Provoking a red-head isn't Hard
The next few days were the worst days of Sebastians life. The other
Gryffindors resented him even more, since they had found out about the
spell he had supposedly cast on Ron. Most of the school knew about this
now, and even the professors were giving him hesitant glances. He had
explained what had happened to Remus, who was as surprised as he to find
out that Ron had used the dark arts.
Professor McGonagall was being awful to him, obviously exacting her revenge on him for hurting one of the remaining members of the Gryffindor trio.
"Mr. Snape!" She had called one one particularly awful experience. "Yes, professor?" He asked, politely. "Don't take that tone with me!" She scowled, as Sebastian groaned. She was being worse than Snape used to be, and that was scary. For the rest of the lesson she had ragged him about his inferior transfigurations, and his incompetence in the subject. Near the end of the lesson, he just couldn't hold it in any longer. "That is an inadequate transfiguaration, Mr. Snape. Maybe your father should help you practice transfiguration, instead of other subjects." The last part was said with so much malice that he felt like he was going to explode in anger. "Will you just quit it already? I didn't cast that spell, and my dad doesen't teach me the dark arts!" She then took this as the perfect oppurtunity, and gave him detention in her office that night.
Sebastian trudged up to the transfigurations office, and walked inside after knocking and receiving a cold 'come in.'
The professor fixed him with a hard glare, and turned her attention towards the problem at hand- Snape.
She decided that the best way to punish him would be by sending him to do a long, gruelling job for the caretaker. When Sebastian got back to the comnmon room, no one was awake, no one but Hermione Granger that is.
As soon as he entered, he was pinned up against the wall by Hermione. He managed to catch a glimpse of her tear streaked face before she slapped him squarely across the jaw.
"That's for doing such an awful thing to Ron! Why can't you just leave us alone?" She wailed.
"Me, leave you alone? I haven't done anything, but Ron's punched me, thrown insults at me whenever he can, and cast dark arts on me!" He sneered, looking like a replica of his father. "Maybe you should keep a close eye on that friend of yours, Granger, he may not be what he seems."
She shouted once more, attracting the attention of the fellow Gryffindors. They all bustled down the stairs sleepily, Ron at the front.
"Is that you 'Mione-" He asked before seeing Sebastian. Sebastian smirked, and took out his wand. Some of the younger students seemed to gasp. "Hey, Weasley, come to curse me again have you? My god, Weasley, you're a hopelesss wizard, but you're a good liar! Makes me think where you might have had the chance to practice..."
He wandered off into his own reverie, watching Ron's face turn red. He was trying to provoke Ron into using the dark arts in front of every one, to prove to them he was not a death eater. This proved harder than he had first thought.
After a lot of insults being hissed at one another, Ron finally did raise his wand to curse him. He didn't manage it though, because Sebastian had already stunned him, and was levitatin him out of the common room.
Castng a quick concealing charm over himself and Ron, he took the boy to his fathers quarters.
'Belladonna" He told the portrait.
It swung forward and Sebastian entered, laying Ron's immobile body on the couch. He turned to Severus' room, and the door was slightly ajar. He crept in and shook his father lightly.
"Dad..."
The sleeping man soon awoke from his slumber, and Sebastian quickly explained the nights events. They first went through to the main room, and Sebastian was surprised to see his father rolling the sleeves up of the inconscience form of Ron Weasley. Seeing his son's confused glance, he said "It's awful to even think about it, but he could be working for the dark lord."
After having checked both arms with no dark mark, Severus hissed the words "Ennervate!" and Ron glancd sleepily around the room. Slowly they focused on Snape juniour.
"You!" He hissed "Where have you taken me, the dark lord's lair?" His voice only showed signs of malice, but his face showed the fear he was trying to hide.
"Actually, Mr. Weasley, you are in my quarters" Severus took pleasure in seeing the young man's shocked face at seeing his professor there. "I would like you to explain to me, why you found it neccessary to curse my son with the dark arts, then claim to have been cursed by him?"
"But he wasn't cursed! I was the one lying in the hospital bed for two days! I was the one who had to take the pain! I-"
"You," Sebastian's father hissed, angrily "were the one who cast the curse!"
