Chapter 36: Baseless Accusations
My Thanks To All My Readers And Reviewers...Enjoy-S.S.
{"Suzie steamboat, you're so fine...Grant the wish I wish tonight...Tinker tailor, whatcha' got?...Wheels on the bus are falling off...Pretty maids all in a row...Yes, sir, yes, sir three bags full...Silver spoon at supper time...Four and twenty blackbirds, oh, so high...Oh, it must be nice...To spend each day in paradise...You wonder why you've ever failed...Your life's a goddamn fairy tale...Your life's a goddamn fairy tale..."}Must Be Nice,Nickelback
The Burrows, The Potter Residence, Wizarding World...
The witches and wizards gathered had been restless as they struggled to come to an agreement on how to deal with the growing threat of The Serpent Brothers Of Destruction. Regulus had insisted that this Arcturus, was not one to take lightly but Ron pointed out that he was merely "a Snape fanatic throwing a tantrum."
"Listen Snape Junior, I already lived through two wizarding wars while you were safely tucked away in the states." said Ron narrowing his blue eyes at the taller wizard.
"The only reason you lived at all is because my father did all the heavy lifting." replied Regulus glaring rather coldly back at the red head wizard. "None of you would have lasted two minutes without my old man."
"So what you think you could have done any better?" asked Ron not letting up. "The more I think about it..the more I'm convinced at how strange it is that you show up around the same time one of us gets attacked."
"What the fuck are you trying to insinuate Weasel?" asked Regulus balling his fists.
"I think you know Snape." replied Ron ignoring the nickname given to him by Draco Malfoy coming from the son of his most hated Professor.
"Hey stop this isn't getting us anywhere." said Harry attempting to quell the in fighting.
"Ron what's gotten into you?" asked Hermione seemingly disgusted by her so called husband's antics.
"Yeah Ron, Reg is just trying to help...it's more than what you've done in the past few weeks." added Ginny.
Ron Weasley rolled his eyes.
"I can't believe any of you trust this fucking Yank." he said annoyed. "This is Snape's son we are talking about...none of you find it the least bit suspicious that he shows up right when the attacks begin and their apparently in defense of his dead git father..."
Before anyone could react, Regulus threw a punch landing square in Ron's jaw and knocking him to the floor. The red head wizard looked up at him touching his bloodied lip.
"See." he said with his eyes growing wide. "He's every bit as violent as Arcturus...how do you know it isn't him that's been blowing up all these buildings?"
"Fuck you Weasley." replied Regulus. "If I wanted to beat the shit out of someone for talking smack about my old man I wouldn't need to hide behind a mask to do it!"
"Stop both of you!" shouted Harry as if anyone of them gave any consideration to his opinion. "This isn't helping!"
Regulus turned his attention to the green eyed wizard.
"Fuck you geek boy." he hissed. "What makes you think I give a damn about your opinion?"
"Regulus." said Hermione getting the embittered wizard's attention.
"Look I'll be around when you all get your heads out of Weasel's ass, I got better things to do." said the raven haired wizard.
He made his way toward the front door and out into the open field. Hermione looked at the downed Ron whom had wanted sympathy from her and had gotten more grief.
"Thanks a lot Ron." she said. "Anything more you can do to turn Regulus against us will be greatly appreciated."
"I wasn't trying to..." began Ron in a bid to defend himself.
"Save it." hissed an angry Hermione. "I put up with a lot of immature selfishness from you Ronald Weasley, but this is getting to be too much...our children's lives are in jeopardy and all you can think about is your fragile little male ego."
"Mione..." tried Ron once more before he lost his temper again. "I didn't like the way that bloke was looking at you."
"Big surprise." piped Ginny rolling her eyes.
Harry did his best to remain out of this not wishing to incur the wrath of the two witches. He had kept his suspicions that perhaps Ron had been right about Regulus' assistance being a bit too convenient in the wake of the attacks.
