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Part 7
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"Eaargh!" Remus Lupin wiped the cereal and milk off his face and stared across the kitchen table in his tiny cottage at his now-swearing friend. "I take it, Sirius, there's a reason that I'm wearing your breakfast?"
"It's not bloody fair!" roared Sirius Black, spitting more of his breakfast across the table with his yells.
"I do wish you'd either yell or eat," Remus said calmly. He looked at the cereal splattered copy of the Daily Prophet clutched in Sirius' hands and wondered if it was still readable. As usual, Sirius had pinched it before he'd had a chance to look at it.
Sirius stared sulkily at the news-scroll.
"What is it?" Remus prompted.
"//Bleeping// Snape, the son of a //bleep bleep bleep bleep bleeping bleep bleep//!" Sirius yelled at the news- before he crumpled it up and threw it onto the table.
Remus, who at that moment was glad he'd cast a PG-13 censorship charm on his ears three days before, nodded sagely at his friend and said, "So what has he done now?"
"Got a woman! That's what!" Sirius growled, then added sulkily, "It's not fair!" He grabbed a piece of toast and began slathering butter and marmalade across it.
With a flick of his wand and a few charms, Remus flattened and cleaned the Daily Prophet. Sirius leant across the table and pointed at the offending article with his knife. "There!" The Animagus sat back in his chair and took his anger out on his toast, biting it into two so fiercely that he got butter and marmalade on his nose.
After wiping marmalade off the article, Remus read it.
'Public Notices. Mr Edgar Greenwood and Madame Medusa Snape wish to announce the contracted engagement of their relatives Professor Severus Snape and Professor Aurora Sinistra. A ceremony for their relative and friends will be held at a future date.'
"Aurora Sinistra?" Remus remembered the quick-witted woman from his time teaching at Hogwarts. If Remus remembered correctly Sinistra had no time for complainers and if there was one thing Snape was good at it doing in staff meetings it was complaining. "They'll murder each other," he muttered.
"Really?" Sirius said cheerfully. He picked up his half-empty bowl and started eating his cereal, again. "Sounds like fun."
"Oh, do behave!" Remus looked over the top of the scroll before he returned to scanning it. He soon found what he was looking for.
"Listen to this." Lupin read aloud from the gossip section, "Desperation at Hogwarts School. You may have heard mention of Hogwarts youngest teacher, the less-than-glamorous Astronomy Professor, Aurora Sinistra."
"Meow!" said Black though a mouthful of Wizard Wheaties.
"Yes," Lupin said quietly then continued reading, "It seems that Professor Sinistra is desperate for a man and has managed to hook the youngest male teacher at Hogwarts, Professor Severus Snape."
"Poor, sad girl," quipped Black cheekily.
"Did I say desperate? Well a girl must be at her wit's end to evoke Wizard Honour. You read that right, dear reader; she forced him into a contract. How medieval can you get?
"Your erstwhile reporter finds it strange that she didn't try to hook at bigger or more handsome fish than the dark and greasy potions master but, as we all know, beggars can't be choosers."
Sirius laughed, "Someone needs to give that reporter a saucer of milk."
"We hope that the Astronomy tomboy knows what she's caught and doesn't burn her fingers. An alleged former Death-Eater, Professor Snape is known for his strong discipline and equally strong dislike of Harry Potter. Not exactly a nice catch."
"Oh, really!" said Remus, interrupting himself. "How can they be so mean?"
"Being mean's easy," Sirius replied. "Being nice is difficult."
"Humph!" Lupin stopped short of adding, 'is that why you make it so difficult for me to be nice'. Then, before Black could say anything more, Remus read, "Your correspondent wonders what Hogwarts Headmaster Professor Dumbledore thinks of this arrangement between the only teachers at Hogwarts who belonged to Slytherin. Perhaps he feels they are well suited or perhaps it is an appropriate punishment for former misdemeanours?"
"I like that reporter." Sirius ignored Remus' look of annoyance and added, "Snape deserves all he gets."
"Like you?" Remus said softly. "Or me?"
"We're different." Sirius nodded fiercely. "Gryffindor brothers together in adversity. Eh Moony?"
Annoyed with his friend's callous behaviour, Remus said nothing.
"Still, if Snape can find someone then there's hope for us yet." Black grinned mischievously.
"I know that look, Padfoot. Whatever you're planning, you can just forget it now."
"Me? Plan something? Never!"
Remus didn't like the way the mischievous grin stayed on Sirius' face all morning.
