More Questioning
"C'mon," said the guard as he grabbed Snape, and led him to the M.M.P's headquarters.
Snape sat down in the cold, hard chair, and asked, "what do you want?"
"To ask you some questions. Do you have any…family members we should know about?"
"Not really," Snape answered sharply.
The officer shook his head. "Well then. Did you know Miss Skys was attacked?"
"She was? Who did it?" Snape rose from the cold, hard chair.
"That's what we wanted to ask you."
"I don't know. Okay, I'm Harper's uncle."
"Thank you," the officer paused, " we might be able to get you off."
"You think?" Snape slowly returned to the chair.
"Maybe, but we have no evidence on your side. No witnesses, no alibi, no way." The officer almost seemed to like Snape.
"Do you think I could talk to Harper?" asked Snape darkly.
"I think I could get her here. Is tomorrow alright?"
The tall officer, whose name was Carl, brought Harper first to the interrogation room, but finding it was uncomfortable, took her to the lounge to talk to Snape. Snape, angry about being handcuffed, smiled only briefly when he saw Harper.
"Are you okay?" Snape asked, quick to the point.
"Yes."
"Good."
"I gotta get you outta here!"
Snape, or Severus if you prefer, remained silent. "I don't think you can. Not even Dumbledore can," he finally said.
"Sure we can."
"Vistin' time's over, c'mon."
"Goodbye, Severus," Harper said sadly.
"Goodbye."