Chapter 12: Snape's Revenge
Malfoy was thrown into a chair by his dad. Lucius used his wand to bind him. Then without one word he left. Malfoy jumped. The chair came with him. It crashed to the floor. It was then that Malfoy noticed the other people in the room. There was Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Fred. Maybe George. He could care less. Then there was Professor Lupin to the left. Everyone in the room was knocked out. He jumped up again. Lupin stirred. He was waking up! Malfoy jumped again to wake him. Lupin looked over at him. "Hey! Professor! You're awake!" said Malfoy, excited there was an adult there. Lupin cocked his head like he had no idea what Malfoy was talking about. Then Harry stirred.
Harry looked around the room. He was tied up next to Hermione, Ron, and Fred. His nose hurt badly and his face was bloody. It was probably broken. Hermione stirred. Harry noticed the four of them were tired to a bench. Harry looked up and saw Lupin and Malfoy staring at them. What was going on?
Lupin looked at the black haired kid in front of him. He was looking at him. What do I say, he thought. Who are these people? Lupin looked at the blond kid. "I don't mean to sound rude, but who are you?" asked Lupin.
Malfoy stared at Harry. His face was bloody. If this was my father, he thought, I will make sure that he doesn't get away with it. How could he have done this? I trusted him. "I don't mean to sound rude, but who are you?" Lupin was asking him a question. He sounded truthful even though the question was absurd. "Uh. Malfoy. You remember. Draco Malfoy." Malfoy said. "No. I don't remember, but uh. who is that?" Lupin gestured toward Harry. "You've got to be kidding me," Malfoy stared open-mouthed.
"No. Should I?" Lupin looked at 'Malfoy'. Where in the world am I, he thought, why don't I remember anything? Then the door opened. In walked a man with the greasiest, black hair he had ever seen and his nose was abnormally huge. "Snape?" asked the black haired boy in front of him. Snape sneered.
Snape closed the door behind him.
Harry pulled at his ropes and looked to his left. Fred, Ron, and Hermione were waking up. Snape walked into the room. "Snape?" Harry asked. Snape narrowed his eyes at Harry and then sneered. "Now, it isn't that hard to capture the famous Harry Potter. Where did Voldemort go wrong?" Snape said. He walked over to Malfoy's chair. He stuffed something into Malfoy's pocket. Malfoy looked up at Snape and glared. Is Malfoy a part of this, Harry thought.
I never thought it would come to this, Malfoy thought, what is Snape putting it in my pocket? Snape walked back over to Lupin's chair. Lupin looked fully confused. He stared at Snape with hatred and then at Malfoy, a confused, and slightly perturbed, look in his eyes. Snape walked in front of Lupin.
The greasy haired man named Snape walked in front of Lupin. Lupin looked up at him. Snape sneered. Lupin had no idea who he was but he knew he did not like him. His head hurt really bad and it felt as if it were bleeding. Maybe it was. He wanted to spit in Snape's face. He decided it was the best idea. He spit has hard and far and he could and it landed smack dab on Snape's nose. Bull's-eye. How could you miss a target like that, Remus, he thought.
Snape wiped the spit from his face. He was so mad now he could have spit back at Lupin if he did not mind losing the dignity he had left in himself. He wiped his hand on his robe and spun around to face Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Fred. Fred glared at Snape and pulled harshly at his ropes yanking the entire bench with him. Hermione yelped. For a moment, Snape felt sorry for them all. For Hermione, and for Fred and Ron. Even for Harry Potter. Snape looked at Malfoy who looked paler than usual. For a slight second, Snape almost lost the nerve to say what he had brought them all down here for. He straightened up.
What in the world is he thinking, thought Harry. Snape straightened up. Harry looked around the room quickly than back at Snape. Snape cleared his throat and glared down at the four of them. "Let's get right to the point. Shall we?" he glared at Harry but his gaze quickly turned to Ron and Fred. Malfoy jerked his chair about half a foot. "Severus!" he called out. Severus? Harry thought. What?! "Malfoy. I will not hear anything from you at this moment!" Snape spoke quickly and sharply. He walked over to Malfoy and dragged his chair to the corner of the room. It was dark there and he taped Malfoy's mouth.
Malfoy glared at Snape in the darkness. Snape smiled evilly and kissed Malfoy's taped mouth quickly. Malfoy's eyes grew wide and Snape winked. Malfoy jerked the chair. Snape walked back into the group of people.
