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Severus Snape backed up against the dark alleyway, searching for an escape. He let out a groan of desperation as he saw the dark, indistinguishable creature get closer. Inferius or ghost? he thought to himself, Inferius or ghost? He squinted into the darkness at the shape again, and called out, "Excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?" The creature came closer to him and he noticed it was solid. That blasted Potter, he thought, why is his opinion more useful than mine right now? He shot a small flame out of his wand to repel the inferius and went on his way, making a note to listen more closely to Potter in the future.