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
The Brothel, Knockturn Alley, Wizarding World...
Regulus had gotten his usual room with Ron Weasley's favorite whore. The obnoxious little bastard had gotten on his last nerve and if he couldn't have Hermione in the way he wished to teach the red head moron a lesson he was damn sure going to use his favored whore.
The hours seemed to pass all too quickly as a sweat blasted Regulus Snape found himself breathing rapidly and staring up at the ceiling. He reached for the bottle of firewhiskey only to find that it had been empty and threw the bottle against the nearby wall.
The force of the shattered glass had jolted the sleeping whore Lucy from her well earned slumber.
The sweaty wizard sat up and began fishing about the room for his trousers and shoes.
"Leaving so soon?" asked Lucy staring rather hungrily at him.
Regulus rolled his eyes.
"Out of booze." he replied in an emotionless tone.
He shuffled into his shirt and made for the door leaving the wanton whore lying in bed.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Knockturn Alley, Wizarding World...
Hermione had been fed up with Ron's antics and left to clear her head. She had not noticed her need to get as far away from her husband as she possibly could lead her to the one place she knew Regulus would be.
The raven haired wizard came rounding the corner and found himself face to face with a rather concerned Hermione Granger.
"What are you doing here?" he asked stumbling a bit despite his grip on vocabulary.
"I had to make sure you were alright." said Hermione quickly.
"As you can see gorgeous, I'm doing just fine." replied Regulus opening his arms to demonstrate how alright he had been.
"You're drunk." said Hermione observing him.
"Buzzed more the like." he replied. "I'm on my way to get drunk if that's what you were worried about."
"Leaving the brothel so soon?" asked Hermione narrowing her eyes at him.
"Not all of us are married...how else was I gonna get a no-strings-attached-fuck?" countered The slightly buzzed wizard.
"Regulus this area is crawling with S.B.D." said Hermione.
"All the more reason for you to go back to Freckles and the kids." he said showing a bit of concern despite his inebriated status. "It wouldn't do for you to suddenly get attacked while in my company."
Hermione noted how much Regulus sounded like his Potions Professor father in that instant.
"I don't believe you're apart of them you know." she said. "Ron was just grasping at straws because he was jealous of you."
"Obviously." replied Regulus rolling his eyes.
Hermione did her best to stifle a giggle.
"What?" asked Regulus arching his brow as a serious expression filed across his pale face.
"You look like your father." replied Hermione. "Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference."
"In that case..." said Regulus narrowing his obsidian eyes and glaring at Hermione. "Miss Granger I suggest you make your hasty retreat back to your home before you place yourself in more needless danger."
Hermione couldn't help but laugh this time.
"You'd better stop that before you give some poor sod a heart attack." she said amused.
Regulus couldn't help but smile at her.
"To be serious, Hermione...I'll be fine...I just needed to blow off a little steam." he said. "If you still want my help against the bathrobe squad I'll be there."
The amber eyed witch seemed relieved.
"Thank you, Regulus." she said. "I know it's not easy to work with us given how you feel about Harry and Ron."
"You and Red have nothing to do with how stupid they are." he said. "Besides, I kind of like making Freckles realize how smokin' hot his wife is."
Hermione's cheeks turned red.
"Be careful out here." she said.
"Will do." replied Regulus. "And just to put your mind at ease, I was on my way to Malfoy Manor."
"Good." said the witch with a serious expression on her face. "The Malfoys may have their faults but they loved your father like he was one of their own and I have every confidence that they'd love you too."
"They already do it seems." replied Regulus. "Catch you some other time Beautiful."
Hermione shook her head, she would have to find some way to deal with all these strange new compliments.
She had been gone the instant the sound of thunder crackled where she once stood leaving the son of Severus Snape behind.
Regulus sighed more calm than before since her little visit.
"Still fuckin' hot." he muttered before turning his attention to getting his hands on more firewhiskey.