Goldfish

“ Happy Birthday, Severus,” McGonagall set a bright red and gold wrapped box down before him, ignoring his distain filled lip curl in favor of sending paper banners up around the staff room that celebrated the day by spraying confetti and singing in various barbershop tones a jaunty rendition of Happy Birthday.

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Book Jacket

Snape watched the children drain from the room with satisfaction. He’d given them more than twenty inches of essay to write on the dreadfully boring topic of flesh eating fungi venom decanting which would destroy hopefully most of their rowdy little weekends and leave his in peace.

He swept through the room to check all ( Read more... )