Snake and Wolf: The Finding

by Terion

{COMPLETE} Just before the trio's fifth year at Hogwarts begins, Severus Snape finds out his little sister Saerry is still alive. But there's something up with Harry as well. What could it be?

14. Chapter 13 - In Gryffindor Tower

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything related is the property of J.K. Rowling and anyone else who has claim to a piece of Harry's fame

Disclaimer 2: I own the plot and Saerry Snape.  Nothing more, nothing less.

Chapter 13

**In Gryffindor Tower**

"Arguo!"

Harry watched as Hermione practiced the second spell of the two Abscondo Charms.  She had mastered the first one and was now trying to dispel the illusion around the objects that were now what they had been before.  So far she had gotten it pretty good but he didn't trust her yet to try it on him.

"Oh, blast!"

Hermione sighed and sat down in her chair.  Ron looked up in shock and gasped, "Giving up?  We need a camera!  This must be put cherished!  Hermione giving up!  Harry, quick, where's Colin?"

Harry shrugged and replied, "In bed I suppose," while Hermione glared at Ron.  She hissed, "Be quiet Ron.  I don't see you or Harry trying out the charms!"

Ron snorted and Harry idly flicked his wand at a pillow.

"Delitesco."

The pillow was suddenly a large, potted plant.

"Arguo."

The plant vanished and the pillow reappeared.  Only instead of being scarlet and gold, it was brown and green.

"Whoops."

Ron laughed while Harry stared at the pillow.  Hermione gave a little humph and turned back to practicing the charm.  The two boys laughed at her and she scowled at them.

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A half-hour of failed charms, laughter, and scowls later the trio was in bed.  Harry and Ron has said goodnight to Hermione as she went up into the girls dorm then crept up into their own.  Ron had fallen asleep the minute his head hit the covers and was now snoring loudly.  Harry however was lying awake, staring out the window at the crescent moon.

A lock of black hair fell into his face, reminding him of Transfiguration class, and he brushed it back.

After a while his thoughts began to jumble as sleep came upon him.

As his mind drifted he idly wondered by Professor Snape hadn't been in class that day.

A/N: Short, I know.  But do not fear!  The plot shall soon appear!  *dies*  Oh God, I don't know what in the heck that was but I do not want to do that again.