Word Game 3 ~ One Bright Day in the Middle of the Night

One Bright Day in the Middle of The Night...
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Okay, this one doesn't make as much sense all put together....I fixed spelling errors, the rest is how it was submitted on the forum!

Sevy's Gal = Periwinkle

Snapescat = Maroon

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He sat in class and a student came. But why now? And for what purpose?

Hermione crossed her arms and, surprisingly enough, she didn't cite examples from a textbook.

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and he cleared his throat. She looked up to the jars arranged on his shelves. Suddenly, her bad mood getting unexpectedly better than before, she jumped up and started to dance ludicrously on her table, causing many smirks of annoyance. He stood up and crossed his arms and waited. Ignoring his display of patience, she flung herself into his arms, causing him to shove her away roughly. Staggering back to her feet, she glared daggers at him, and then continued her dance. He swept from the room, grumbling incoherently to himself about how McGonagall had cracked.

He then ran headlong into Dumbledore, who was humming gleefully to himself whilst swinging his gold-tipped cane, and as he swung the Pimp Cane o' Doom, it flew out of his hand, and struck the suit of armor behind him. Snape bellowed over the ruckus, and glared quite coldly at the new arrival. Dumbledore squeaked when he dropped Snape onto the floor, who landed with a thump and swore loudly.

He stood up and dusted the dirt from his robes, and continued his rant about the noise level.

"How is a man supposed to get any sort of thinking done around here with this sort of nonesense? Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to soak in a tub full of steaming hot Chocolate." And he exited gracefully.

Reaching his quarters, he tore the life-size poster of Dumbledore he posted on the wall when he'd first started at Hogwarts. He then ambled to his large, ornate, jacuzzi tub, and shedding himself of his robes, he turned on the tap and steaming liquid chocolate poured in copious amounts into the gleaming white porcelain tub.

He stepped in, relishing the warmth of the thick liquid squelching between his manly toes. He settled down with a sigh of contentment, and lazily splashed the chocolate over his toes. He scowled as he thought of the painful lump on his back, and rubbed the syrup gleefully under his armpits. Yet the lump still ached, so he proceeded to make an attempt at massaging it, but to no avail. He frowned and grumbled to the statue of Paracelsus which suddenly came to life, and jumped into the tub, and with a frightened squeak, slid underneath the chocolate. Snape covered himself as the statue resurfaced and grinned. Snape sneered and swam to the other side.

"Get out of my tub, you smarmy git!" The statue looked at him, his lower lip trembling, and he suddenly burst out with an eerie wail. Snape gave a frightened jump out of the tub before the statue could start to find comfort in the chocolate covered potions master.

"This whole bloody castle is absolutely mad, as is everyone who resides in it!" Severus panted, absolutely livid at the lack of sane people, creatures, and inanimated objects which inhabited the castle. "When I get out of this insane asylum, I'm going straight to Lucius's manor and express my outrage that this insolence, so beware! He can come to comfort and console me. Now, I am going to go straight to Albus and, in a very dignified manner, request the return of my sanity by ridding of you!" He then began to mumble mutinously as he slithered out of his quarters and into the hall, but he turned back to give the statue alarmed that he forgot his knickers on the floor. He quickly put them on, and strode elegantly through the halls and to the Headmaster's office. He pounded on the door until he remembered that Dumbledore was enjoying himself elsewhere, so he decided to wander around aimlessly, looking for students to fry up for his tasty student omlette. Licking his lips with a sadistic smile on his face, thinking of the succulent taste of students' fear as he'd fry them to a crisp when they studied for their next potions test. Laughing maniacally, he stopped and noticed that many o' the students were nowhere to be seen.

"Where have they gone?" He looked around the corner, but there was nobody there. But then it hit him that it was summertime, and there was no way a student was prowling around the castle. Slightly put down, he continued around the corridor, expecting to catch someone behaving badly, then remembered nobody was there.

"I'm feeling de ja vu," he said with an eerie feeling as he looked around a corner and smacked himself. "Ow," he said, rubbing his head in aggravation, and he prowled off to the dungeons once again. There, he paced and grumbled about the unfairness of student and teacher holidays, where the students leave, but the staff had to stay and roam the lonely halls, grumbling about student holidays.

~FIN~

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