For the Want of the Moon, the Marauders are Lost

Chapter Seven:

"Miss your furry friend already?" Severus muttered to Torri as the two set off back to the castle after seeing Lupin off at the Hogwarts' gates.

Torri shot him a look. "He's not furry, Severus," she said, crossly.

"I only saw him off because Dumbledore told me to," Severus said.

"I'm sure Remus appreciated it in any case."

They walked in silence until they reached the castle's courtyard. "Severus," Torri began, stopping. "Look, I think we need to end our feud. Therefore, I offer my amende honorable." She held out a scroll of parchment. Severus unrolled it and began reading. "It states everything I have ever done or said against you and offers my apology."

A frown creased Severus' face. "You've haven't raised an offensive wan against me in twenty years. Most of this Potter and Black did," he said.

"I realize that. But as they are both dead, I feel I should take responsibility for their actions," she explained.

There was a brief silence in which Severus contemplated her apology. "Very well, then," he said finally, holing out his hand. "Apology accepted."

Torri awkwardly shook his hand. "I'm sorry," she said. "I'm left-handed."