Harry stared at Snape, observing him and his next move. Lupin could not stop glaring at Snape and giving Harry confused looks. Harry glanced sideways at Hermione who was now completely terrified without her wand. Harry had to admit that he was also frightened being completely vulnerable to whatever Snape had planned for them. "Now. As I was saying," Snape sneered at them. "There is something that you all need to know about my past. Well," Snape paused and stared at the Weasley brothers again. "It isn't entirely about my past. It is also about. your past." Harry looked over and Fred and Ron, wondering what in the world Snape was talking about. "You see. A long time ago, I was young." Harry and Ron suppressed their laughter and glanced at each other. Snape's face changed and he glared at the boys. Hermione looked from Harry to Ron and shook her head. She nodded at Snape who looked completely infuriated. Harry and Ron tried to look serious but a high-pitched squeak escaped Ron's mouth and they laughed hysterically again. Snape pulled out his wand, walked over to Harry, and threatened. "Go on Potter. Talk again," Snape glared at him. His face inches from Harry's own. Snape backed up, his face still in a glare. "A long time ago, I was young and maybe even handsome." "DEAR GOD!" Ron laughed convulsed with laughter all over again. Harry couldn't believe he had heard correctly. He looked over at Lupin who was trying to untie himself. Why can't Lupin remember us, Harry thought. "WEASLEY IF I HEAR ONE MORE PEEP OUT OF YOU, I WILL CURSE YOU SO FAST YOUR ROBES WILL FLY OFF!" Snape yelled at the top of his lungs.
"DEAR GOD!" Ron was laughing again. The idiot, Malfoy thought. He pulled at his ropes. "WEASLEY IF I HEAR ONE MORE PEEP OUT OF YOU, I WILL CURSE YOU SO FAST YOUR ROBES WILL FLY OFF!" Snape yelled at the top of his lungs. Malfoy stopped. Is that what you want, he thought. Malfoy was starting feel as if he understood Snape a little better than everyone else. In fact, he did know Snape better. (But we'll get into that later.)
Ron stopped laughing immediately. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Fred stared up at Snape dumbfound. "Molly Weasley and I." Snape stared. Ron and Fred both turned as white as a sheet. "Molly and I. " Snape was about to cry. "She and I divorced thirty years ago." Ron gagged horribly and threw up all over his robes.
Malfoy was thrown into a chair by his dad. Lucius used his wand to bind him. Then without one word he left. Malfoy jumped. The chair came with him. It crashed to the floor. It was then that Malfoy noticed the other people in the room. There was Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Fred. Maybe George. He could care less. Then there was Professor Lupin to the left. Everyone in the room was knocked out. He jumped up again. Lupin stirred. He was waking up! Malfoy jumped again to wake him. Lupin looked over at him. "Hey! Professor! You're awake!" said Malfoy, excited there was an adult there. Lupin cocked his head like he had no idea what Malfoy was talking about. Then Harry stirred.
Harry looked around the room. He was tied up next to Hermione, Ron, and Fred. His nose hurt badly and his face was bloody. It was probably broken. Hermione stirred. Harry noticed the four of them were tired to a bench. Harry looked up and saw Lupin and Malfoy staring at them. What was going on?
Lupin looked at the black haired kid in front of him. He was looking at him. What do I say, he thought. Who are these people? Lupin looked at the blond kid. "I don't mean to sound rude, but who are you?" asked Lupin.
Malfoy stared at Harry. His face was bloody. If this was my father, he thought, I will make sure that he doesn't get away with it. How could he have done this? I trusted him. "I don't mean to sound rude, but who are you?" Lupin was asking him a question. He sounded truthful even though the question was absurd. "Uh. Malfoy. You remember. Draco Malfoy." Malfoy said. "No. I don't remember, but uh. who is that?" Lupin gestured toward Harry. "You've got to be kidding me," Malfoy stared open-mouthed.
"No. Should I?" Lupin looked at 'Malfoy'. Where in the world am I, he thought, why don't I remember anything? Then the door opened. In walked a man with the greasiest, black hair he had ever seen and his nose was abnormally huge. "Snape?" asked the black haired boy in front of him. Snape sneered.
Snape closed the door behind him.
Harry pulled at his ropes and looked to his left. Fred, Ron, and Hermione were waking up. Snape walked into the room. "Snape?" Harry asked. Snape narrowed his eyes at Harry and then sneered. "Now, it isn't that hard to capture the famous Harry Potter. Where did Voldemort go wrong?" Snape said. He walked over to Malfoy's chair. He stuffed something into Malfoy's pocket. Malfoy looked up at Snape and glared. Is Malfoy a part of this, Harry thought.
