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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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My love
Everyone was sitting in Potions, eagerly awaiting Hemlock\'s arrival. They were her first class, and they were
waiting to see if she was better or worse than Snape, but most expected better, since they believed that
there was no possible way for anyone to be worse than Snape.
But only four people in the room were dreading the beginning of class. Once class began, Harry would begin
with his \'evil\' plan. Speaking of Harry, he was sitting in his seat in the back of the room, waiting patiently
for class to begin. He gave Severus, who was sitting across the aisle from him, a very calm smile.
Right then, the door burst open and Hemlock stormed into the room in the same manner of Snape. This
actually caused Harry to smile. It would make this much more entertaining.
\"I was led to believe that this was the top class in the entire school, but I am finding myself in doubt. For
I do see some faces whom I am positive do not belong here.\" Hemlock\'s gaze swept across the room and
spotted Harry smiling in the back. Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
\"Mr. Potter, I believe you are in the wrong place. There is absolutely no possible way that you could have
gotten into such a high level potions class.\" Hemlock spat. Everyone in the room felt their hopes crumble
to dust. She was just as bad as Snape had been, whom they all turned to glare at, but noticed that Harry
was smiling, which caused them to turn their attention to him.
\"Ah, my love. I am in here to watch you grace your lovely presence apon these unworthy fellow students
of mine.\" Harry sounded like a love sick puppy. Everyone in the room stared at him in horror. Something
was wrong with their classmate. The Gryffindors turned to glare at the Slytherins, instantly believing that
they had done something to their hero, while the Slytherins were merely grinning at Harry\'s antics, believing
that he was under a spell or something sinister that Malfoy or Snape had commited.
\"What did you say, Potter?\" Hemlock demanded, gritting her teeth together, trying to contain her anger
over being embarrassed.
\"I am only informing you of how everyone in this room is not worthy of setting their eyes on your beauty
in which none can compare. Not even I am worthy of this wonderful gift of your presence in which you
bestow upon us.\" Harry told her, transfiguring his quill into a red rose. \"A rose for you, my angel from
above?\" Harry asked, offering her the rose from the back of the room.
\"Detention Potter. Tonight, with me, at eight.\" Hemlock ground out. Harry beamed as if he had just been
told that he had free access to all the sweets in Honeydukes.
\"A date my love? Out by the lake, candle light dinner underneath of the stars for my dove?\" He asked.
\"Try in the dungeons, scrubbing cauldrons.\" Hemlock spat.
\"I wait with bated breath.\" Harry sighed. Hemlock turned on her heel to sit at her seat. When she tried
to sit down, she turned into a giant canary. \"MY LOVE!\" Harry cried out in horror and ran to her. \"Oh my
love. How could someone be so cruel as to play such a horrific trick upon you? Speak to me my love.
Are you well? Shall we rush you to the care of Madam Promphry?\" Harry asked. Hemlock tried to yell at
him, but only a squak came out. \"Oh my dear! My guardian angel! My life force! We must rush to the
the infirmary at once!\" Harry cried and dragged her out of the room. Once they left, the entire room
exploded in laughter.
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waiting to see if she was better or worse than Snape, but most expected better, since they believed that
there was no possible way for anyone to be worse than Snape.
But only four people in the room were dreading the beginning of class. Once class began, Harry would begin
with his \'evil\' plan. Speaking of Harry, he was sitting in his seat in the back of the room, waiting patiently
for class to begin. He gave Severus, who was sitting across the aisle from him, a very calm smile.
Right then, the door burst open and Hemlock stormed into the room in the same manner of Snape. This
actually caused Harry to smile. It would make this much more entertaining.
\"I was led to believe that this was the top class in the entire school, but I am finding myself in doubt. For
I do see some faces whom I am positive do not belong here.\" Hemlock\'s gaze swept across the room and
spotted Harry smiling in the back. Her eyes narrowed dangerously.
\"Mr. Potter, I believe you are in the wrong place. There is absolutely no possible way that you could have
gotten into such a high level potions class.\" Hemlock spat. Everyone in the room felt their hopes crumble
to dust. She was just as bad as Snape had been, whom they all turned to glare at, but noticed that Harry
was smiling, which caused them to turn their attention to him.
\"Ah, my love. I am in here to watch you grace your lovely presence apon these unworthy fellow students
of mine.\" Harry sounded like a love sick puppy. Everyone in the room stared at him in horror. Something
was wrong with their classmate. The Gryffindors turned to glare at the Slytherins, instantly believing that
they had done something to their hero, while the Slytherins were merely grinning at Harry\'s antics, believing
that he was under a spell or something sinister that Malfoy or Snape had commited.
\"What did you say, Potter?\" Hemlock demanded, gritting her teeth together, trying to contain her anger
over being embarrassed.
\"I am only informing you of how everyone in this room is not worthy of setting their eyes on your beauty
in which none can compare. Not even I am worthy of this wonderful gift of your presence in which you
bestow upon us.\" Harry told her, transfiguring his quill into a red rose. \"A rose for you, my angel from
above?\" Harry asked, offering her the rose from the back of the room.
\"Detention Potter. Tonight, with me, at eight.\" Hemlock ground out. Harry beamed as if he had just been
told that he had free access to all the sweets in Honeydukes.
\"A date my love? Out by the lake, candle light dinner underneath of the stars for my dove?\" He asked.
\"Try in the dungeons, scrubbing cauldrons.\" Hemlock spat.
\"I wait with bated breath.\" Harry sighed. Hemlock turned on her heel to sit at her seat. When she tried
to sit down, she turned into a giant canary. \"MY LOVE!\" Harry cried out in horror and ran to her. \"Oh my
love. How could someone be so cruel as to play such a horrific trick upon you? Speak to me my love.
Are you well? Shall we rush you to the care of Madam Promphry?\" Harry asked. Hemlock tried to yell at
him, but only a squak came out. \"Oh my dear! My guardian angel! My life force! We must rush to the
the infirmary at once!\" Harry cried and dragged her out of the room. Once they left, the entire room
exploded in laughter.
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TBC