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Aftermath

It was most unfortunate that one of the House Elves assigned to the Slytherin dorms that day was Winky. It was even more unfortunate that she had chosen to freshen up the Prefects quarters. Her screams could be heard all throughout the castle, and brought Professors, students and elves alike running down to the dungeons from all corners.

When then found her shaking in the doorway of Cassandra Caliga's room, she was speaking hysterically in unintelligible gibberish. Dobby was one of the first elves there, and was the one who took her to the infirmary to get some potions to calm her down. The first Professor down to the Dungeons, unfortunately, was Professor McGonagall, quickly followed by Madame Pince, Hagrid, Professor Flitwick and Madame Hooch. The entirety of the Slytherin Common room was directly behind them, and the teachers were forced to quickly erect a cloaking charm over the doorway.

Crabbe, Goyle and Blaise Zabini were most interested in what had caused the house elf to go completely mental, and Blaise in particular was not upset that whatever had happened had happened to Cassandra Caliga. She had caused him more than enough problems this year.

McGonagall was shaking as she approached the students. "Attention, attention please everyone. all those from Slytherin house must immediately go to the Great Hall and wait there for further instructions. WE need the dormitories cleared out immediately!!"

Disappointed in missing the show, and wondering where Malfoy was in all of this, Blaise and the two buffoons reluctantly left their common room and headed with the rest of their house up to the dining hall, where snacks had already been laid out on the tables. They were met there by students of other houses who had come down to study, and rumours spread like wildfire as they all speculated on the cause of all the chaos in Slytherin House.



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Up in the infirmary, Cassandra had just begun to become aware of her surroundings, and was struggling to fully regain control of her appendages. Professor Snape seemed to have regained the majority of his sanity, and unfortunately for all around him, the entirety of his personality back. If there was nothing to complain about then he simply sat there glowering at anyone and anything which could be found. Certain that he could return to his Potion Making duties and reassume his role as head of house, even though he would prefer a bit more time away from teaching as his head ached enough already, he had been very expressive in displaying his disdain at remaining in the hospital wing.

It was of great interest to him when two wailing house elves popped into the room and began to make a scene. One was shrieking so loudly that he wondered if any of them would ever regain his hearing. Temper already frayed beyond belief, and concerned about the ailing student not two beds away from the demented servants, Severus had had enough.

"ENOUGH OF THIS CACOPHANY!" He roared at the top of his lungs, instantly spiking his blood pressure and causing his head to pound. "ARE YOU UNAWARE THAT THIS IS AN INFIRMARY AND AS SUCH IS MEANT TO BE QUIET? I DEMAND THAT YOU SILENCE YOURSELVES IMMEDIATELY OR I WILL BE FORCED TO TAKE ACTION TO PROTECT MY STUDENT!" At that, he rose from the bed rather menacingly and reached for his wand at the bedside table.

Gone beyond the point of return, Winky's conniption fit increased and she suddenly screeched and fell to the floor, leaving a distraught Dobby to pick her up laying her on the nearest bed. Madame Pomfrey came bustling in to scold Severus for the shouting but instead rushed over to the house elf, which was shaking violently, prone on the bed.

"Oh my Merlins! What has happened now?" She asked, sending irate glares to the Potions Master who was still looking murderous and none to concern about the little creature.

"Oh, Master Nurse, it was terrible. Winky's was all crying, yes crying, she's was scared of the dead boy! Yes, the dead boy in The Slytherin House she was. She's so scared, maybe she's scared to death, I do not know? Help her, please, help her."

Severus Snape sat abruptly back down on the bed the effect of Dobby words missing him momentarily. Slytherin house, that was his house, but someone had died there? Why hadn't he been informed of this yet? The sudden impact drew him back to a reality he hadn't been to since before the bus hit him. HE stood back up and walked quickly over to the hand-wringing house elf that shrank back in fear. Dobby knew this Professor well, he had frequented his old masters home, and he was never comfortable in the overbearing mans presence. There was darkness, and a danger about him.

"What did you say? That a student in Slytherin House has died? What happened? Who was it? "

"I's don't know what happened sir! Winky was cleaning the Prefects Quarters, and the one room was supposed to be empty. But no! There was a boy. Looked like sleeping but no! He's not sleeping! He's not breathing! No, He's dead!" The house elf began sobbing uncontrollably, seeming lost in grief.

"The prefect's quarters. that simply doesn't make sense! You didn't answer my other question. Fine, you don't know what happened to him. what did he look like? Answer me quickly!"

Dobby's head dropped down onto his chest, and a tear rolled down his face. "He was a good boy, not bad like everyone says. He was Dobby's friend. Dobby's friend when he was just a little boy! His father was terrible bad, but Draco, he was not so bad after all." And with that, Dobby threw himself to the floor in a massive fit of sorrow.

The earth quaked beneath Severus' feet, and he reached out to grab anything as shock and darkness threatened to overwhelmed him. He had the rail of Cassandra's bed and held on for dear life, as Dobby's sobs were cut off by an inhuman wail from the now awake girl.