I just ate like a whole pack of Digestives and they were strangely good. Anyone watch MacDoesIt? I watched him while eating the Digestives. Enjoyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! but they were SO good. I'm not okay.
Hermione, Ron and Harry were leaning over Sabrina's timetable. 'Okay, so first we have...' Harry's glasses nearly fell off his nose. 'Potions!' The three groaned simultaneously. 'It can't be that bad' said Bri. Harry just stared into her soul, emotionless. Harry's feeling a little freaky.
Up at the high table, (professor table? Teacher's table? whatever, that one) Snape just focused on his coffee that was black as his emo lil soul. Minnie Moo was being iconic, and a certain old guy that formed a child army (dumblefuck) was keeping an eye on the new girl in their little hero sandwich. I'm tired and a little constipated so just ignore stuff like this.
Anyway, Dumblefuck turned to Snape, who looked slightly irritable but that was just his face. 'Keep a close eye on Miss Romanoff, would you, Severus?' Snape rolled his eyes because he's Snape and snapped (Snaped) back, 'And mayyyy I inquirrrrre why you ask thisssss offfff me, Headmasaasssterrrr?' Venom dripped off every word he drawled. 'I must admit, Sev, I have not said this in a very great while but I do not know.'
Snape considered this. It wouldn't hurt and Dumblewhore, as little as Sev would admit, was never wrong. 'Fine. I have her and Pottahhh next lesson, along with their moronic friends.'
Snape had to admit, though. It was incredibly rare that a Slytherin could be friends with a Gryffindor. Pottahhh no less. The Haunted gray eyes too. Something was definitely wrong. Well, he had been friends with Lily. For a while, anyway. Maybe the girl knew Potttahh from outside of school. Probably grew up in the same privileged neighbourhood as the brat.
A/N
Hey, guys, gals and non-binary pals! So half of this was me complaining about sleep and constipation but I'm kinda just writing whatever comes to mind. Besides, you guys are my people. Forget a doctor, I'm going to my anonymous fanfic readers. I took some laxatives and I'm feeling better. Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.
This is like a tiny miny baby of a chapter but I need some sleep so screw it. Also, I was thinking that Bri's superhero name could be the nickname that Bucky gave her in the Red Room. I don't give a fuck. You know she was there. You read the fucking description. I need to stop writing and release you now.
Sorry I'm really grumpy today! Bye, I love ya!!! 😘
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