A/N: Just a short little chapter that needs to be written. I got three reviews asking me why the heck I was taking so long. I guess that means it's time to post.
Thank you Rachel Granger, Min, Redhawk, Coqui, AngelicPyro, Princess of Insanity, sinead, ~*Black Dreamz*~, moira, Mordred, Essence, UserFriendly, Random Thought, Artema, Mortalus, Gwen, Pepperjack Candy, fleur---@, Sophie B., Goddess, Annclaire, and Jivanna.
As if I'd really kill Lucius in this fic! ^_^
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Ouch. That's going to leave a mark. I lay still for a moment, hoping against all hope and common sense that Snape and whoever didn't hear that. The door swung open and I was dragged out of the closet by the back of my robes. "You!" Snape growled.
"Let him go, Severus," Remus said quietly.
"But-"
"Let him go." Snape looked from me to Remus and bit his lip in frustration. He dropped me unceremoniously to the floor.
"Get out, Potter."
"What is going On?" I demanded, rising to my feet.
"Nothing that concerns you," Snape said coldly.
"But I heard-"
"You heard what?" he snapped. Oh, damn. Why does he have to be such an asshole? I bit my lip. Don't cry. Lately all I seem to want to do is cry. It's like I'm three again.
"Harry?" I looked at Remus. "Go back to Gryffindor tower." His remark was accompanied by a challenging glance at Snape, who merely nodded. I stumbled out of the room, trying to comprehend this latest turn of events, shutting the door behind me. I crouched by the keyhole. Never let it be said that I wasn't a persistent little bugger.
"You're letting your feelings for him get in the way!"
"I know, Severus."
"Do you? You certainly don't act like it."
"Give me time. I need time to adjust to...things."
"With Potter sneaking around in closets, we don't have time. He may not be particularly bright, but he can add one and one together."
"You mean two and two."
"No. He'd get lost on that one."
"He's smarter than you think."
"All the more reason for you to get your act together."
"Can't we just tell him? I bet he'd be useful."
"Useful? In or out of the bedroom, Lu-pin?"
"That was unnecessary."
"He's the reason you're here in the first place."
"I'm the reason I'm here in the first place."
Useful? Me? And what's with that bedroom reference? It made me horribly uncomfortable that Snape would even refer to me in anything remotely resembling a sexual sense. There are some pains that I should be spared. Does Remus know what's going on? The one thing I'm sure of is this: that man was not Remus Lupin.
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More soon, dears, but I'm busy trying to figure out the complexities of the Calvin cycle. I'll try to have more of something up soon. Meanwhile, review!
Love,
J. Silver
Thank you Rachel Granger, Min, Redhawk, Coqui, AngelicPyro, Princess of Insanity, sinead, ~*Black Dreamz*~, moira, Mordred, Essence, UserFriendly, Random Thought, Artema, Mortalus, Gwen, Pepperjack Candy, fleur---@, Sophie B., Goddess, Annclaire, and Jivanna.
As if I'd really kill Lucius in this fic! ^_^
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Ouch. That's going to leave a mark. I lay still for a moment, hoping against all hope and common sense that Snape and whoever didn't hear that. The door swung open and I was dragged out of the closet by the back of my robes. "You!" Snape growled.
"Let him go, Severus," Remus said quietly.
"But-"
"Let him go." Snape looked from me to Remus and bit his lip in frustration. He dropped me unceremoniously to the floor.
"Get out, Potter."
"What is going On?" I demanded, rising to my feet.
"Nothing that concerns you," Snape said coldly.
"But I heard-"
"You heard what?" he snapped. Oh, damn. Why does he have to be such an asshole? I bit my lip. Don't cry. Lately all I seem to want to do is cry. It's like I'm three again.
"Harry?" I looked at Remus. "Go back to Gryffindor tower." His remark was accompanied by a challenging glance at Snape, who merely nodded. I stumbled out of the room, trying to comprehend this latest turn of events, shutting the door behind me. I crouched by the keyhole. Never let it be said that I wasn't a persistent little bugger.
"You're letting your feelings for him get in the way!"
"I know, Severus."
"Do you? You certainly don't act like it."
"Give me time. I need time to adjust to...things."
"With Potter sneaking around in closets, we don't have time. He may not be particularly bright, but he can add one and one together."
"You mean two and two."
"No. He'd get lost on that one."
"He's smarter than you think."
"All the more reason for you to get your act together."
"Can't we just tell him? I bet he'd be useful."
"Useful? In or out of the bedroom, Lu-pin?"
"That was unnecessary."
"He's the reason you're here in the first place."
"I'm the reason I'm here in the first place."
Useful? Me? And what's with that bedroom reference? It made me horribly uncomfortable that Snape would even refer to me in anything remotely resembling a sexual sense. There are some pains that I should be spared. Does Remus know what's going on? The one thing I'm sure of is this: that man was not Remus Lupin.
***
More soon, dears, but I'm busy trying to figure out the complexities of the Calvin cycle. I'll try to have more of something up soon. Meanwhile, review!
Love,
J. Silver
