Two scenes for most everyone Redux--My version

[Ceridwen]

No: HPFGUIDX 144141

La Gatta:
> > Seriously, how about something like this for at least getting the 
> > dialog between Snape and Harry rolling:
> 
> <snip>

Leslie41:
> I liked your idea about the bedside thing, but I did think it 
wasn't 
> entirely in character.  So I borrowed it.  
> 
> Remember imitation is the sincerest form of flattery!

Ceridwen:
That was funny!  Can I play?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom stood shoulder to shoulder on the 
crest of the rise.  One lone figure made its way through the smoking 
ruins of what had become their battlefield.  The two young wizards 
braced themselves.  They had faced their worst enemies, this should 
be easy.

The figure drew closer.  The pallid features of Severus Snape became 
distinct.

"What do you want?"  he snarled up at them.

"We just want you to know that we really didn't like your classes.  
We didn't appreciate getting yelled at in front of everybody, and 
embarrassed.  We didn't like having detentions when the Slytherins 
got away with worse.  And, the time you tried to poison Neville's 
toad..."

"I had no intentions of poisoning the toad.  And if you'll recall, 
Mr. Longbottom was successful in his next attempt to brew that 
particular potion."

"He's right, Harry,"  Neville said.

"All right.  Forget about the toad.  Still, you were unfair and 
unkind, and we didn't deserve it.  You're nothing but a greasy git 
and you deserve everything you've gotten."

"Is that it?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"Potter, I spent nearly a year in hiding.  During that time, I hid 
amongst Muggles.  I found an interesting thing called the Internet.  
Have you heard of it?"

Harry looked at Snape suspiciously.  "Yeah."

"On that Internet, I found some fascinating reading.  Fan fiction.  
And it has shown me things about myself that I can honestly say that 
I am ashamed of."

Harry and Neville exchanged glances.  "All right.  What are you 
ashamed of?"

Snape fixed Harry with a harsh stare.  "Potter, I am your father."

"Noooooooo!"