Snark 003: Snape [In Person]
[Snape pokes his head out of his door, glances up and down the hall, and scowls.]
Singing.
I hate singing.
[He crosses his arms, and the music playing softly in the background begins to grow louder.]
If there is anything I dislike more than singing, well, then I do not know what it is!
[He claps his hand over his mouth. His singing voice is quite terrible.]
What is this? A curse? Something compelling me to sing a song!
[He jabs at his throat with his wand, and the orchestra plays a short chord on each of his next words.]
Quietus! Silencio!
Noooooo!
Singing.
I hate singing.
[He crosses his arms, and the music playing softly in the background begins to grow louder.]
If there is anything I dislike more than singing, well, then I do not know what it is!
[He claps his hand over his mouth. His singing voice is quite terrible.]
What is this? A curse? Something compelling me to sing a song!
[He jabs at his throat with his wand, and the orchestra plays a short chord on each of his next words.]
Quietus! Silencio!
Noooooo!