A/N: None of these characters are mine except the obvious. The Harry potter characters belong to the amazing J.K Rowling. Please R&R.

Chapter 4: Tea Please

After dinner, Remus asked Laura to join him for tea and she greatly accepted.

"So, what brings up to Hogwarts?" Laura asked as she took a cup from Remus.

"Uh, business...with Dumbledore," he said while averting his eyes.

"Oh," she said while sipping on her tea. "Can you tell me about the Order of the Phoenix?"

Nearly choking on the tea, Remus forced the words to form, "How do you know about the Order?!"

"Well, Dumbledore asked me if I would join the Order since I didn't agree with the Ministry of Magic about the way they handled Lord Voldemort's return..Also, my parents were in the order."

Before he could answer, a knock came at the door. Remus opened the door and there stood Professor Snape.

"Ah, Severus! Would you like to join us for tea?" Remus asked, holding the door open widely.

"No," he hissed while handing Remus a large goblet.

"Suit yourself. I kindly thank you for the potion." Remus closed the door and downed the contents as quickly as possible. When finished, he made a face as he set the goblet on a nearby table. He sat back down and cleared his throat as he looked at Laura and finally said, "I knew your name sounded familiar, your parents were Aurors, right?"

Taking in a deep breath, she answered, "Yes, they were indeed! They..um... were killed by Voldemort. I was here at Hogwarts in my 6th year when it happened. I was so mad that I actually left to go search for him. Ha! I had actually thought that I could take on the Dark Lord."

Salty tears found their way down her face. Remus reached up to wipe them away with a handkerchief, but her eyes flashed dangerously and she withdrew her face from him.

"No! Please, don't!" She got up quickly and ran as if her life depended on it, not knowing where to go.

Severus Snape sat behind his desk thinking of a lesson plan for the upcoming year, and he was thinking of all the possible ways he could give Harry Potter and his cronies as much bloody hell as possible.

Placing his fingers to his temples, he massaged a growing headache. The pain was almost unbearable as he went to search his private storage. Finally, he found what he was looking for, took a small vial from the cabinet and examined its contents for spoilage. Finding no fault, he swallowed the potion and was soon feeling relief. Snape then went back to his lesson plan for the third years.

Thinking to himself, he started writing down the lesson. "Lesson 1) Vampires, Lesson 2) Werewolves, Lesson 3) Boggarts...wait, scratch that...skip boggarts. That damn Longbottom will probably piss in his pants the next time he sees one."

Just as he finished his plans, a searing pain shot through his left forearm. This could only mean one thing. Rolling up the sleeve to his robe, he revealed the Dark Mark that was burning a fiery red. He was calling them to his side; Voldemort had something to say or prove to his followers.

Not being able to apparate at Hogwarts, Snape quietly made his way to Hogsmeade.

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