I never thought it would come to this, Malfoy thought, what is Snape putting it in my pocket? Snape walked back over to Lupin's chair. Lupin looked fully confused. He stared at Snape with hatred and then at Malfoy, a confused, and slightly perturbed, look in his eyes. Snape walked in front of Lupin.
The greasy haired man named Snape walked in front of Lupin. Lupin looked up at him. Snape sneered. Lupin had no idea who he was but he knew he did not like him. His head hurt really bad and it felt as if it were bleeding. Maybe it was. He wanted to spit in Snape's face. He decided it was the best idea. He spit has hard and far and he could and it landed smack dab on Snape's nose. Bull's-eye. How could you miss a target like that, Remus, he thought.
Snape wiped the spit from his face. He was so mad now he could have spit back at Lupin if he did not mind losing the dignity he had left in himself. He wiped his hand on his robe and spun around to face Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Fred. Fred glared at Snape and pulled harshly at his ropes yanking the entire bench with him. Hermione yelped. For a moment, Snape felt sorry for them all. For Hermione, and for Fred and Ron. Even for Harry Potter. Snape looked at Malfoy who looked paler than usual. For a slight second, Snape almost lost the nerve to say what he had brought them all down here for. He straightened up.
What in the world is he thinking, thought Harry. Snape straightened up. Harry looked around the room quickly than back at Snape. Snape cleared his throat and glared down at the four of them. "Let's get right to the point. Shall we?" he glared at Harry but his gaze quickly turned to Ron and Fred. Malfoy jerked his chair about half a foot. "Severus!" he called out. Severus? Harry thought. What?! "Malfoy. I will not hear anything from you at this moment!" Snape spoke quickly and sharply. He walked over to Malfoy and dragged his chair to the corner of the room. It was dark there and he taped Malfoy's mouth.
Malfoy glared at Snape in the darkness. Snape smiled evilly and kissed Malfoy's taped mouth quickly. Malfoy's eyes grew wide and Snape winked. Malfoy jerked the chair. Snape walked back into the group of people.
Harry stared at Snape, observing him and his next move. Lupin could not stop glaring at Snape and giving Harry confused looks. Harry glanced sideways at Hermione who was now completely terrified without her wand. Harry had to admit that he was also frightened being completely vulnerable to whatever Snape had planned for them. "Now. As I was saying," Snape sneered at them. "There is something that you all need to know about my past. Well," Snape paused and stared at the Weasley brothers again. "It isn't entirely about my past. It is also about. your past." Harry looked over and Fred and Ron, wondering what in the world Snape was talking about. "You see. A long time ago, I was young." Harry and Ron suppressed their laughter and glanced at each other. Snape's face changed and he glared at the boys. Hermione looked from Harry to Ron and shook her head. She nodded at Snape who looked completely infuriated. Harry and Ron tried to look serious but a high-pitched squeak escaped Ron's mouth and they laughed hysterically again. Snape pulled out his wand, walked over to Harry, and threatened. "Go on Potter. Talk again," Snape glared at him. His face inches from Harry's own. Snape backed up, his face still in a glare. "A long time ago, I was young and maybe even handsome." "DEAR GOD!" Ron laughed convulsed with laughter all over again. Harry couldn't believe he had heard correctly. He looked over at Lupin who was trying to untie himself. Why can't Lupin remember us, Harry thought. "WEASLEY IF I HEAR ONE MORE PEEP OUT OF YOU, I WILL CURSE YOU SO FAST YOUR ROBES WILL FLY OFF!" Snape yelled at the top of his lungs.
"DEAR GOD!" Ron was laughing again. The idiot, Malfoy thought. He pulled at his ropes. "WEASLEY IF I HEAR ONE MORE PEEP OUT OF YOU, I WILL CURSE YOU SO FAST YOUR ROBES WILL FLY OFF!" Snape yelled at the top of his lungs. Malfoy stopped. Is that what you want, he thought. Malfoy was starting feel as if he understood Snape a little better than everyone else. In fact, he did know Snape better. (But we'll get into that later.)
Ron stopped laughing immediately. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Fred stared up at Snape dumbfound. "Molly Weasley and I." Snape stared. Ron and Fred both turned as white as a sheet. "Molly and I. " Snape was about to cry. "She and I divorced thirty years ago." Ron gagged horribly and threw up all over his robes.