Shocking revelations
Snape smiled smugly and sat down next to Harry. "Yes, Potter?", he asked.
"What are you doing here? How do you know Mrs. Figg?" Harry asked completely bewildered.
"Mrs. Figg is my mother's sister, my aunt. I am here to keep an eye on those muggle relatives of yours.", Snape said rather venomously.
Harry nodded, "Thanks for that. I mean. Thanks for talking to them. What did you say to them? They really have been very supportive."
Snape grinned maliciously. Harry noted that Snapes teeth were rather white and perfectly spaced. His hair seemed to be healthy, and his skin, though pale, did not look its usual unhealthy sallow hue.
"Oh, I just let them know that I was near by and I was the only one allowed to abuse you." Snape said off handedly.
"You use glamour, but most people use them to make their selves more attractive. I read about them in the book Dumbledore lent me." Harry said matter of factly.
Snape leaned toward Harry and gave him a drop dead Potter look. "If you reveal that bit of information to anyone Potter, you will receive detention for a month. Is that understood?"
Harry grinned. "Yes, sir."
"Severus, enough of this "Evil Potions Master" act. Harry is going to be staying with us for at least two weeks and I do not want to deal with it." Mrs. Figg said from the hall.
She was carrying a little blonde girl with pigtails. She wore pink overalls and a baby blue shirt. She waved madly at Harry and struggled to get down.
"This is my granddaughter Lee Lee. Her mother works for the ministry so Lee Lee stays with me most of the time." She let the little girl down and she rushed over to Harry.
"Hi.", she said shyly.
Harry smiled, "Hello."
The little girl took this as an invitation and crawled up into Harry's lap. He placed his arm around her back to ensure she wouldn't fall.
"How old are you?" Harry asked her.
She held up three pudgy fingers and blushed. Mrs. Figg eyed Severus and the two of them left for the next room. Lee Lee reached up and traced Harry's lightning scar.
"Owie?", she asked.
"No, it doesn't hurt right now." Harry explained.
"Oh. Wanna play?", she asked him.
Just then Professor Snape and Mrs. Figg came back into the room.
"No, Lee Lee. We need to talk to Harry right now. Why don't you color in your coloring book?" Mrs. Figg said.
The little girl scrunched up her face and climbed off of Harry's lap looking affronted. Mrs. Figg began, "Harry, I know you are wondering why I never revealed to you that I was a witch before. Dumbledore wanted you to remain untainted. I volunteered to keep an eye on you and the Dursleys, but I was to keep my cover."
"Your cover?" Harry asked.
"I was an auror for the Ministry, but now I work for another group.", she explained.
"What group?" Harry asked.
"Oh, that is not important right now. Just know that you are safe here with Severus and I. I won't even let him pick on you." She gave Snape a glance of warning.
"Much." He added with an evil grin.
The little girl giggled on the floor. She was coloring in a Max the Mad Muggle, coloring book. Harry recognized the character from Ron's' comic books. Snape gave the girl a wink, and turned to look at Harry.
"Did you read the book I lent you?", Snape asked.
"Yes, I brewed the , To Good Health Potion, for Dudley. I was also looking at some of the other potions. Why am I here?" Harry asked irritated.
Mrs. Figg laughed. "Well, you didn't think we were going to risk you blowing up Marge again did you? Fudge isn't exactly your biggest fan at the moment."
Harry nodded. Fudge had seemed very irritated with him. He had actually read and believed the stories written by Rita Skeeter. Hermione had taken care of her, at least for the moment. Harry looked at his professor.
"I thought you were going to spy on Voldemort Professor." Harry said.
"How clever of you." Snape said sounding rather impressed. "But, no, I am not going to spy on Voldemort again. We tried to keep up the façade, but our resources assured me that Voldemort had heard about my deception."
"I can't say I am sorry to hear that. Your mother would have turned in her grave if you had gone back to that monster." Mrs. Figg said distastefully.
"With Voldemort offering to offer Dumbledore my head on a platter I am sure she is turning in her grave." Snape offered.
Lee Lee made a disgusted face. "Sevis, dat is scrusting." She said pointedly and continued to color. Trying to ignore the adults.
Harry shuddered. "That is exactly the sort of thing he would do. He was angry that you hadn't returned, and he knew you had betrayed him."
"Oh, yes. I know." Snape assured him.
"Are Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Nott going to be allowed to come back to school?" Harry asked.
Snape glared at Harry. "I may not be able to spy on Voldemort, but I take my job as the Head of Slytherin house seriously. I will not give up on those children, Mr. Potter! Their lives have been written for them. It is my job to teach guide them to the light. Not, all Slytherins are bound to be Death Eaters!"
Harry frowned, "No, sir, but Malfoy isn't going to be saved. He made fun of Cedric on the train. He won't change. He is a carbon copy of his father."
Snape smiled, "You have no idea, Potter."
"Enough, from both of you! Harry come help me prepare lunch." Mrs. Figg said.
