The final chapter of the search for Snape begins!

Disclaimer: Ah...read the other one

PART VI

Harry: What happens if I win this duel?

Snape: Then I come back to Hogwarts like a good Potions master.

Harry: And...just out of curiosity, what if you win?

Snape: Ummm...I haven't actually figured that out yet.

Harry: ...Okay. Well, let's duel! Levicorpus!

Snape: (dodges) Is that the best you can do?

Harry: You invented that spell.

Snape: Uh...Well, then of course it's the best you can do. Yes. Sectumsempra!

Harry: Owww! You broke my nail!

Snape: Er...what?

Harry: Never mind, Stupefy!

Snape: Oh, I've been stunned!

Harry: Really?

Snape: No, you twit! Serpentsortia!

Poof!

Fred the Basilisk: Hey, how'd I get here? (Sees Snape) Oh, goody, another Dark wizard, here to command me. Sigh...Please don't make me petrify any more students?

Snape: Actually, it's just Potter.

Fred the Basilisk: Oh, really? Sorry, Harry.

Harry: Accio Chicken!

Snape: Accio what? You're even more of an pansy than I thought, Potter.

Chicken: Cock-a-doodle-doo!

Basilisk: Oh bother, it's a rooster! Basilisks hate roosters…which means I hate roosters! Aaaaaaah! (slithers away like a scared

little school...snake)

Harry: It would seem you are the pansy, Snape.

Snape: I am no pansy, Potter. Pansius Revealum!

Harry: What's that supposed to do?

Snape: It reveals all the pansies in a ten foot radius. Obviously.

(Ron starts to glow)

Snape: It would seem your best friend is the pansy, Potter. How embarrassing.

Harry: How dare you!

Snape: Easily. I'm Snape, after all.

Harry: Pieintheface…ium!

Snape: Ah ha ha, that's not even a real spell—

SPLAT!

Harry: Expelliarmus!

Snape: Ohb bobbah. (That's "oh, bother" in pie-in-the-faced speak)

Ron: Yay! Dobby and I are un-petrified!

Dobby: Ooh, pie!

Harry: That's Snape's face, Dobby.

Dobby: Oh. Bad, bad—SPLAT!

Harry: Anyway…"I am a pansy and will now go back to school." Say it, Snape.

Snape: "Potter is a pansy and will now go back to school."

Harry: You're hilarious. Accio Shampoo!

(A large bottle of grapefruit-scented shampoo floats to Harry's hand)

Snape: You wouldn't.

Harry: Yes I would. 1...2...

Snape: I AM A PANSY! And I'll come back to Hogwarts now! You've got me, happy?

Ron: Wow, who knew Harry had such a knack for cruelty?

Hermione: (appears out of nowhere) Hurray! Now we can have potions class again!

(Everyone falls silent.)

Snape: Well don't everyone cheer at once.

Harry: Er…right. Now let's bother him, guys!

Ron: Yaaaaaaaay!

Harry and Ron: Bother bother bother bother bother...

Dumbledore: Ah, it's so nice to see professors and students getting along so well. I think I shall join! Bother bother bother...

Snape: I hate this job.

The End!