Chapter: A dreadful acquaintance

Huhu! I'm glad you found your way to my FF ^^ here is a little story from me (also known as Tum) that I don't want to withhold from you.

A terrible acquaintance

A black-haired, handsome man entered the agency. The receptionist looked up. His grumpy expression stood out clearly from those of the others. He shuffled to the counter. (actually he is floating ^^)
"Hello. What can I do for you?" The receptionist chirped happily. The man raised an eyebrow and stared suspiciously at the Hey I'm Maura sign. Maura kept smiling, revealing a solid wall of white teeth behind her pink lipstick.
"What do you think I'm doing here?" He grumbled at her. Her smile died.
"Well, politeness isn't her forte right now, is it?" She said pointedly. She took out a thick folder from under the counter. "Well, in order to find a partner for you, I first need your personal details and other data from you."He sighed but did as he was told." My name is Severus Snape. "He peeked down at the form. He couldn't believe his eyes. She actually wrote in exaggerated ornate script

Cewerus Snaip

Severus gasped for air. "My name is Severus Snape!" He said through clenched teeth. "S-E-V-E-R-U-S S-N-A-P-E !!!"
Maura looked at the paper in disbelief. She blinked a few times, sighed, and then decided that she had misspelled it. She crumpled up the sheet of paper and tossed it in a high arc over her shoulder in the direction of the garbage can, but didn't hit. She took out a new sheet of paper. "How was that again?" She asked bored and Severus angrily dictated his name to her.
"Age?"
"Is that important?"
"Yes."
"31." he lied. She looked at him briefly and examined him thoroughly. Finally she wrote down at least 4 5. He looked at her. Did he really look that old.His hair wasn’t gray, his face wasn’t wrinkled with age, and he still looked strong and strong and not old and sickly. He always felt that he had done well for his age. Now it didn't seem quite so to him anymore.
"Place of residence?"
"Spinner's End."
"Where on earth is that?"
"Is that important now?"
"Nope.", She said without shame and wrote, of course wrong, Spinner`s End. Severus rolled his eyes and wondered what, or rather who, had hired this unqualified woman.
"Job?"
"Teacher." She eyed him as if she couldn't believe that HE, of all people, could be a teacher. "The poor students," she muttered, shaking her head and Severus couldn't believe his ears. Did she criticize him ??? He snorted and shook his head.
"Would you rather have recommended a man or a woman?"
He stared at her in horror. Did he not only look old but also gay ??? She stared back expectantly. She chewed on the pen and Severus noticed that it was all frayed at the end.He composed himself again.
"Woman!" He snapped at her. Maura shrugged and wrote it down without comment.
"Should she be older or younger?"
Severus thought for a moment. “I don't care.” She looked up at the ceiling and thought. When Severus was about to ask if she had fallen asleep, she tilted her head down like a hinged hinge and ticked "older".
“Blonde, brunette, black, gray?” She said the last word with pleasure, and Severus realized she was enjoying it. Apparently she was paid to annoy poor, stressed out single men.
“Blonde!” She checked “gray”. Anger boiled up in him.
“Smoker, non-smoker?” A smile played on her lips.
"No matter." She ticked "non-smoker". Now he couldn't contain it anymore.
"Tell me, do you even care what I'm saying?" He yelled. She looked up. "Non-smokers are better for your health. Then you'll live longer. It's nicer.", she said very matter-of-factly. He looked at her in disbelief. Did she think he was about to drop dead? Why did she care about his health?
"I don't think you have anything to do with my health and well-being, or my lifespan," he hissed softly but terrifyingly. Maura didn't care. She went through her list unmoved.
"Do you have a certain idea of ​​what it should act as, or don't you care?"
Before he could answer, she turned wildly on the paper. Severus could see that the policewoman, maid, saleswoman, zookeeper, butcher, student pilot, and sheep shirt fell victim to her battered pen. And also a brain therapist.
"Do inner or outer values ​​count for you?"
“Of course the inner ones.” She eyed him critically again.
"What?" He snapped at Maura. "What?"
"Well, this time it's hard to say ..." This time his features slipped from his face.He blinked at her, puzzled and astonished.
"You know, the last few times I knew what you were trying to cover up with your lies, but this time I have no idea ..."
This woman drove him crazy! Did she think she knew what he meant? Did she think she knew his thoughts? Did she think she knew him? Either she was very bad at Legilimency or she was just insane. Severus tapped the second. Why had he let McGonagall talk him into such SCRAP?
The last thing she had to do was write her personal opinion about him.

Is unsure
Tends to lie
Easily irritated
Stressed out
Is loneliness not good ...

He closed his eyes. So that he didn't lose his temper and accidentally put his wand somewhere else he took a deep breath. To be on the safe side, he did it a second time. Then he said in a sugar-sweet voice, "You know what? You are now taking this certificate and are now looking for the perfect partner for me and then I will try to be nicer and not" easily irritable "."Without warning, Maura took a camera from under her counter and took a picture of Severus. Severus blinked in horror and dismay. The flash of the camera let him see white spots all over the place and he hissed at Maura," What was that supposed to mean again? "She didn't go into it any further.
"You can't do anything about your inner weaker self anyway. If you are SO by nature, you are powerless," she replied indifferently.
Inner weaker self? Now she had gone too far. With one last fuck-you-stupid paddling-cow look, he spun around and stormed out of the agency.
"I'll send you a message when we've found someone. It could take a while," she called after him.
"Put them somewhere else !!!" he snapped without turning around again.
"Okay. I have your address! Good afternoon, Mr. Snape!"
He pressed his hands to his ears and shook his head desperately. This woman was stupid as a sandwich.Ok ... not even ...