TGIF // Severus Snape

shark week

A Gryffindor snaps at Snape after he refuses to let her leave the room during a lecture.

The dungeons were nearly silent, Professor Snape's voice being the only sound in the room, "Turn 15 times clockwise, slowly adding the ground mandrake until your potion is a blood red. At that point it is half finished, and note that if any is ingested before finishing, the consumer will break out in monstrous hives..."

As he continued in a drawling tone, a young third year Gryffindor was shifting uncomfortably in her seat. A grimace on her face changed to one of panic when she looked down to see a growing pool of blood in the seat. Her hand shot in the air, "Professor??"

"Ten points from Gryffindor, for disrupting class. I am speaking, I'm sure your patience can last, Miss Lane." Snape bit out before trying to return to his lecture.

"But professor! I-"

"Quiet!! Another ten points from Gryffindor."

"Please just let me-"

"Fifteen points from Gryffindor."

"Sir-"

"Twenty points from Gryff-"

"ONE HUNDRED POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN FOR BEING A DILDO, THERE IS BLOOD POURING OUT OF MY VAGINA I NEED TO USE THE RESTROOM!!"

The entire class gaped at the third year, and the look on her flushed face was one of rage and slight surprise at herself. Professor Snape was even more pale as he stared at the girl with a look of shock, "I...you may leave, Miss Lane."

The third year shot out of her seat and out the door like a lightning bolt, face red. The entire class turned to stare at Severus, who seemed, still, shocked beyond belief, "Let's...continue with the lecture..."

As he continued to teach in the wake of Miss Lane's outburst, Ron leaned over to Harry and whispered, "Oi mate, you should ask her to the Yule ball! What a power couple, I bet she'd-"

"FIFTEEN POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR, MISTER WEASLEY."

"sorry."