Disclaimer: We know how it goes. If I owned Rowling's world we'd be in ocean deep trouble. Only Wren suffers from me, for she is mine.
Right...3rd chapter in one day...WOOT! Enjoy, my dears, enjoy.
"What do I say when it's all over?
Sorry seems to be the hardest word."
Blue, -Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word
Somehow, Wren had managed to find the owlery again after waking up in the Room of Requirement. She still felt saddened that Severus had been so rude, but she was over it for the most part.
Moving to the large window in the owlery, she stared out at the forbidden forest, watching little birds flying back to roost in their favorite trees, and deer cautiously coming out to steal nibbles from the vegetable patch. An owl hooted loudly overhead, and Wren turned to watch a large eagle-owl fly off into the growing darkness. More followed it, and Wren found herself wishing them all safe trips.
As the last one flew out, she heard the door to the owlery close quietly. She turned around, and came face to face with Severus.
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"Thought you might be up here." He said quietly, moving to look out of the window with her. He stared off into the distance, frowning. What to say…what if I just make it worse? He sighed, and turned back to Wren. Looking closer at her, he saw her eyes were slightly red, and she wouldn't look directly at him. Shit…I made her cry too?
He looked away from her, down at the floor. "Listen, I'm sorry about earlier. I left to go return books…I should have asked you to come with me, and then at lunch I overreacted." He paused, and glanced up at Wren cautiously. "Overreacted completely…you were only trying to help, and I exploded. Then yesterday at the Quidditch pitch, I used you to get back at Black. And I'm really really sorry Wren." He looked at her hopefully, waiting. What if she's still mad at me? I'll be all alone this year, just like the others…I want her to be my friend…
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He's apologizing… Wren couldn't help but be surprised at him. He was looking at her like he was afraid she'd hit him. He'd sorta deserve it if I did… She thought.
Severus spoke again, "Would you forgive this slimy grease ball of a git?" He asked quietly, choosing to use James' favorite catcall for him.
Wren smiled and then laughed, "Yeah. I will." She grinned again at the obvious relief her answer caused Severus.
An owl hooted in the night again, and Wren turned to see an owl flying towards the owlery. It had a parcel in it's beak, and dropped it into Wren's surprised arms. Pulling off the letter, she read it through quickly while Severus allowed the owl to perch on his shoulder.
Wren looked from the parcel to the letter, and then to Severus. "You're going to want to read this." She said, grinning, and tossed the parcel to him; the owl flew off with another hoot, back into the night.
Any guesses as to what's in the parcel? I'll give you a hint. We've seen the object and the person who sent it briefly before, and I'd also like to randomly note here that Wren has a little brother with a curiosity large enough to kill a tiger.