"He deserved it, the death eater!" Ron spat, looking at Sebastian with hatred in his eyes. Sebastian's and Severus' lips both curled into a sneer. The sight nearly made one Ronald Weasley soil himself, actually.
"What would your mother say, if she knew that you've learnt that spell? Hmm? What would she say when she found out about all the other dark arts that youv'e been studying, and why you've been studying them?"
"Leave my mother out of this!"
Snape quirked an eyebrow. "Why? Would she be...ashamed?"
Ron muttered under his breath. It was easy to tell he had said something like 'Death eater scum' but it was still barely audible.
"50 points from Gryffindor, for that comment, Mr. Weasley. Sebastian, the potion?" His son nodded and smiled evilly at the look on Ron's face.
"Oh, it's just Veritaserum, nothing harmful, believe me."
Ron looked very panicked now. No doubt he didn't want his family to hear about him using the dark arts, or Hermione, or Harry. He'd also be expelled from Hogwarts. He had to do some quick thinking, and fast.
Sebastian watched Ron, deep in thought. He seemed to be debating in his head of what to do about something.
Suddenly, Ron jumped up and ran for the door. Severus and Sebastian tried to stun him, but to no avail. He got out of the portrait and ran away. Dirty cowardly rat...Now who does that remind me of?
Sebastian couldn't be anything but disappointed when he made his way back to Gryffindor tower. If Ron had admitted that then with veritaserum, they could use a penseive and prove to Dumbledore and the rest of the school that Ron was the one who...used the dark arts.
He was shocked when a blond walked in front of him, blocking his path. "Malfoy..." He sighed. More of Malfoy's childish behaviour...
"Snape. Have you been visiting your daddy because you had a nightmare? Or is little Seb afraid of the dark?" He put on a childish voice and taunted.
Sebastian pulled out his wand.
"Get out of my way, Malfoy. Your two dumbass cronies aren't here to save you, so it wouldn't be wise to try and fight me. Especially just metres away from my fathers rooms..."
He roughly shoved Malfoy aside and continued to walk on to Gryffindor tower. Little did he know the young blond's eyes had been on him the entire time...
Professor McGonagall was being awful to him, obviously exacting her revenge on him for hurting one of the remaining members of the Gryffindor trio.
"Mr. Snape!" She had called one one particularly awful experience. "Yes, professor?" He asked, politely. "Don't take that tone with me!" She scowled, as Sebastian groaned. She was being worse than Snape used to be, and that was scary. For the rest of the lesson she had ragged him about his inferior transfigurations, and his incompetence in the subject. Near the end of the lesson, he just couldn't hold it in any longer. "That is an inadequate transfiguaration, Mr. Snape. Maybe your father should help you practice transfiguration, instead of other subjects." The last part was said with so much malice that he felt like he was going to explode in anger. "Will you just quit it already? I didn't cast that spell, and my dad doesen't teach me the dark arts!" She then took this as the perfect oppurtunity, and gave him detention in her office that night.
Sebastian trudged up to the transfigurations office, and walked inside after knocking and receiving a cold 'come in.'
The professor fixed him with a hard glare, and turned her attention towards the problem at hand- Snape.
She decided that the best way to punish him would be by sending him to do a long, gruelling job for the caretaker. When Sebastian got back to the comnmon room, no one was awake, no one but Hermione Granger that is.
As soon as he entered, he was pinned up against the wall by Hermione. He managed to catch a glimpse of her tear streaked face before she slapped him squarely across the jaw.
"That's for doing such an awful thing to Ron! Why can't you just leave us alone?" She wailed.
"Me, leave you alone? I haven't done anything, but Ron's punched me, thrown insults at me whenever he can, and cast dark arts on me!" He sneered, looking like a replica of his father. "Maybe you should keep a close eye on that friend of yours, Granger, he may not be what he seems."
She shouted once more, attracting the attention of the fellow Gryffindors. They all bustled down the stairs sleepily, Ron at the front.
