Experiences, and answers
Snape walked along the classrooms sides, watching the students do their work, a scowl evident on his face. A student raised their hand as he walked by, and he called on them.
“Yes, Mr.Chezerei?”
He said, pausing to look at the student, slightly annoyed.
“Uh, I don't have any raven feathers…”
Snape sighed a bit, rubbing his temple.
“Go grab some from the closet..”
He hissed, irritation clear in his tone. The child walked quickly over to the closet, opening it. Everyones head shot to the kid, when they let out a blood curdling scream. Snape quickly strutted over to the closet it the child. Despite knowing what it probably was, his heart sped up a bit.
“What are you yelling about?”
He said, his tone very slightly frantic.
“I-It’s…”
The child stated, quickly backing up after slamming the closet door shut. Snape grunted, shooing the kid with a slight of hand, who scrambled to his feet and back to his desk. Snape opened the closet door slowly, seeing the rather… Disturbing sight yet again. He leaned over a bit. He couldn’t be scared of some child ghost, not right now..
“Shoo! Get out!”
Snape had hiss quietly at the dead- well, undead child, in the closet. The childs head tilted more than it already was, which was hard to believe was even possible, before the closet doors slammed shut. Snape slowly opened the closet, to find nothing inside. Except for the raven feathers, which he did grab…
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Snape awoke peacefully; for once. He took a few minutes before sitting up, rubbing his eyes groggily. He stood up, walking to his bathroom, feet dragging slightly as the weight of sleep tried to pull him back into a restful slumber. He walked into his bathroom, squinting his eyes as the light practically blinded him. He got ready; brushing his teeth, hair, and going to the bathroom, before walking out of the bathroom to stand. Just standing there.
He looked over to his closet, dreading having to open it to get his robes and clothes. He sighed, deciding to just get it over with. He walked over to it, taking a moment of peace, before reaching out and pulling open the doors. His heart leapt, but to false alarm, seeing nothing there. Thank the everlasting lord… He sighed, before grabbing some clothes out from it, and getting changed.
As he walked into the great hall, Poppy waved him over. He, obviously, went over to her, sitting down across from her.
“So, how’s it been going Severus?”
Poppy had asked, a quaint smile spreading across her face. Severus look at her, shrugging slightly.
“A usual, stuped children. I’m glad none are staying for break this time..”
Severus explained, his voice tired. Poppy had laughed.
“You should loosen up a little… And, also, about the ‘ghost’ thing, I managed to look through some records with Mcgonal, and we gathered some info. Aswell as borrowing a ‘phone’ from someone to get some information.”
Severus had looked at her, eyes wide a bit. He knew this had been an ongoing issue for all the professors, especially recently, but he hadn’t expected Mcgonal to help. He shook his head slightly, snapping back into the real world, and not looking… well, dumbfounded, anymore.
“Well?..”
He inquired.
“I have a folder for you about what we currently know, so you’ll have to do with it. We don’t know if it’s everything, but it’s most of what happened.”
Poppy promptly explained, holding out a grey folder in her hand. He took and and thanked her, and they finished eating before Snape headed back to his desk, setting down the folder with a sigh.