Jul 06, 2010 00:15
[Snape emerges from his tent and stops. He stands blinking in the bright sun. He is wearing a pair of faded grey swim trunks. Without his black school robes, it is easy to see how pale and skinny he really is.]
What...?
[He turns around and sees that his room, usually a perfect replica of his room in Slytherin House, is now just a canvas tent.]
Oh, you must be joking.
[He scowls at the tent for a moment before heading back in. He emerges with a stack of books and his wand, muttering darkly.]
comment: james potter,
severus snape,
plot: surf's up,
comment: miria harvent