Snape's Diary

January 5th

Dear Diary

Today I went down to Hogsmead for a butterbeer, I ran into a bar maid and she fell over. She wailed in pain, the entire pub fell silent. I used the Imperius Curse to bring her to her feet. I tried a desperate attempt at a smile. She slapped me on both of my cheeks and stomped off. I looked around at the customers, everyone was staring open mouthed at me. I quickly remembered that it was illegal to perform that spell in public. I left the bar without a butterbeer. I had so been looking forward to a butterbeer but now was not the time. I went into Zonko’s Joke shop to torment someone, as I started scaring people out of the shop the owner kicked me out. That didn’t boost my spirits. I decided to go into Honeydukes and go down through the secret passageway back to the castle. My awful day wasn’t getting much better. I received an owl from Albus saying I had to supervise a divination class, that didn’t help my mood.  I made my way up to the tower, the stench of the burning candles were overpowering. I instructed a brunet to take it away. As she picked it up, she fainted. Right there on my feet. Immediately another student ran to get a bucket of water. Many minutes passed in awkward silence as the class stared at me with this student lying on my feet. I was unable to move as she was extremely overweight, she was also a Hufflepuff and didn’t want to contaminate myself. Finally the water came, the student tipped it over the girl and regrettably my feet. She woke suddenly, I threw the burning candle out of the window for good measure. My feet were damp, I was in a bright classroom and it was full of students. I told them to read their novels until the end of class. I know from past experience that following the list of what the teacher asks always ends up badly like when I had to supervise magical gymnastics. Oh what a wonderful sight that was, watching the class pretending to be Mr Potter under the Cruciartus Curse. As I waited for the hour to pass I wiggled my wet toes. After 15 minutes I got very bored. I told the class of 3rd years to go off to their common rooms to study the power of Hippogriff blood for their next potions lesson. As I made my way back down to the teacher’s dormitories I ran into Potter and his Orange friend, both far too happy for my liking.  What an awful day it has been my dear diary, is it only you that understands my view on life? Why is everyone so difficult.

Sincerly Severus x x