what he was wearing, "Fine then!" he exclaimed and left the hall with a 'hmph!'.
When he left the hall burst into laughter. Ron was rolling on the ground cackling and Hermione was choking on her biscut.
Harry placed his head in his arms and laughed.
"D-did you see him? H-he w-was wearing teddy b-b-bear pj's!" Ron sputtered out as his face turned red from all the laughing.
Hermione forcefully swollowed her biscut and burst into a fit of giggles.
Harry glanced up at the teachers, they were laughing or chuckling merrily. It was just so funny that everyone was either laughing or choking. Harry looked up to see that Draco face was red and he was choking on his bacon.
If there was one picture perfect moment, Snape in his pj's and having blonde hair, would have been it.
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