He glanced up at Draco and scowled. Undaunted by the box's cruelty, Snape merely glared at it. He wasn't going to let this stupid thing beat him. He was going to be successful and get at least one useful item out of it.
He hovered his hands overtop of the box, planning his route of attack, before reaching in once more, this time going for the deepest corner of the box.
This time?
A handful of shirts and hats and socks, all in red and gold, some with little lions embroidered on them. "Gryffindor," he muttered savagely under his breath before throwing the items down in disgust. "This is preposterous."
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Date: 2011-12-12 05:11 pm (UTC)He hovered his hands overtop of the box, planning his route of attack, before reaching in once more, this time going for the deepest corner of the box.
This time?
A handful of shirts and hats and socks, all in red and gold, some with little lions embroidered on them. "Gryffindor," he muttered savagely under his breath before throwing the items down in disgust. "This is preposterous."