Or why Snape left the Death Eaters. A bit of silliness I hope you will enjoy.
A/N: I'm very sorry about this, but being a teenager in the seventies leaves its scars. In addition to the usual disclaimer above, I must apologise to any artistes mentioned. If you don't know all the songs or bands, I'm sorry, but you had to be there...
"He doesn't like the same music as me," sneered Snape at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore sat impassively and waited until the younger wizard was ready to carry on.
"Oh. It was fine when he wanted me to join. We used to be in his room, playing air guitar to Pink Floyd - singing along at full volume."
Snape then went into duet mode as he re-enacted one memorable evening.
"I don't need no education," sang Snape.
"I don't need no thought control," hissed Snape as Voldemort.
"No dark sarcasm in the classroom," Snape sang back as himself.
"Hey! Teacher! Leave those kids alone," came another hiss from Snape as Voldemort.
Dumbledore looked bemused. This was not what he had been expecting.
Snape paced up and down. "He only pretended to like Floyd. I never knew he was into the Bay City Rollers. What a prat! He was even serenading the Dementors with 'Save Your Kisses For Me' by Brotherhood of Man. I mean, how can I remain with a man like that?" Snape shuddered as he relived the memory. "Mud! He would do that silly dance. Then he would start singing Sweet continuously. 'Little Willy', 'Wig Wam Bam' and that classic - 'Fox on the Run'. I couldn't take him seriously after that. I need out - and I need it now!"
Dumbledore knew what he had to do. He pushed an album over to Snape. "Led Zeppelin. 'Presence.' Enjoy."
Snape looked at Dumbledore in amazement. "You have this?" he asked in wonderment. "You have this." He caressed the cover before hugging it to his chest.
"If you want a job, I do have an opening for a Potions master," said Dumbledore, before adding, "That 'dark sarcasm in the classroom' - could go down a treat. Work on it."
A/N: Thank you Sinaz for giving this the once over.