I haven't finished this yet. I just put it up because my story only has one chapter.

Disclaimer: all characters except Lauriea and a few others belong to JK Rowling, etc…

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The Howler

Severus sat eating breakfast in the Great Hall two weeks after sixth year had begun. To say that the end of his summer was uneventful would be the understatement of the year. His arm still hurt from it. It was his 16th birthday present. He had told Madame Pomfery what it was. (He had grown a strong dislike of Dumbledore.) Madame Pomfery, he soon learned, had told Dumbledore. This was the base of his hatred. Dumbledore always knew, just by looking at you he knew, he hated it. He knew that Dumbledore knew of his hatred, his pain. The "Potter Posse" or the "Mrauders" as they like to call themselves, hadn't even gotten a single detention for their "fun" last year. That alone was the worst day of his life. If you were helpless while some big-headed jerk hung you upside down in the air naked from waist down, or up, I should say in this case. Lauriea was in the dungeons at the time talking to Professor Lacredcen about her Defense Against the Dark Arts grade. She would've stopped that from happening. He pushed the food into his mouth with the fork. It was pretty tasteless, seeing that he didn't feel like tasting it. Hundreds of owls flew over head dropping letters in front of seats all over the Great Hall. Severus didn't bother to look up, since he never got anything, maybe that's why he was surprised when his mothers raven landed in front of him and spit a letter out. A howler. It cawed and flew away.

"Grab it and run," Avery whispered in his ear. Severus did the stupidest thing he could at that moment. He didn't move. And because of this action, or lack thereof, the letter began it's screaming message:

"YOU FOOL OF A BOY!" his mother's harsh cigarette voice yelled. "HOW DARE YOU TELL THOSE BASTARDS!! LOOK WHAT YOU"VE DONE! I SHOULD"VE KILLED YOU WHEN I HAD THE GOD DAMN CHANCE!!"

Severus sunk so low in his chair, blocking out the laughter as some eggs collided with his face. Damn, did this suck. He looked at Lauriea, who was sitting at his right, and she put her arms around him. Dumbledore took this chance to walk over to Severus.

"May I have a word," he said.