Allosia dabbed at the eggs with her toast and took another bite. She
smiled when she saw Snape in the doorway, and watched him with interest as
he made his way slowly, even gingerly, to the teachers' table.
She marveled at how practiced he was, gazing over the students with his typical hostility stopping here and there to chasten or harass. It was just enough to keep him from having to move more quickly than he was capable of after the weekend's events.
She caught his eye and nodded. He made a noncommittal face, but made his way towards his customary seat beside her anyway.
"Miss Hemrand," he said in a low voice, leading Allosia to raise her eyebrows. "It amazes me, for someone who has made a career fighting the Dark Arts that you find it so hard to function after all all-nighter."
"Actually, Severus," and here, she put a condescending, but gleeful smile into his name, "what amazes me, is that for a teacher, I don't have more patience for mornings. But then, you don't even have patience for the students."
"You are pleased with yourself, aren't you?" he asked.
She sensed him bristling. "Just playing, Sev, just playing."
It was his turn to raise his eyebrows then, but didn't respond further, turning his attention to the food he was still far too nauseous to partake in.
"Oh, by the way, Malfoy was looking for you over the weekend."
Snape started at this. "Oh, you mean Draco," he said, his voice flat.
"Yeah." Pause. "Sorry."
He titled his head slightly, as if to dismiss the apology. "Why on earth was he asking you about my whereabouts?"
"Oh, he wasn't, I ran into him, in the halls, in the middle of the night. I took 30 points and walked him back to the dormitories once he made it clear that his errand was specific to you."
Snape sighed. "He's amazingly stupid sometimes, even for a maggot."
Allosia's mouth quirked in curiosity and she had to suppress a laugh as Snape exhaled with great impatience and then winced. The ribs must still be bothering him.
"He saw me leave the way I did, and saw Potter fidgeting with that damn scar of his. No doubt he presumed my destination and was showing concern over his charming father."
"He knows?"
"Where my loyalties appear to lay? Yes. What did you think?"
Allosia rolled her eyes. "Clearly I didn't."
They finished the meal in silence.
She marveled at how practiced he was, gazing over the students with his typical hostility stopping here and there to chasten or harass. It was just enough to keep him from having to move more quickly than he was capable of after the weekend's events.
She caught his eye and nodded. He made a noncommittal face, but made his way towards his customary seat beside her anyway.
"Miss Hemrand," he said in a low voice, leading Allosia to raise her eyebrows. "It amazes me, for someone who has made a career fighting the Dark Arts that you find it so hard to function after all all-nighter."
"Actually, Severus," and here, she put a condescending, but gleeful smile into his name, "what amazes me, is that for a teacher, I don't have more patience for mornings. But then, you don't even have patience for the students."
"You are pleased with yourself, aren't you?" he asked.
She sensed him bristling. "Just playing, Sev, just playing."
It was his turn to raise his eyebrows then, but didn't respond further, turning his attention to the food he was still far too nauseous to partake in.
"Oh, by the way, Malfoy was looking for you over the weekend."
Snape started at this. "Oh, you mean Draco," he said, his voice flat.
"Yeah." Pause. "Sorry."
He titled his head slightly, as if to dismiss the apology. "Why on earth was he asking you about my whereabouts?"
"Oh, he wasn't, I ran into him, in the halls, in the middle of the night. I took 30 points and walked him back to the dormitories once he made it clear that his errand was specific to you."
Snape sighed. "He's amazingly stupid sometimes, even for a maggot."
Allosia's mouth quirked in curiosity and she had to suppress a laugh as Snape exhaled with great impatience and then winced. The ribs must still be bothering him.
"He saw me leave the way I did, and saw Potter fidgeting with that damn scar of his. No doubt he presumed my destination and was showing concern over his charming father."
"He knows?"
"Where my loyalties appear to lay? Yes. What did you think?"
Allosia rolled her eyes. "Clearly I didn't."
They finished the meal in silence.
