Word Count: exactly 100

Challenge: Traitor to the Light

Disclaimer: No money made, JKR owns it all.

A/N: I will continue this fic despite HBP.

Title: A Child Waits

Snape was simultaneously exasperated and intrigued; the child saw shifting of moods. He thought such a skill would be valuable for the war, but the logistics would require intense coordination by Hermione and Snape did not want to make contact before he deserted.

"I will not hurt you, but you have detained me and I am an impatient man," he spoke soothingly with detachment. "What is jyoti and bhaya?"

Two tiny hands stretched forward from under the crate. The fingers illuminated by sunshine wiggled. "Jyoti!" the small voice squealed. The hand covered in shadow waved. "Bhaya, sahib," whispered the voice.