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Fortune_Cookie · 12-15-2005, 03:05 AM

Sorry, school and basketball has been really busy lately...but I present to you the next portion! *drum roll*

“Well, well,” Snape began, clucking his tongue. “The Gryffindors are creating trouble. Again. Grace Allen, Oliver Wood, come with me.” He managed a menacing smile and pushed Oliver and I forward. “Oh yes, and I will deduct fifty points from Gryffindor.”

The pit in my stomach grew with every footfall. I wondered what would happen. Would the team hate me forever?

Oliver gave me a sad glance as we walked towards the school. Not wanting to face the world, I stared at the grass, longing for a hole to appear and swallow me up.

Snape continued to thrust us onward. Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall appeared around the corner. I could feel Snape’s wicked smirk of victory. Professor McGonagall spotted us immediately and hurried over.

“What’s happening, Severus?” She interrogated sternly. Her eyes flicked to each one of us.

“I understand that Oliver did not seek your permission to let Grace play as back-up seeker for Gryffindor,” Snape said in a slick voice. He glared at me once again with ice-cold eyes.

Professor McGonagall’s stare was severe. “What?” She gasped in disbelief. Her eyebrows slanted into dark lines of disapproval. Her eyes focused on Oliver. “I thought you were more sensible than that, Oliver,” she scolded. “From the start you very well knew that my authorization was necessary for any changes within the team.”

“Exactly my point,” Snape agreed. “I’ve taken fifty points from the Gryffindor house, but I think that a consequence is needed for this behavior.”

I wanted to kick him. Hard. I knew that this meant that I would be banned from the team before the first match. My teeth gritted together.

Maybe it was only me, but a slight expression of regret flickered across Professor McGonagall’s face. Regaining her composure, she straitened her back. “Yes, of course. I believe that Filch needs help cleaning the trophy room. They can help him tonight, beginning at eight o’clock. No magic will be allowed.”

Snape nodded solemnly, but I knew that inside he was glowing with pleasure. He excused himself and ambled towards the school.

12-15-2005, 03:05 AM	#66 (permalink)
Fortune_Cookie Library Writer Sirius Author Lefty SS100 Triumphant Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: Signing off SS for good…blame the workload and the hectic-ness of life. I’ll miss you all…:cry: Posts: 6,879 Hogwarts RPG Name: Eunice Murray Fifth	Sorry, school and basketball has been really busy lately...but I present to you the next portion! drum roll “Well, well,” Snape began, clucking his tongue. “The Gryffindors are creating trouble. Again. Grace Allen, Oliver Wood, come with me.” He managed a menacing smile and pushed Oliver and I forward. “Oh yes, and I will deduct fifty points from Gryffindor.” The pit in my stomach grew with every footfall. I wondered what would happen. Would the team hate me forever? Oliver gave me a sad glance as we walked towards the school. Not wanting to face the world, I stared at the grass, longing for a hole to appear and swallow me up. Snape continued to thrust us onward. Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall appeared around the corner. I could feel Snape’s wicked smirk of victory. Professor McGonagall spotted us immediately and hurried over. “What’s happening, Severus?” She interrogated sternly. Her eyes flicked to each one of us. “I understand that Oliver did not seek your permission to let Grace play as back-up seeker for Gryffindor,” Snape said in a slick voice. He glared at me once again with ice-cold eyes. Professor McGonagall’s stare was severe. “What?” She gasped in disbelief. Her eyebrows slanted into dark lines of disapproval. Her eyes focused on Oliver. “I thought you were more sensible than that, Oliver,” she scolded. “From the start you very well knew that my authorization was necessary for any changes within the team.” “Exactly my point,” Snape agreed. “I’ve taken fifty points from the Gryffindor house, but I think that a consequence is needed for this behavior.” I wanted to kick him. Hard. I knew that this meant that I would be banned from the team before the first match. My teeth gritted together. Maybe it was only me, but a slight expression of regret flickered across Professor McGonagall’s face. Regaining her composure, she straitened her back. “Yes, of course. I believe that Filch needs help cleaning the trophy room. They can help him tonight, beginning at eight o’clock. No magic will be allowed.” Snape nodded solemnly, but I knew that inside he was glowing with pleasure. He excused himself and ambled towards the school. __________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie!