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Weird Dayz at HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Chapter 2

Mrs. Snape?

Harry awoke the next morning to the vary annoying voice of his best mate Ron Weasley.

"Harry, Harry wake up! If you don't get up now we may be late for classes!" Ron was poking Harry irritatingly in his side.

Harry rolled over in his bed groaning, placing his pillow over his head trying to cover out the noise, while kicking at Ron, attempting to stop his pesky poking.

"I WILL NOT be late, because of you, and jeopardize my marks!" Ron said again, now almost hissing at Harry

That was it, something couldn't be right. Ron worried about being late for classes.

"All right all right I'm up!" Harry mumbled sitting up in his bed looking blurry eyed at his friend. "Since when do you want to get up for class Ron?" Harry asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes and now clearly looking at Ron.

"What! I've got a HEAD BOY REB TO UPHOLD!" Ron spat out nastily at Harry, who was now laughing so hard he was about to fall off of his bed.

"Hea- Head Boy-Ron your not Head Boy, the only person with the title of Head anything in Gryffindor is Hermione. Oh my God, that's funny, I've never heard anything so ridiculous." Harry said out of breath from all the laughing.

"Hermione...Hermione Granger Head Girl?... Oh Merlin' that'll be the day- Look whether you believe me or not, I am head boy and I've worked really hard for the past six years to get this position, I'm the smartest boy in nearly a century to attend Hogwarts, and I not about to just let you up and screw up my standings!"

Ron finished his statement in one quick breath , his head tilted high in the air in a Hermione like way.

Harry scratched his head in confusion, now just left looking at Ron weirdly questioning, what the hell he took yesterday?

"Ron this is really really weird okay...so please do me a favor and stop joking like that!"

Harry said getting up with his clothes in hand and starting off towards the bath.

"Right smartest boy in the year, the day that happens Snape will turn sweet!" (pun intended).Harry finally disappeared into the washroom. At that moment Ron started shaking his head "You have no idea mate, you have no idea!"

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Sometime later after the worst shower on earth (no hot water) Harry emerged from the bath and made his way down into the common room with Ron and sat down for a brief moment.

"Hey where's Hermione?" Harry asked out loud to Ron.

At the precise moment the words left his mouth every head in the common room turned to him in shock.

"What did I say!" Harry asked looking confused at the lot of them.

"Why da ya' wana know were Granger is?" Ron asked with his head bent down so only Harry was able to hear him. His eyebrows were furrowed in a quizzical way.

"Ah maybe because she's are best friend Ron!" Harry replied to Ron just as quietly with a fake smile on his face.

"No she's not, that girl doesn't have any real friends... she's more of what you call a beneficial friend or either a Scarlet Woman!" Ron said this in a matter of a fact kind of way, his index finger was pointed in the air as he spoke.

"Oh that's rich Ron! Wait so let me get this right, your head boy and Hermione you've just openly called a whore!"

"We'll to but it bluntly- YES!" Ron finished off lamely as he looked at his friend who indeed, must have been sick. Maybe he'd been hit by a rouge' bludger and lost his memory he questioned in his head.

"Okaaay... let's just get to Potions class!" Harry stated stupidly as the two walked out of the Portrait Hole.

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For the first time in Harry's life he was genuinely scared, and not for his life, but for his sanity!

Potions was anything close to typical. Harry and Ron for the first time in their 6 years of attending potions class sat in the front of the room, due mostly to Ron protesting that he needed to see the notes on the board. Although that , even was not even the most unusual thing to happen.

Within only 2 minutes of being in class Snape walked in, but like Harry had never seen before!

Professor Snape strolled into the class, calmly wearing shiny red hills, a way way way too short red dress, and he was made up like a woman. (Think Dr. dr Frankenfurter from Rocky Horror Picture show and you'll get the picture)

"Now Class if you would please turn to page 371 in your Potions book!" Snape addressed the class in a low husky woman's voice.

Harry nearly chocked, and screamed out loud when he saw this all. Iit was truly sickening.

"Mr. Potter, do you need to remove yourself from my class?"

Snape walked over to him running his thin, pale hand, that was covered in blood red nail polish along Harry's shoulder. Harry shuddered and threw up a little bit in his mouth., before he answered in a stuttering horsed voiced.

"Na..no- sir- Mrs-. I mean.. er..professor... no!"

Snape removed his hand from Harry with a curt smile, before going back up to the front of the class to teach.

Harry bent his head over to Ron and whispered to him.

"Since when is Snape a woman?"

Harry asked Ron still staring at Snape in a disbelieving manner.

"Oh no, he's a man some days!" Ron stated, before starting to take vigorous notes.

Harry only managed to nod his head in confusion before a student quickly walked into the class and over to Professor Snape.

Harry's eyes immediately snapped onto the figure that was in-front of the class giving Snape a tardy pass and the he could only utter 3 words.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

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