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Chapter 4

"Now what needs to be answered it this: Can an antidote be made?"

The student hesitated before answering. "Well, I had made one and actually gave it to Professor Snape but it didn't seem to work. So, I've been trying to develop a new one. I don't know how long it'll take me to finish it…a month at least….."

Snape pulled back his lips and began to literally snarl (and of course it sounded like music). A MONTH!! He couldn't continue this singing for a whole month. " You throw your hands up and walk away, When times get hard you always walk awa—"

"Come now Severus." Dumbledore said chuckling softly. "We shall give this young girl a month. If she's created a successful antidote then she will have detention for the remainder of the year. But if she cannot then I'm afraid we will have to expel her." Dumbledore gave her a serious look. Snape began to growl more fiercely. Dumbledore was actually going to let her stay! After what she had done to him! But Snape knew it was pointless to argue (especially seeing as how all he could do was sing) so he simply nodded.

"Good! It's settled. Lisa here has a month to create an antidote or else be expelled. And Severus will, unfortunately have to continue singing if he wishes to speak." Dumbledore paused and hid a smile. "May I suggest, Severus, that you continue writing your lessons on the board for your students to follow." Snape nodded. He just wanted to get out of there before any more insults were thrown his way. If only he had a knife…

"Well, then we shall all be on our merry way. Except you, Minerva, I have something I wish to speak with you about." Snape whirled and hurried out of the room and down the staircase into the corridor. Stupid students were lucky that he wasn't the one dealing with them. He'd have gotten a very sharp utensil and well….(No need to go into those gory details). Snape began a musical grumble as he rushed down a flight of steps. What was the point of even keeping the student when she had obviously concocted something dangerous to other students and teachers? It was probably just because she had created that stupid singing potion. But that was no accomplishment! He could have done it with his eyes closed!

Snape went down one last flight of stairs, down a corridor and then arrived at his office door. He went inside and began to pace. He could make an antidote. In fact he could make one that would be three times as better as one the student would make. Snape continued pacing well into the night, trying to devise a plan.

Snape entered the classroom and slammed the door. Several first years jumped in their seats and looked around scared. Snape smiled at this and took his seat at his desk and pointed to the black board where the directions for the hour were.

Snape looked down at his desk, pick up his quill and began to grade essays. He had gotten through about four when he was interrupted by a strange child in the back. "Professor Snape sir?"

Snape winced and took a deep breath. He would not have a repeat of last time. He looked up at the boy. "Sir, I was wondering what 'Stupid girls' had to do with the assignment." The boy pointed to the board. Snape whirled to look at his directions. He read them over quickly, everything was fine until he got to the end where the lyrics to some nonsense song was. This must be a prank.

Snape jumped up and turned to yell at the class. "Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back. Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna a stupid girl. Baby if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back, push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl." Snape stopped and dropped his head. Would he ever learn?

The class remained completely silent. Some braver students in the back snickered but that was it. After they stopped, Snape walked over the board and wrote: Four days detention to those who laughed. I know who you are. I'll add on another day if you complain. The room remained silent. Snape set his chalk down and went back to his desk to record the names. He picked up his quill and tried to write but began to scribble out strange lyrics. He stopped, glaring, and began again. He tried several times before giving up.

The potion had escalated to the point where he was now uncontrollable writing lyrics to unknown songs. Wonderful. Could this get any worse?

So poor Snape is not only singing uncontrollably but also writting out the lyrics as well. What could possibly happen next?