I-I...I spelled survive wrong, I don't...wtf, I quit, FML, I'll update again with preferences soon! Ugh I am the best at spelling...
SCREEEEEE THIS IMAGINE MAKES ME VERY HAPPY. I wrote this mostly on my phone at like 1 am, so I'm sorry it's bad. I just love this so much. I'm also writing a lot of random stuff for my friend, we're trading writing basically, so I get a little sidetracked, I'm sorry! Also sorry for updating like three times, I had to edit this a lot ^^".
"Professor Snape, I believe you're being, as you would put it," You paused, looking up at Snape, who was glaring back, "annoying."
You sat upright, launching out of your seat and running toward the door as the classroom erupted into laughter. One student though, didn't seem too happy about the scene. She furiously looked at you, make that glared. All at once she stood from her seat and slammed her fists on the table.
"(F/N)(L/N), WOULD YOU BE SO KIND AS TO SIT DOWN AND LET PROFESSOR SNAPE FINISH HIS CLASS FOR ONCE?!" She screeched, causing the class to quiet down immediately.
"(F/n) I suggest you take Miss Granger's advice and sit down while I teach." He turned toward you, immune to your behavior, as you seemed to poke fun at him quite often.
"Woah there, Snep, settle down." You chuckled, pacing back to your seat at the front of the class, "I was just about to leave, too."
"That's ten points from (y/h), (l/n). And [another, if your house is Gryffindor, like me ;)] ten points from Gryffindor for your outburst, Granger."
The frizzy haired girl huffed and crossed her arms, trying to focus back on the lesson. Instead, she kept glancing back at you. A scowl was present on her lips every time. She scoffed as you glanced over at her, winking and getting up to leave class. You walked to the Great Hall and just sat at the (y/h) table. Propping your legs on the table, you leaned forward and placed your elbows on the table between your knees. (omg I'm sorry if you're not flexible, apparently not everyone can do this and I was very unaware until my friend pointed it out >.<) You dug in your bag and pulled out a muggle book, fascinated by the lack of magic on the page, yet also by the use of fantasy powers. The current book you're reading was called Rebel Belle (I seriously recommend this book, it's quite funny and very fast paced). You hadn't noticed the smart, Gryffindor girl storm into the Hall, since you were engulfed in reading. She looked over at you, a shocked expression as you read the muggle book. The thoughtful expression on your face confused her more, sending her into the period after confusion, which I like to call: disbelief. Anticlimactic, I know. After regaining her composure and walking over to her seat, she kept thinking back to you. Harry looked over at his friend, who seemed quite distraught. This was a strange sight to him, so he leaned over to Ron.
"What's happening to Hermione?" He asked quietly, as to not gain the attention of said girl.
"I don't know, she seems kind of distant after what happened in Potions." Ron responds, not as quietly, but it seems to have no effect on the spacing girl.
"What happened in Potions? I wasn't there today, remember, I don't just know everything."
"Oh, well (y/n) had another outburst, except I thought it was funny, as usual. Only, this time Hermione got really annoyed and freaked out on them. They acted cool, but," He paused, "Actually I don't really know what they were thinking, I couldn't read their facial expression."
"That's strange, they seem like the person who wouldn't care if they were embarrassed."
"Oh, I know the word I was looking for, flustered. They seemed surprised Hermione would snap like that."
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Harry Potter Imagines and Preferences
FanfictionImagines might be long because I don't know how not to describe everything I see happening in writing...if that made any sense. {Slow Updates}
