WARNING: SPOILERS UNDER CUT
Chapter 8- Snape Victorious
“We are pleased to welcome a new member of the staff this year. Professor Slughorn...who has agreed to resume his old post of Potions master.”
“Potions?”
“Potions?”
....
“Professor Snape, meanwhile,” said Dumbledore, raising his voice so that it carried all over the muttering, “will be taking over the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.”
“No!” said Harry, so loudly that many heads turned in his direction. Pg. 166
NO!
And on Pg. 169, when Ron didn’t laugh at Harry about his nose, I died. A true Harry/Ron shipper I am.
Chapter 9- The Half-Blood Prince
“My Grandmother thinks Charms is a soft option,” mumbled Neville.
“Take Charms,” said Prof. McGonagall, “and I shall drop Augusta a line reminding her that just because she failed her Charms O.W.L., the subject is not necessarily worthless.” Pg. 174
For some reason, I like that part of chapter 9.
“Do you remember me telling you we are practicing nonverbal spells, Potter?”
“Yes,” said Harry stiffly.
“Yes, sir.”
“There’s no need to call me ‘sir’, Professor” Pg. 180
You got to love his cheek.
Chapter 10- The House of Guant
Hissy, hissy, little snakey,
Slither on the floor,
You be good to Morfin
Or he’ll nail you to the door.
That’s so morbid, that it’s cool.
Chapter 11- Hermione’s Helping Hand
Harry frequently looked over at his classmates in the common room or at mealtimes to see them purple in the face and straining as though they had overdosed on U-No-Poo...It was a relief to get outside into the greenhouses; they were dealing with more dangerous plants than ever in Herbology, but at least they were still allowed to swear loudly if the Venomous Tentacula seized them unexpectedly from behind.
DUDE! I can just see it now..... do-doodle do-doodle do-doodle
*Me in Herbology, minding my own beautiful business, when...*
Me: OH FUCK CUNT SHIT ASS SCAT FUCKING WHORE!
*Whole class looks at me, totally unharmed at which I laugh*
Hahaha, just testing yah!
*DETENTIONED*
“’Oh, come on, Harry’”... “’I’m tall,’ said Ron inconsequentially.” Pg. 219
I am not typing that whole thing out, but that whole part just made me smile.
“I was in the hospital wing when they held the trails,” said McLaggen, with something of a swagger. “Ate a pound of doxy eggs for a bet.”
*Pats McLaggen’s back, then wipes it on her jeans, cause he’s all sweaty* Know how you feel, mate. Been there.
“The second group was comprised of ten of the silliest girls Harry had ever encountered, who, when he blew his whistle, merely fell about giggling and clutching one another.” ... “When he told them to leave the pitch, they did so quite cheerfully and went to sit in the stands to heckle everyone else.”
For some reason, that reminds me of my friends.
“’If there’s anyone else here who’s not from Gryffindor,” roared Harry, who was starting to get seriously annoyed, “leave now, please!”’
Hehehe!
“We are pleased to welcome a new member of the staff this year. Professor Slughorn...who has agreed to resume his old post of Potions master.”
“Potions?”
“Potions?”
....
“Professor Snape, meanwhile,” said Dumbledore, raising his voice so that it carried all over the muttering, “will be taking over the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.”
“No!” said Harry, so loudly that many heads turned in his direction. Pg. 166
NO!
And on Pg. 169, when Ron didn’t laugh at Harry about his nose, I died. A true Harry/Ron shipper I am.
Chapter 9- The Half-Blood Prince
“My Grandmother thinks Charms is a soft option,” mumbled Neville.
“Take Charms,” said Prof. McGonagall, “and I shall drop Augusta a line reminding her that just because she failed her Charms O.W.L., the subject is not necessarily worthless.” Pg. 174
For some reason, I like that part of chapter 9.
“Do you remember me telling you we are practicing nonverbal spells, Potter?”
“Yes,” said Harry stiffly.
“Yes, sir.”
“There’s no need to call me ‘sir’, Professor” Pg. 180
You got to love his cheek.
Chapter 10- The House of Guant
Hissy, hissy, little snakey,
Slither on the floor,
You be good to Morfin
Or he’ll nail you to the door.
That’s so morbid, that it’s cool.
Chapter 11- Hermione’s Helping Hand
Harry frequently looked over at his classmates in the common room or at mealtimes to see them purple in the face and straining as though they had overdosed on U-No-Poo...It was a relief to get outside into the greenhouses; they were dealing with more dangerous plants than ever in Herbology, but at least they were still allowed to swear loudly if the Venomous Tentacula seized them unexpectedly from behind.
DUDE! I can just see it now..... do-doodle do-doodle do-doodle
*Me in Herbology, minding my own beautiful business, when...*
Me: OH FUCK CUNT SHIT ASS SCAT FUCKING WHORE!
*Whole class looks at me, totally unharmed at which I laugh*
Hahaha, just testing yah!
*DETENTIONED*
“’Oh, come on, Harry’”... “’I’m tall,’ said Ron inconsequentially.” Pg. 219
I am not typing that whole thing out, but that whole part just made me smile.
“I was in the hospital wing when they held the trails,” said McLaggen, with something of a swagger. “Ate a pound of doxy eggs for a bet.”
*Pats McLaggen’s back, then wipes it on her jeans, cause he’s all sweaty* Know how you feel, mate. Been there.
“The second group was comprised of ten of the silliest girls Harry had ever encountered, who, when he blew his whistle, merely fell about giggling and clutching one another.” ... “When he told them to leave the pitch, they did so quite cheerfully and went to sit in the stands to heckle everyone else.”
For some reason, that reminds me of my friends.
“’If there’s anyone else here who’s not from Gryffindor,” roared Harry, who was starting to get seriously annoyed, “leave now, please!”’
Hehehe!