As the greasy dark haired appeared in the room, it was as if they'd seen a ghost but at the same time it was like they had seen a clown do tricks.This transformed everyone's faces into a sniggering and disgusted face trying to keep as far away from him as possible.
All except James, confidently he marched his way to be facing Snape,
"Hello Snivellus, what's wrong, this is your favourite class, right? Well why don't you go over there to your cauldron and start some work!" James said cheerful.
Snape (bewildered) strolled over to his cauldron not knowing what to expect. He peered inside it to find something : a round object which he clutched in his palms and instantly regretted it. It was a dungbomb. It instantly invaded the classroom with it's threatening smell.
People began to cough and some girls were squealing. James couldn't hide in his laughter but also looked full of regret. He didn't know it'd be this bad. He was told it would make Snape smell, make his hands dirty (just where he was standing) and then would inevitably make everyone burst out in laughter; instead it attacked the whole room! Snape glanced at his filthy hands and wrenched at the odour. Abruptly, Professor Slughorn entered the room and his smile vanished.
He took one stiff and gagged himself stopping him from vomiting, "what happened in here, did someone let off a dungbomb?!" He looked incredibly furious while his cheeks crimsoned with fury. He soared to open the windows hoping the smell would kindly leave.
Then he turned to his mess of a class, "Right! Everyone sit down!" Everyone instantly obeyed him and sat down in their chairs. Once the smell had faded a tiny bit, Professor Slughorn continued his lecture.
"WHO is responsible for this shambles! I want to know NOW!" Slughorn screamed like never before, it appeared dungbombs was one of his worst situations. He started slowly pacing himself around the room to intimidate them. Hermione gulped.
He stared carefully at each individual student, like he was looking for treasures behind their eyes. He abruptly (which shocked everyone) spoke harshly. "Now, if someone admits it, the consequences won't be as serious as they will be when I find out. And I WILL find out."
Everyone anxiously stared at each other, not knowing what to do. No one said anything, either too confident or too frightened. Or maybe they just didn't want to snitch. Professor Slughorn froze, staring stone cold at their faces, after moments of silence and no one coming clean he spoke again.
"No one wants to tell me, fine I will ask again but slightly different, probably won't make much difference." He said sarcastically, then he paused to take a breath. "If someone admits it now, how about you ALL won't have to stay for detentions every single day for th-" He paused again interrupted as before he could reach the end of his threat all the class shouted in unison.
"IT WAS JAMES!!!"
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Hermione and Ginny: Travelling Through Time
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