It's the third year, in the shrieking shack.
Sirius has convinced Harry that he is his godfather, and Lupin tells his
were-wolf story. Everything has been revealed, and the only thing that
hasn't happened is Severus coming down in suspicion to stop them.
While arguing and having everything revealed and make sense to the kids (Harry, Hermione and Ron), a soft thump comes from a closet none of them really noticed before since they were all too busy arguing.
Everyone gets quiet. Sirius mutters, "We're not alone."
He cautiously approaches the closet door and tries to open it. He can't seem to open it, and suspects that there is someone inside, trying to keep the door shut.
"I know you're in there," Sirius says threateningly. "I may not know who you are, but I know there's someone in there. You've heard too much and now we have to know who you are, to see whether you are on our side or not. Muggle or not, be warned. Now, open this door!"
The door did not budge. There was no noise from the other side.
"They want us to think they aren't in there," Sirius says.
"It might not be who we want it to be," Lupin says.
"It doesn't matter anymore," Sirius replies. With his wand, he utters a spell and
POOF!
The dust clears and . . .
"Ah, no, my virgin eyes!"
A couple stood in the closet, half undressed. Harry gawked, then stammered,
"Professor Snape?"
While arguing and having everything revealed and make sense to the kids (Harry, Hermione and Ron), a soft thump comes from a closet none of them really noticed before since they were all too busy arguing.
Everyone gets quiet. Sirius mutters, "We're not alone."
He cautiously approaches the closet door and tries to open it. He can't seem to open it, and suspects that there is someone inside, trying to keep the door shut.
"I know you're in there," Sirius says threateningly. "I may not know who you are, but I know there's someone in there. You've heard too much and now we have to know who you are, to see whether you are on our side or not. Muggle or not, be warned. Now, open this door!"
The door did not budge. There was no noise from the other side.
"They want us to think they aren't in there," Sirius says.
"It might not be who we want it to be," Lupin says.
"It doesn't matter anymore," Sirius replies. With his wand, he utters a spell and
POOF!
The dust clears and . . .
"Ah, no, my virgin eyes!"
A couple stood in the closet, half undressed. Harry gawked, then stammered,
"Professor Snape?"
