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Inspection Day	By : Prentice Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2268 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Inspection Day

Author: Prentice

Rating: FRT

Warnings: None

Pairing: Implied Severus/Sirius

Spoilers: PS thru OotP

Category: Missing Scene

Series: Nope

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profit was made and no harm was done.

Author�s Note: This was some time ago after the first time I read
through Order of the Phoenix. I was slightly disappointed that we never
got the chance to see what happened (indepth) during Snape's inspection so...I wrote this.
The implied relationship between Sirius and Snape was written in for a friend,
who seems to think that those two were meant to be. :)

Summary: It is Severus Snape's inspection day.
Inspection Day

Severus Snape was going to kill someone. Very,
very soon. He wasn�t particularly picky about who it was, be it one of the
damnable Gryffindor brats he was now having to watch fumble pathetically through
their potion assignments or to that Merlin forsaken Umbridge woman who was
sitting in the back of his class scratching notes erratically. All he knew was
that he was going to have to kill someone very soon. Or, at least, seriously
maim someone for life.

Oh the pleasure that would bring�especially if it was that cow who had had the
nerve to question him in front of his students. His students.

�Disgusting pig.� He thought maliciously as he watched the woman once again get
out of her chair and flounce around the room, stopping here and there to ask one
of the students what they thought of his teaching. She wasn�t even trying to be
discrete.

Snape�s lip curled. If only he could get away with throwing a hex at her when
her back was turned; if only he could get away with getting one of the brats he
was teaching to do it�

�Now that is a bit desperate of me but I�d still do it.� He thought to himself,
ostensibly turning his back to the woman so that he could inspect one of the few
students he was sure would not make a considerable mistake.

�Very good, Mr. Malfoy.� Snape commended. �I believe you are one of the few
students whose potion skills will not turn my stomach. Top marks.�

Malfoy beamed up at him; at least, he beamed as much as the Malfoy pride would
allow. Snape had to fight the urge to smash his face into the cauldron.

�Irritating little prat.� He growled to himself, once again moving on to sweep
the room, robes whipping around him satisfyingly. He kept one eye on Umbridge as
she went.

Snape curled his fist behind his back and had to resist the urge to ground his
teeth too loudly as he watched her move on to another student...

He felt his fingernails dig into his palm. She was now speaking to that inept
Longbottom. Bullying him, more like it.

For a moment, Severus fancied the urge to just stand there and watch as Umbridge
questioned the boy about his teaching. But, the moment passed just as quickly as
it came and he moved towards Granger�s cauldron. At least he could hear from
there.

�Hem, hem.� Umbridge began. Snape seriously considered jinxing her. �Tell
me, my dear, how do you feel about Professor Snape�s teaching?� She asked
sweetly.

Longbottom�s hand shook as he dropped in the Salamander Blood for the
Strengthening Solution. �I-I-I like it o-okay.�

�Hem.� Umbridge hummed, scribbling a somewhat lengthy note for that one
small stuttered statement.

Snape watched Granger stir the solution counter clockwise as instructed before
moving away without comment, much to the relief of Ms. Granger and her potions
partner, though he hardly noticed.

He was too busy plotting the woman�s slow and painful death. Perhaps to a
hippogriff, they were particularly nasty when they wanted to be. Or, maybe, a
potion would be a better idea. Nice and long death for her, something that drew
out the pain for hours on end�

But wouldn�t that just point straight to him? Yes, a potion was no good.
Hippogriff, it was.

�Hem, hem.�

Snape took a sharp breath in through his nose and exhaled slowly. Yes, a nice
large hippogriff with sharpened talons.

�Hem, hem.�

�Yes?� He said, after a moment of inspecting yet another cauldron.

Umbridge smiled benignly.

�May I have a word, Professor Snape?� She asked, her clipboard still pressed
tightly against her hip. Snape pursed his lips.

�Of course, Professor Umbridge.� Snape replied clipped, as he swept towards her,
glaring at any student who would watch him pass.

Dolores Umbridge clucked her tongue.

�You may address me as High Inquisitor, Professor.� She said, her honey sweet
tone making Snape want to forget the hippogriff altogether and rip her apart
limb from limb himself.

Once they were both less than a meter from the students, Umbridge turned to him,
lips arched. �I believe, Professor, that it would be in the interest of the
Ministry if I took a look at your syllabus for the rest of the term.�

Snape stared.

�Excuse me?� He said after a moment. Umbridge smiled spitefully.

�Yes, well, you must understand that the Ministry has me here to observe every
aspect of Hogwart�s Professor�s�ah�background. I would like to see your
syllabus.�

Snape could feel his fingernails slice skin. �I believe that, if you are
interested in my syllabus, you will need to speak with the Headmaster.�

Umbridge clucked her tongue again. �I don�t think that should be necessary.
After all, you do have your own syllabus and I would hate to
bother the Headmaster with such a��

Snape cut her off. �I�m sure you will find, High Inquisitor.� Snape
remarked maliciously. �That only the Headmaster is allowed to view those. So
until you have his approval, I don�t believe we have anymore to discuss.�

With that, he turned his back to her and strode to the front of the class room.

�Harping slag.� He steamed. He could still hear her shuffling around the room
every now and again but he couldn�t bring himself to turn around.

But finally, thankfully, he heard that maddening croak of hers.

�Hem, hem.�

Snape turned slowly.

�You will have the results of your inspection in ten days� time.� With that, the
woman swept out of the room still scribbling away at her clip board.

Snape bit the inside of his lip viciously. �Time is up. Bottle your solutions
and bring them to my desk.� He bit out.

Snape turned and advanced on his desk menacingly. It wasn�t until he had sat
down safely behind it did he try to pry his fingers from curling. Bloody
half-moons stood out from his palms where his fingernails had dug.

Snape grimaced, taking no notice as students came one at a time to place their
bottles on the corner of his desk for grading. In fact, he took so little notice
of anything aside from his boiling anger that he didn�t notice one lone student
standing in front of his desk until the entire classroom had emptied and he
spoke aloud.

�Stupid cow.� Snape muttered darkly.

�Yes, she is.�

Snape jerked his head up, eyes narrowing into slits. �Ten points for Gryffindor,
Potter. You may not speak of a professor that way.�

Harry said nothing.

�Well, what is it, Potter? I don�t have all day.� Snape questioned after a short
silence.

The boy sighed and pulled a letter from his bag. �Padfoot asked me to deliver
this to you.�

He said simply, setting the letter onto his desk before turning rigidly and
hurrying out the class.

Snape uttered a curse. Sometimes he forgot his lover was that damnable boy�s
godfather�

Tearing open the letter somewhat dramatically, Snape scanned it�s contents
quickly. Slowly, a wicked smirk crossed his face.

Pulling out his best quill, Snape jotted down one single line that read: I
would love a personal, hands on, inspection.

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