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Snape's Inner Struggle
Some might say that Professor Snape was officially the worst teacher that they ever had, even when he was teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. Especially Gryffindors. Snape was the head of the Slytherin house and he (for some obscure reason) hated Gryffindors. To be more specific, he hated Harry Potter and his friends.
There was only one other person that he hated as much (maybe a little less than) as Harry Potter and his friends. The person of whom I'm referring to, of course, is Luna Lovegood. Why would anyone like her? She probably drove Hagrid and Professor Sprout insane with her talk about Nargles, Crumple Horned Snorkacks, and such. Who could stand it?
So, as you can geuss, when Luna skipped into his Defense Against the Dark Arts class on the first day, he sighed loudly. Everyone sat down and he started talking about the class objectives. When he was done, he asked, sneering, if there were any questions.
Luna raised her hands and he looked around for another minute before glaring at her, irked, and slowly asking, "Yes, Lovegood?" He spit the last word out.
She seemed unconcerned about this, instead easily answering his question dreamily, "Won't we be learning about how to avoid Bi-horn Gruunges?"
He inwardly struggled not to strangle her, he angrily spat, "What?"
"Bi-horn Gruunges. They're quite deadly, you know. If you meet one, you're a gonner. Of course, there are certain signs that they're in an area. Are you going to be teaching how to avoid them?" She dreamily twirled a strand of her blonde hair.
Shaking with rage, Snape practically yelled, "There's no such thing as a Bi-horn Gruunge! Ten points from Ravenclaw!" All of the Ravenclaws groaned and glared at her, but she just looked at Snape, an unreadable look on her face.