Grumbling, loudly, Harry Potter walked through the corridor, clenching his fists.
He was tired, and it was very late at night.
Just coming from Headmaster Dumbledore's office, he had the assignment to get Professor Snape back with him. He did not know why, but found it very irritating.
His eyes fought his exhaustion, desperately and he hurried, realizing the sooner he would get Snape, the sooner he could get to bed.
Stopping in front of the so called dorm of Professor Severus Snape, he sighed, before raising his hand to knock.
Knock, knock.
Waiting impatiently, he tapped his foot.
Knock, knock, knock.
No sounds whatsoever.
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
Still nothing, he lost his patience completely and decided to use his fist.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Nothing.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Jumping back, when the door suddenly smacked open.
The greasy haired Slytherin dungeon bat professor glared at him.
But Harry did not notice.
All he saw were the slippers Snape wore.
The huge, pretty, pink, fluffy, bunny slippers.
The two stared at each other.
Draco Malfoy who randomly walked by, stopped.
Eyeing the two, he silently cooed an "Awkward!", before continuing.
Harry stared at Snape.
Snape stared at Harry.
Chirp, chirp.
"Oh….my….god…." The Boy-Who-Lived-Too-Long-Already uttered.
He lost consciousness.