[ WP ] It 's a normal day . As you 're walking , you feel dizzy . Before you pass out , you hear someome ask `` Is that a sn- ''

I *knew* it had been a mistake, but I had been too stubborn. I could n't bring myself to waste all the time and effort that had gone into sewing my black robes, learning to put on makeup, and making my own wand. I'd even spent the last several months growing out my hair; I was *not* going to let a little thing like a heat wave keep me from wearing my best costume ever. 
 
 I should've at least parked closer to the convention center. But twenty bucks for parking? Screw that! Noooo, I figured I'd be smart and park in the free lot, then walk to the hall. It was only a mile; how hard could it be? 
 
 And now it was in sight. Soon, I would feel the cooling wash of air conditioning, would hear the adulation of all the other fans as the witnessed my perfect handiwork. So what if the world was swimming before my eyes, and there was a strange ringing in my ears? I was almost inside; I could *do* this! 
 
 After all, the man I was dressed as wouldn't- *hadn't* given up so easily. For the sake of authentic cosplay, neither would I! 
 
 With a final burst of effort, I sprinted the last hundred yards to the convention center and flung open the doors. I sagged in relief as cold air hit my skin. I stood in the doorway for another few seconds, then started for the lemonade stand. A cold drink was just what I nee- 
 
 My legs buckled, and the floor rushed towards me. I felt a vague sense of disappointment as the world went dark around me, although I must admit, it *was* a very soft carpet. 
 
 `` Hey, look!'' The adult male voice came from over my head, laced with curiosity and professional concern. `` Is that a Snape?'' 
 
 `` Yeah, you get'em sometimes,'' a bored voice replied. `` Come on, let's get somewhere cool and dark. Snapes thrive in places like that.''
