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“Severus... what... what happened to you?” Albus Dumbledore asked. His Phoenix Fawkes took one look at the potions master and fell off its perch and the various portraits of the previous headmasters sniggered in amusement.
“I didn’t sleep at all Headmaster.” Severus said. “Surely eye bags are a common sight... You usually have one after all.”
“Have you... looked in the mirror?” Albus asked as his beard twitched in amusement, his eyes sparkling at full blast.
The Potions Master narrowed his eyes and waved his wand, conjuring a full length mirror.
“AHHHCKK!!!” Severus gasped as he saw his lovely greasy hair turned into an abomination. “My hair!” The Potions Master patted his head and felt the strange soft sensation on his hands.
“I did not know you had fondness for the eighties.” Albus said. “The afro hairstyle is very becoming of you... What happened?”
The Potions master scowled as he gave the headmaster as nasty glare. “I usually brew my own hair potion... it appears I may have mixed the ingredients in my last batch... but that is unlikely. The devil twins may have some part in this.”
“Come now Severus, we must not blame Fred and George for every mishap. We all make mistakes.” Albus said as he grinned at his potions master. “Will you be able to fix your hair?”
Severus waved his wand and his scowl deepened. “The hair potion I use has some magical resistant properties... I have experienced several pranks on my hair and have decided to rectify it with the hair potion. It appears the bad batch I made has the same magic resistant properties.”
Albus Dumbledore coughed in amusement. “Shave your head then.”
“TWEEEET... Tweeeeeet.... tweeeeet”
“Very Funny Headmaster... and shut that bloody bird up before I decide to harvest him for my potions.” Severus snapped, losing his patience.
It was one thing to have the Headmaster laugh at his predicament, but the phoenix lying on the floor from laughing too hard was too much to bear. He waved his wand and conjured a hat and placed it on his head. “I’ll be back later” the Potions Master said and headed out the door.
It was the first time Severus Snape wore a hat and it completely looked ridiculous on him. Albus Dumbledore finally let out the laugh that he was holding and fell to the floor laughing beside his phoenix.
The Thief of Hogwarts, Chapter 4
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