For the Want of the Moon, the Marauders are Lost
Chapter Two:
"How dare she call me that in front of the students?" Severus grumbled as he made his way down to the dungeons after he finished his solitary lunch. "Who does she think she is?" He slammed the door to his office.
"The girl next door you picked on everyday," a serene voice answered from the shadows.
Severus looked into the corner where the voice had issued. "Dumbledore," he said. "I wasn't expecting you."
The Headmaster smiled and said, "Of course not. I came to warn you: Childhood grudges do nothing but drive the two of you apart. It would be best if you resolved your differences quickly before it becomes a full- fledged war inside the one against Voldemort." Dumbledore walked to the door, where he paused. "You should know. I have given my consent to allow Torri into the Order. I daresay her particular talent coupled with Remus' affliction could be a great asset."
Professor Snape's mood did not improve before the N.E.W.T. class began. Shooting all the students nasty looks, he gave them the assignment and began walking between the workstations.
Malfoy hadn't gotten his supplies out before he asked, "Professor, why do you and that Love woman hate each other?"
Movement stopped. All eyes were upon Snape, waiting for his answer. He willingly gave it. "Though Professor Love is of Slytherin House, she never behaved like she deserved the honor. Her closest friends were in Gryffindor—Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. She and I have extremely conflicting personalities and there's no doubt in my mind that she and Black had several pranks planned to pull on me that would only result in my death if executed properly." Noticing none of them had begun brewing the potion, he snarled, "Get to work!"
{A/n: the POV jumps to the students.}
As Harry carefully ground dung beetle eyes into a fine powder, he leaned over to Hermione and whispered, "D'you think that's true? What he said about Professor Love?"
"I don't know," Hermione replied. "You visited Snape's memories. Was she helping Sirius and your dad?"
"No... No, she wasn't there at all," Harry muttered, dumping the powdered beetle eyes into his cauldron. "So, who's lying?"
"I'm not sure..."
Chapter Two:
"How dare she call me that in front of the students?" Severus grumbled as he made his way down to the dungeons after he finished his solitary lunch. "Who does she think she is?" He slammed the door to his office.
"The girl next door you picked on everyday," a serene voice answered from the shadows.
Severus looked into the corner where the voice had issued. "Dumbledore," he said. "I wasn't expecting you."
The Headmaster smiled and said, "Of course not. I came to warn you: Childhood grudges do nothing but drive the two of you apart. It would be best if you resolved your differences quickly before it becomes a full- fledged war inside the one against Voldemort." Dumbledore walked to the door, where he paused. "You should know. I have given my consent to allow Torri into the Order. I daresay her particular talent coupled with Remus' affliction could be a great asset."
Professor Snape's mood did not improve before the N.E.W.T. class began. Shooting all the students nasty looks, he gave them the assignment and began walking between the workstations.
Malfoy hadn't gotten his supplies out before he asked, "Professor, why do you and that Love woman hate each other?"
Movement stopped. All eyes were upon Snape, waiting for his answer. He willingly gave it. "Though Professor Love is of Slytherin House, she never behaved like she deserved the honor. Her closest friends were in Gryffindor—Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. She and I have extremely conflicting personalities and there's no doubt in my mind that she and Black had several pranks planned to pull on me that would only result in my death if executed properly." Noticing none of them had begun brewing the potion, he snarled, "Get to work!"
{A/n: the POV jumps to the students.}
As Harry carefully ground dung beetle eyes into a fine powder, he leaned over to Hermione and whispered, "D'you think that's true? What he said about Professor Love?"
"I don't know," Hermione replied. "You visited Snape's memories. Was she helping Sirius and your dad?"
"No... No, she wasn't there at all," Harry muttered, dumping the powdered beetle eyes into his cauldron. "So, who's lying?"
"I'm not sure..."