This is for Kamerreon's Drabble Challenge — a drabble a day until my imagination dies.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Witch
Snape scowled as he handed over the ten gallons he owed Minerva for the damn Quidditch game. He assumed that since Potter still had that life-time ban that Albus had been unable to revoke yet, Slytherin would thrash Gryffindor.
But damn that Weasley spawn.
"Honestly, Severus," Minerva said as she pocketed her winnings. "I don't know why you keep deluding yourself. Since when has Gryffindor lost to Slytherin in the last six years?"
Snape's scowl deepened as he reluctantly realized she was right. Slytherin hardly won to Gryffindor anymore.
"Stupid bitch..." he muttered as he turned on his heel.
"What was that, Severus?"
"I said, damn you witch."