Snape smiled smugly and sat down next to Harry. "Yes, Potter?", he asked.
"What are you doing here? How do you know Mrs. Figg?" Harry asked completely bewildered.
"Mrs. Figg is my mother's sister, my aunt. I am here to keep an eye on those muggle relatives of yours.", Snape said rather venomously.
Harry nodded, "Thanks for that. I mean. Thanks for talking to them. What did you say to them? They really have been very supportive."
Snape grinned maliciously. Harry noted that Snapes teeth were rather white and perfectly spaced. His hair seemed to be healthy, and his skin, though pale, did not look its usual unhealthy sallow hue.
"Oh, I just let them know that I was near by and I was the only one allowed to abuse you." Snape said off handedly.
"You use glamour, but most people use them to make their selves more attractive. I read about them in the book Dumbledore lent me." Harry said matter of factly.
Snape leaned toward Harry and gave him a drop dead Potter look. "If you reveal that bit of information to anyone Potter, you will receive detention for a month. Is that understood?"
Harry grinned. "Yes, sir."
"Severus, enough of this "Evil Potions Master" act. Harry is going to be staying with us for at least two weeks and I do not want to deal with it." Mrs. Figg said from the hall.
She was carrying a little blonde girl with pigtails. She wore pink overalls and a baby blue shirt. She waved madly at Harry and struggled to get down.
"This is my granddaughter Lee Lee. Her mother works for the ministry so Lee Lee stays with me most of the time." She let the little girl down and she rushed over to Harry.
"Hi.", she said shyly.
Harry smiled, "Hello."
The little girl took this as an invitation and crawled up into Harry's lap. He placed his arm around her back to ensure she wouldn't fall.
"How old are you?" Harry asked her.
She held up three pudgy fingers and blushed. Mrs. Figg eyed Severus and the two of them left for the next room. Lee Lee reached up and traced Harry's lightning scar.
"Owie?", she asked.
"No, it doesn't hurt right now." Harry explained.
"Oh. Wanna play?", she asked him.
Just then Professor Snape and Mrs. Figg came back into the room.
"No, Lee Lee. We need to talk to Harry right now. Why don't you color in your coloring book?" Mrs. Figg said.
The little girl scrunched up her face and climbed off of Harry's lap looking affronted. Mrs. Figg began, "Harry, I know you are wondering why I never revealed to you that I was a witch before. Dumbledore wanted you to remain untainted. I volunteered to keep an eye on you and the Dursleys, but I was to keep my cover."
"Your cover?" Harry asked.
"I was an auror for the Ministry, but now I work for another group.", she explained.
"What group?" Harry asked.
"Oh, that is not important right now. Just know that you are safe here with Severus and I. I won't even let him pick on you." She gave Snape a glance of warning.
"Much." He added with an evil grin.
The little girl giggled on the floor. She was coloring in a Max the Mad Muggle, coloring book. Harry recognized the character from Ron's' comic books. Snape gave the girl a wink, and turned to look at Harry.
"Did you read the book I lent you?", Snape asked.
"Yes, I brewed the , To Good Health Potion, for Dudley. I was also looking at some of the other potions. Why am I here?" Harry asked irritated.
Mrs. Figg laughed. "Well, you didn't think we were going to risk you blowing up Marge again did you? Fudge isn't exactly your biggest fan at the moment."
Harry nodded. Fudge had seemed very irritated with him. He had actually read and believed the stories written by Rita Skeeter. Hermione had taken care of her, at least for the moment. Harry looked at his professor.
"I thought you were going to spy on Voldemort Professor." Harry said.
"How clever of you." Snape said sounding rather impressed. "But, no, I am not going to spy on Voldemort again. We tried to keep up the façade, but our resources assured me that Voldemort had heard about my deception."
"I can't say I am sorry to hear that. Your mother would have turned in her grave if you had gone back to that monster." Mrs. Figg said distastefully.
"With Voldemort offering to offer Dumbledore my head on a platter I am sure she is turning in her grave." Snape offered.
Lee Lee made a disgusted face. "Sevis, dat is scrusting." She said pointedly and continued to color. Trying to ignore the adults.
Harry shuddered. "That is exactly the sort of thing he would do. He was angry that you hadn't returned, and he knew you had betrayed him."
"Oh, yes. I know." Snape assured him.
"Are Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Nott going to be allowed to come back to school?" Harry asked.
Snape glared at Harry. "I may not be able to spy on Voldemort, but I take my job as the Head of Slytherin house seriously. I will not give up on those children, Mr. Potter! Their lives have been written for them. It is my job to teach guide them to the light. Not, all Slytherins are bound to be Death Eaters!"
Harry frowned, "No, sir, but Malfoy isn't going to be saved. He made fun of Cedric on the train. He won't change. He is a carbon copy of his father."
Snape smiled, "You have no idea, Potter."
"Enough, from both of you! Harry come help me prepare lunch." Mrs. Figg said.
