Late Arrivals and Lifetime Rivals: Snape's Worst Halloween
In which Professors Snape and Vector find themselves in a tight spot.
Chapter 13: The Chamber Is Opened One Last Time
2 Hours Later…
After I argued with the snake over who locked the door for nearly two hours, I was ready to choke a certain Potions professor with a red, forked tongue made out of felt…
Snape, irate, insisted that snakes do not have arms or hands, and considering I was an insufferable know-it-all, I should know that.
We heard a knock at the bathroom door and it was Minerva.
"Severus, Septima, Are you both alright?" Minerva shouted through the door.
"Fine, what took you so long?" I said.
"Er, we thought that…maybe…the both of you were…indisposed." Minerva said hesitantly.
I ignored this statement for a moment.
"Minerva, we are locked in somehow." I then heard her attempting to open the door.
"Oh, well, let me go to the living room and get some assistance. I will be back very shortly."
We both heard McGonagall walk back down the stairs.
I turned to Snape in shock.
"They…they thought we were snogging!" I yelled in horror and utter embarrassment.
As I turned to the basilisk, I saw 3 eyes roll at me.
Sirius, Mundungus, and Minerva returned.
Sirius offered directions.
"Everyone look down to the floor. Septima, turn on the shower knobs and let it flood. At the very least, we'll all be petrified when…when we open the door." Sirius was laughing so hard he barely choked out the last few words.
"That's quite enough," Minerva said stiffly.
Snape was patting his costume fervently and looking for his wand.
"NO! SNAPE! STOP IT!"
The people on the other side grew silent. Sirius' barks of laughter ceased. Then I heard Black's muffled chuckles. I hoped they still didn't believe we were snogging.
"Really, Snivellus…oh, dear, you poor girl…" said Sirius.
"Sirius, I can not ask you to go downstairs in your own house, but if you insist on…" rattled off an agitated McGonagall.
Mundungus Fletcher cut them off with a…"Let me by, will ya." and we heard him fiddling with something near the keyhole to the door.
"Good I keep things handy. I know some muggles out in London…showed me how to do this…"
Fletcher shimmied the lock and opened the door with some plastic utensils and we were freed.
"Professor Snape, I suggest that you do not use the, er, facilities the rest of the evening," said McGonagall stoically.
We all followed a convulsing Sirius Black down the stairs.
