Chapter 4
Snape walked onto the stage an ugly sneer on his face. “Why in Bloody burgers, am I here?” he growled.
He saw the chair and went and set down. And why not, it was there.
“Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars,” A unrecognizable voice spoke. It was hard to tell if it was a man or a woman.
Snape looked around, a sneer on his face. “Who’s there?”
“Snape . . . his real name is Walt.”
Snape blinked, “What?”
“That’s right Walt. We know your real name.”
Snape’s face was red, “HOW DARE YOU. THAT INSANE NAME IS NOT MINE!!”
The voice snickered, “fine, whatever you say . . . Snape is in love . . . with . . . le gasp . . . Mis Granger.”
Snape’s face got redder, “That’s most defiantly not true.”
“Hm umm, sure . . . Snape . . . thinks he’s the King of daisies.”
“Now that’s just ridiculous,” Snape yelled.
“Sure, . . . Snape wishes he was as good as Lockhart in dueling.”
“WHAT, that guy can’t even cast a proper disarming spell.”
“That’s what you say.”
“Um didn’t you read the third book? We all found out that he was a FAKE.”
“Sorry I don’t read.”
Snape rolled his eyes.
“Snape he loves toast.”
“No, I don’t . . . well yes. I do.” Snape had taken as much as he could handle. He jumped up and stormed of the stage.
“Now you know Snape the King of the daisies.”
“THEY BLOODY WELL DON”T,” Snape yelled from back stage.
A/N Haha, this one was funny, we taped our selves and everything. I played Snape and my cousin played the voice. The toast part was my cousins favorite part.
Sorry to all the people named Walt out there. I wasn’t making fun of the name, after all my grandpa was named Walt. Hehe, it’s just a name Snape dislikes.