"Is that you 'Mione-" He asked before seeing Sebastian. Sebastian smirked, and took out his wand. Some of the younger students seemed to gasp. "Hey, Weasley, come to curse me again have you? My god, Weasley, you're a hopelesss wizard, but you're a good liar! Makes me think where you might have had the chance to practice..."
He wandered off into his own reverie, watching Ron's face turn red. He was trying to provoke Ron into using the dark arts in front of every one, to prove to them he was not a death eater. This proved harder than he had first thought.
After a lot of insults being hissed at one another, Ron finally did raise his wand to curse him. He didn't manage it though, because Sebastian had already stunned him, and was levitatin him out of the common room.
Castng a quick concealing charm over himself and Ron, he took the boy to his fathers quarters.
'Belladonna" He told the portrait.
It swung forward and Sebastian entered, laying Ron's immobile body on the couch. He turned to Severus' room, and the door was slightly ajar. He crept in and shook his father lightly.
"Dad..."
The sleeping man soon awoke from his slumber, and Sebastian quickly explained the nights events. They first went through to the main room, and Sebastian was surprised to see his father rolling the sleeves up of the inconscience form of Ron Weasley. Seeing his son's confused glance, he said "It's awful to even think about it, but he could be working for the dark lord."
After having checked both arms with no dark mark, Severus hissed the words "Ennervate!" and Ron glancd sleepily around the room. Slowly they focused on Snape juniour.
"You!" He hissed "Where have you taken me, the dark lord's lair?" His voice only showed signs of malice, but his face showed the fear he was trying to hide.
"Actually, Mr. Weasley, you are in my quarters" Severus took pleasure in seeing the young man's shocked face at seeing his professor there. "I would like you to explain to me, why you found it neccessary to curse my son with the dark arts, then claim to have been cursed by him?"
"But he wasn't cursed! I was the one lying in the hospital bed for two days! I was the one who had to take the pain! I-"
"You," Sebastian's father hissed, angrily "were the one who cast the curse!"
"He deserved it, the death eater!" Ron spat, looking at Sebastian with hatred in his eyes. Sebastian's and Severus' lips both curled into a sneer. The sight nearly made one Ronald Weasley soil himself, actually.
"What would your mother say, if she knew that you've learnt that spell? Hmm? What would she say when she found out about all the other dark arts that youv'e been studying, and why you've been studying them?"
"Leave my mother out of this!"
Snape quirked an eyebrow. "Why? Would she be...ashamed?"
Ron muttered under his breath. It was easy to tell he had said something like 'Death eater scum' but it was still barely audible.
"50 points from Gryffindor, for that comment, Mr. Weasley. Sebastian, the potion?" His son nodded and smiled evilly at the look on Ron's face.
"Oh, it's just Veritaserum, nothing harmful, believe me."
Ron looked very panicked now. No doubt he didn't want his family to hear about him using the dark arts, or Hermione, or Harry. He'd also be expelled from Hogwarts. He had to do some quick thinking, and fast.
Sebastian watched Ron, deep in thought. He seemed to be debating in his head of what to do about something.
Suddenly, Ron jumped up and ran for the door. Severus and Sebastian tried to stun him, but to no avail. He got out of the portrait and ran away. Dirty cowardly rat...Now who does that remind me of?
Sebastian couldn't be anything but disappointed when he made his way back to Gryffindor tower. If Ron had admitted that then with veritaserum, they could use a penseive and prove to Dumbledore and the rest of the school that Ron was the one who...used the dark arts.
He was shocked when a blond walked in front of him, blocking his path. "Malfoy..." He sighed. More of Malfoy's childish behaviour...
"Snape. Have you been visiting your daddy because you had a nightmare? Or is little Seb afraid of the dark?" He put on a childish voice and taunted.
Sebastian pulled out his wand.
"Get out of my way, Malfoy. Your two dumbass cronies aren't here to save you, so it wouldn't be wise to try and fight me. Especially just metres away from my fathers rooms..."
He roughly shoved Malfoy aside and continued to walk on to Gryffindor tower. Little did he know the young blond's eyes had been on him the entire time...