Lost is Found
By Bambu
Disclaimer and Author's Notes: Only the order of the words is mine, all the characters and this universe belong to JKR and her assignees. Written for Ferporcel at HP Con Envy's Live Journal celebration.
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Severus was napping when he heard the Revealing Spell. It was a woman's voice. "How did you find me?" he demanded. "Get out of my house!"
Holding a yellowed parchment in one hand and a wand in the other, a young woman with a truly wild head of hair stepped through the off-plumb doorway. "But, sir—"
"At once!" he thundered, gratified when she flinched.
"All right." She glanced at the parchment in her hand, where the word condemned was printed in large red letters and practically screamed for attention, and then dropped it to the dusty floor. "I'm Hermione Granger, sir. I was one of your students."
"I don't care if you were the bloody Virgin Mary." He snarled the words as she stepped closer. "What the devil do you think you're doing?" he asked heatedly. "I said get out!"
Ignoring him, Hermione cast a nonverbal spell. An instant later, a jet of blue light engulfed Severus.
He squirmed, but was confined to his chair; his voice was as frigid as the polar ice caps. "Leave. Now."
Primly, Hermione eyed the dilapidated splendor of his bedroom, and then, tucking her wand in her hair, she reached past him with both hands. "Certainly, sir, but you're coming with me."
He spluttered with inarticulate rage as, with one swift tug, the young woman pulled his portrait from the wall, tucked it under her arm, and spun on her heel.
The crack of Disapparation dislodged two decades' worth of dust and cobwebs from the walls of his long-abandoned home at Spinner's End.
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1/2012