And now, a story...
Warning... The following post contains some adult content. So when you ignore this warning and go ahead and read it anyway, you have nobody to blame but yourself.
Got it under control. Now how about some nice Harry Potter fan fiction? Here goes:
Slughorn awoke with a start. It was still quite dark out, and he could not quite make out the tall hook nosed siloete in the window. Hook-nosed?
"Snape!" ejaculated Slughorn, who at this point looked very shaken, pale, and sweaty.
"Miss me, Sluggy?" Snape growled.
Meanwhile, in another part of the castle, something innapropriate was NOT about to happen. Not that anything innaporopriate was happening elsewhere in the castle. Just that this area was quite noticibally apporopriate. Now back to the two Proffesers.
"I can't belive you actually did it," said Slughorn.
"Yes," sighed Snape. "I did it and I did it well,"
"Wait," paused Slughorn, "What exactly did you do?"
"I think we both know what I did," said Snape as he smiled slightly.
"But why did you come back here?" Slughorn asked.
Snape was quiet for a while. "Sluggy... I'm pregnent."
"You are not..."
"I'm afraid I am..."
"But who..."
"McGonagall," admitted Snape. Slughorn slapped him.
Ahh, Hogwarts. If only it were a soap opera. In fact, it should be. Or, maybe, I really crossed the line there. Just let me know people, and I will back off. But I thought it was pretty good.
Got it under control. Now how about some nice Harry Potter fan fiction? Here goes:
Slughorn awoke with a start. It was still quite dark out, and he could not quite make out the tall hook nosed siloete in the window. Hook-nosed?
"Snape!" ejaculated Slughorn, who at this point looked very shaken, pale, and sweaty.
"Miss me, Sluggy?" Snape growled.
Meanwhile, in another part of the castle, something innapropriate was NOT about to happen. Not that anything innaporopriate was happening elsewhere in the castle. Just that this area was quite noticibally apporopriate. Now back to the two Proffesers.
"I can't belive you actually did it," said Slughorn.
"Yes," sighed Snape. "I did it and I did it well,"
"Wait," paused Slughorn, "What exactly did you do?"
"I think we both know what I did," said Snape as he smiled slightly.
"But why did you come back here?" Slughorn asked.
Snape was quiet for a while. "Sluggy... I'm pregnent."
"You are not..."
"I'm afraid I am..."
"But who..."
"McGonagall," admitted Snape. Slughorn slapped him.
Ahh, Hogwarts. If only it were a soap opera. In fact, it should be. Or, maybe, I really crossed the line there. Just let me know people, and I will back off. But I thought it was pretty good.
posted by Adam at 7:35 PM
5 Comments:
hmmm, if there were a line you most definitely crossed it. I don't think that's a bad thing.
No, Snape is pregnent. But it has nothing to do with McGonagall, that was just to get Slughorn ticked off. It's kind of a long story.
Well, late one night I was reading the half-blood-prince, and purposly trying to take every phrase in it as wrongly as possible.
Hee! Most amusing, most amusing.
Slughorn is a feisty little bugger, isn't he?
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