The Journal of Sara Snape (Not finished so check daily please)
written by Andromeda Malfoy
For those of you who have read my other book, The Tale of Sara Snape, this is Sara’s diary! Uh, I mean “journal”. She hates it when someone calls it her diary. Have fun reading from her perspective! (Don’t read if u don’t like love stories lol)
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
28
Reads
685
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter 26
Ok, so I see what Sara’s doing.
She’s trying to make a book in this journal.. thing.
An idea almost as beautiful as her.
Sara is a completely different person as a Seeker. She’s very competitive and cold except to her teammates. She’s more vigilant and pays more attention. She’s a good sport, as always.
Of course, with her, we won. She cheered loudly after shaking hands with the Ravenclaws. I ran up to her and kissed her passionately, the Slytherin team whistling and clapping. When I pulled away for air, she was smiling happier than I had ever seen her. “Group hug!” One of the team members shouted, and Sara’s eyes widened as the group all closed in for a hug, her trying to escape. I dragged her out. “You just saved my life. How can I ever repay you?” She asked jokingly. “No thanks needed, ma’am.” I answered, smirking. “Well, there surely must be a way to repay my hero.” Her eyes fluttered. “Perhaps a kiss?”
“Alright.” I said, and she kissed me again hungrily.
Afterwards, the Slytherins went to Three Broomsticks to celebrate.
She’s trying to make a book in this journal.. thing.
An idea almost as beautiful as her.
Sara is a completely different person as a Seeker. She’s very competitive and cold except to her teammates. She’s more vigilant and pays more attention. She’s a good sport, as always.
Of course, with her, we won. She cheered loudly after shaking hands with the Ravenclaws. I ran up to her and kissed her passionately, the Slytherin team whistling and clapping. When I pulled away for air, she was smiling happier than I had ever seen her. “Group hug!” One of the team members shouted, and Sara’s eyes widened as the group all closed in for a hug, her trying to escape. I dragged her out. “You just saved my life. How can I ever repay you?” She asked jokingly. “No thanks needed, ma’am.” I answered, smirking. “Well, there surely must be a way to repay my hero.” Her eyes fluttered. “Perhaps a kiss?”
“Alright.” I said, and she kissed me again hungrily.
Afterwards, the Slytherins went to Three Broomsticks to celebrate.
