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Snape snarled as the food tray slid into his cell. He opened the lid to once again reveal two biscuits smothered in gravy. Frustrated, he slammed the tray shut and sighed. After three days of eating virtually nothing, he was starting to get hungry. For a moment he considered trying to eat the biscuits, but then he remembered how stale and crusty they'd been his first day. What he wouldn't give for a decent meal.

"Mr. Snape!"

He sighed and braced himself for the inevitable freezing. Sure enough, his muscles stiffened as the guest entered. When the door shut, he felt them loosen. "Hello Severus," she began.

"Hello Hermione," he replied, somewhat glad to see her. "Did you discover anything that could help me?"

She shook her head but then smiled. "I managed to sneak something in though."

He raised his eyebrow as she pulled something out of her robes. When he saw what it was, he began to salivate like one of Pavlov's dogs. "How, how did you manage to sneak a blueberry muffin past the detectors?" he asked.

She sighed. "I invented a few powerful concealment charms."

He took the muffin from her. "Really?" he asked as he took it. "I'm surprised I didn't read about them in the journals. They could've helped the Order conceal themselves when they were hunting Death Eaters."

"Why do you think I invented them?" she asked as he took a bite of the muffin.

He watched the light die from her eyes before she averted them to the ground. With a gulp, he swallowed his bite. "I didn't know. I guess I just assumed that you just went straight to law school."

"I wanted to do research for the ministry," Hermione replied.

"Just couldn't separate the Golden Trio," he replied before he took another bite.

"I, this really isn't an appropriate conversation between client and attorney," she replied.

Snape swallowed and nodded. "You're right. We have more pressing issues."

"Yes," Hermione replied as her eyes lit up again. "We have some very important things to do today."

"What things?" he asked before taking another bite.

Hermione stared at the muffin for a second. "I didn't know you were so hungry."

He nodded his head. "I've only eaten a piece of pizza, if that's what you want to call it, since the day before yesterday. I'd swear that it was just a piece of paper smothered in grease."

She chuckled a little. Snape looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Hermione smiled. "I'm sorry, it was just amusing."

He shrugged as he finished the muffin. "I should've bought you another one," she mused as he was chewing.

"It's fine," he answered after swallowing. "It's adequate."

"Do you have any favorite flavors of muffins, or any other food? I mean I can't smuggle in a whole banquet, but I'll bring what I can."

He thought for a moment and drawled, "I'd like a BLT."

She stared at him in shock. "Have you never heard of one?" he asked.

"No," she replied. "I just, I never imagined you eating or enjoying them."

"Why not?" he asked.

"I just," she began and shook her head. "I never gave much thought to it. Anything else?"

"I like blackberry muffins, but blueberries are okay. I usually just have an apple or an orange though."

"Okay, I'll bring you a sandwich or something for lunch or dinner then."

"You don't plan to become my personal catering service, do you? He asked with a smirk.

She shook her head. "I just don't like the idea of anyone eating paper."

Severus' lips curled into a half-smile, but they uncurled as soon as she noticed. "Now," she began. "The prosecution is requesting a formal statement."

"Why? I'm not taking the stand!" Snape argued.

"Well Severus the prosecution still needs a statement since it's your trial. It won't exactly look like your innocent if you refuse to talk, even when you have representation," Hermione replied as she frowned.

Severus sighed. "Fine. When are we doing this?"

She gave him a sheepish smile, "As soon as we're done here."

"What?" he yelled.

"Look, I need to go back to Philadelphia to collect some things, and I'd prefer to do it in an afternoon. Also, the sooner we get a statement, the sooner we can work on things like keeping this trial in the US… and bail."

"Bail?" Snape asked as his eyes grew wide with interest.

She nodded. "I don't know how it will work, but I think that there's a good chance you could make bail if you cooperate."

He sighed. "Okay. Is there anything else I'll need to do?"

"We'll see when the DA arrives," she replied.

He nodded. "It might be nice to get out of this cell," he mused. "I never thought I'd ever want to leave a place as badly as I do this one."

"I'd imagine," she replied.

He sighed. "Well, there's no use in stalling I suppose. Anytime you're ready to leave, I'll follow, but, do we have to use the cuffs?"

She shook her head. "I can call Perpetua and we'll just draw our wands out, if that will make you more comfortable."

"Thank you," he answered before silence engulfed the room.

"Do you feel ready?" Hermione finally asked.

He deepened his frown, which only served to accentuate the sorrow in his eyes. "I've spent most of my life defending myself. It shouldn't be difficult to do it one more time.

"You never should've had to," Hermione answered.

"Says the person being paid five hundred dollars an hour to have faith in me."