When Pigs Fly: Snape
Snape smiled.
The entire class froze, terrified.
“As it is the holiday season, I have decided to discard the curriculum for today. Put away your text books and we will play a game.”
None of the students looked particularly reassured.
“Hangman, I think.” A number of dashes appeared on the board with a wave of Snape’s wand. Another subtle wave, and Hermione was rendered speechless. “If you have read chapter thirteen in your text books, this will be simplicity itself.” He smirked.
“Now, Mr Potter. Please come to the front of the class and put your head through this noose…”
The entire class froze, terrified.
“As it is the holiday season, I have decided to discard the curriculum for today. Put away your text books and we will play a game.”
None of the students looked particularly reassured.
“Hangman, I think.” A number of dashes appeared on the board with a wave of Snape’s wand. Another subtle wave, and Hermione was rendered speechless. “If you have read chapter thirteen in your text books, this will be simplicity itself.” He smirked.
“Now, Mr Potter. Please come to the front of the class and put your head through this noose…”