Therealsnape

Oh, my hair got mentioned in a post! How darling! And thank you for the "spectacular" and "long" adjectives. (: I believe it was something like 50 hairpins... Yes, Feather is quite the trooper.

(I might say, on my own behalf, that I did not yelp. (; I can't speak for Feather's anxiety levels, however.)

I keep thinking that there needs to be more widespread awareness of hair-sticks. For instance, I can put my hair up in a high, tight, stern-looking bun with one stick in under 30 seconds...and it can be undone in under 5 by someone merely pulling out the stick. A pencil does the trick easily enough! Or two sticks can be used, for some lovely symmetry. Minerva and her lovers should be informed of such things (though I prefer the thought of a binding spell; I should look into that myself).

Lovely art rec! And onto the ficlet. *Rubs hands together excitedly.*


“Hufflepuff had that wonderful seeker – the Abbots girl, what was her name again, and …”
*Grins.* Yes, I do love Rolanda's detail-oriented mind. And Poppy the matron, of course, would always have the Bigger Picture in mind.

“Never mind the book,” Rolanda interrupts.
Ahhah! So Rolanda has been ensnared! (Also, love the reference to those books. Throbbing Members indeed.) (I also enjoyed that Rolanda turned it from 'blushing maidens about to be ravished...' to 'you said you wanted to be ravished...' Very clever, Rolanda.)

There’s only so much virginal blushing I can do.
*Snerk.* Such an excellent line. And yes, practical of Severus to realise that ripping underthings isn't nearly as easy as it's made to look (unless one doesn't intend to rip the underthings--like, while putting them on--and then they can rip whenever they so choose).

“Because…” Poppy starts, touching her own bun. “No, it’s Minerva’s story. Go on. Poor Severus.”
Ahahahahahha. As a long-haired person, I am giggling my tips off (no typo).

The pins flew out at once, straight at his body. All fifty-one of them.
That number seemed familiar. "Believe it was something like 50 hairpins," I said, and so my eyebrows rose at 51. I checked my archive, lo and behold, Feather's nimble fingers removed 51 pins from my hair! Oh, Oso-Real-Snape, you have no idea how overjoyed I am to be included in a ficlet of yours in such a way. I think my heart is fair overflowing. Thank you! Additionally: Poor Severus! So relieved my pins didn't go pecking at Feather... Poor Minerva, too; that must have been a tug.

Severus, on the other hand, was most vociferous. And quite unjust. He had no business calling me cruel, or wicked, or a one-woman death trap.
Ahahaha! Glad to hear Minerva wasn't harmed - or doesn't recall feeling harmed - so once more teeheehee. And upon learning that Minerva's failed bets bit back, Severus vowed never to wager with her again...well, until the next time Slytherin was up to Quaffle, which would be all too soon.

“He made me promise never to use hairpins again, that’s what.”
Intelligent man - learning from his mistakes, I mean.

“No, but you wanted the story of The Simple Binding Spell. That’s it. Story told. Refill, please.”
*Grins.* Fantastic ending to a wonderfully hilarious - and all too accurate - story. Beautiful! Thank you for sharing!