To be continued
Author's note - sorry this part's a bit short. Next part shall make up for it.... Promise. K
Part 7
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"Eaargh!" Remus Lupin wiped the cereal and milk off his face and stared across the kitchen table in his tiny cottage at his now-swearing friend. "I take it, Sirius, there's a reason that I'm wearing your breakfast?"
"It's not bloody fair!" roared Sirius Black, spitting more of his breakfast across the table with his yells.
"I do wish you'd either yell or eat," Remus said calmly. He looked at the cereal splattered copy of the Daily Prophet clutched in Sirius' hands and wondered if it was still readable. As usual, Sirius had pinched it before he'd had a chance to look at it.
Sirius stared sulkily at the news-scroll.
"What is it?" Remus prompted.
"//Bleeping// Snape, the son of a //bleep bleep bleep bleep bleeping bleep bleep//!" Sirius yelled at the news- before he crumpled it up and threw it onto the table.
Remus, who at that moment was glad he'd cast a PG-13 censorship charm on his ears three days before, nodded sagely at his friend and said, "So what has he done now?"
"Got a woman! That's what!" Sirius growled, then added sulkily, "It's not fair!" He grabbed a piece of toast and began slathering butter and marmalade across it.
With a flick of his wand and a few charms, Remus flattened and cleaned the Daily Prophet. Sirius leant across the table and pointed at the offending article with his knife. "There!" The Animagus sat back in his chair and took his anger out on his toast, biting it into two so fiercely that he got butter and marmalade on his nose.
After wiping marmalade off the article, Remus read it.
'Public Notices. Mr Edgar Greenwood and Madame Medusa Snape wish to announce the contracted engagement of their relatives Professor Severus Snape and Professor Aurora Sinistra. A ceremony for their relative and friends will be held at a future date.'
"Aurora Sinistra?" Remus remembered the quick-witted woman from his time teaching at Hogwarts. If Remus remembered correctly Sinistra had no time for complainers and if there was one thing Snape was good at it doing in staff meetings it was complaining. "They'll murder each other," he muttered.
"Really?" Sirius said cheerfully. He picked up his half-empty bowl and started eating his cereal, again. "Sounds like fun."
"Oh, do behave!" Remus looked over the top of the scroll before he returned to scanning it. He soon found what he was looking for.
"Listen to this." Lupin read aloud from the gossip section, "Desperation at Hogwarts School. You may have heard mention of Hogwarts youngest teacher, the less-than-glamorous Astronomy Professor, Aurora Sinistra."
"Meow!" said Black though a mouthful of Wizard Wheaties.
"Yes," Lupin said quietly then continued reading, "It seems that Professor Sinistra is desperate for a man and has managed to hook the youngest male teacher at Hogwarts, Professor Severus Snape."
"Poor, sad girl," quipped Black cheekily.
"Did I say desperate? Well a girl must be at her wit's end to evoke Wizard Honour. You read that right, dear reader; she forced him into a contract. How medieval can you get?
"Your erstwhile reporter finds it strange that she didn't try to hook at bigger or more handsome fish than the dark and greasy potions master but, as we all know, beggars can't be choosers."
Sirius laughed, "Someone needs to give that reporter a saucer of milk."
"We hope that the Astronomy tomboy knows what she's caught and doesn't burn her fingers. An alleged former Death-Eater, Professor Snape is known for his strong discipline and equally strong dislike of Harry Potter. Not exactly a nice catch."
"Oh, really!" said Remus, interrupting himself. "How can they be so mean?"
"Being mean's easy," Sirius replied. "Being nice is difficult."
"Humph!" Lupin stopped short of adding, 'is that why you make it so difficult for me to be nice'. Then, before Black could say anything more, Remus read, "Your correspondent wonders what Hogwarts Headmaster Professor Dumbledore thinks of this arrangement between the only teachers at Hogwarts who belonged to Slytherin. Perhaps he feels they are well suited or perhaps it is an appropriate punishment for former misdemeanours?"
"I like that reporter." Sirius ignored Remus' look of annoyance and added, "Snape deserves all he gets."
"Like you?" Remus said softly. "Or me?"
"We're different." Sirius nodded fiercely. "Gryffindor brothers together in adversity. Eh Moony?"
Annoyed with his friend's callous behaviour, Remus said nothing.
"Still, if Snape can find someone then there's hope for us yet." Black grinned mischievously.
"I know that look, Padfoot. Whatever you're planning, you can just forget it now."
"Me? Plan something? Never!"
Remus didn't like the way the mischievous grin stayed on Sirius' face all morning.
To be continued
Author's note - sorry this part's a bit short. Next part shall make up for it.... Promise. K