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"Messers Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs offer their compliments to Professor Snape and..."
"Go on," Snape ordered.
Harry gulped as the words changed in script: and request that he not use his sensual voice when I can't jump his bones.
Kill me now, he thought.
"...and request that he keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business," Harry said instead because there were some things one could not just say to their Potions professor.
Later, when he found out exactly who the mapmakers were, he was even more determined to never ever find out whose handwriting that was.