Author Notes: I can't read the Anne Rice books Murielmodel. I can't read any books that I've seen the movie of, which stinks because books are so much better than movies!
Occasus, Silverthreads, and Murielmodel, thank you so much for reviewing the last chapter. I've gone humming to class every time I see reviews. It kinda freaked out my mentoring teacher, but luckily it wasn't life-threatening shock. Humdity Hum Hum Hum. Hey I'm doing it again! Review please.
Disclaimer: I don't want to say it, but I must. It's very painful though, so I'll say it quickly "idon'towntheHarryPotterseries".
Chapter 5
No, Remus dear, I'm afraid he just left", darn he'd have to wait. Just when he'd mustered the courage to talk to Dumbledore about this he-," but he told me to tell you that you're both going to visit Mr. Snape tomorrow."
His heart filled, and he felt like hugging Molly. He was going to leave this lonely, unvisited, room! Leave this house tomorrow at-," Molly what time?"
"Around noon, and I'll make sure to let you know", she said before the next question could form in his mind.
"Thank you", he said sincerely. He really meant it. He was so grateful and happy that he felt like singing, but as his singing voice was mediocre at best he stuck with his better musical talent, and played the happiest song he knew. For those who passed his door on the way to bed, or bathroom, it was a welcome relief from the depressing sad tunes that could normally be heard. People resumed work whistling the song, after hearing it.
Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,
I would be honored to have you as a guest in my home. Your concern for my Severus lightens my heart greatly. Such caring for a former employee deserves to be commended. I would be delighted, and I'm sure Severus would be to, to have you over.
If only my dear son wasn't sick, that is. He's pale and bedridden. I would feel dreadful if you and this Mr. Lupin were to catch something. I would be happy to reschedule to a later date.
Sincerely yours,
Cerebus Snape.
Dumbledore looked at the letter, an odd look coming into his face. This was interesting, Severus never stayed in bed when he was sick. In fact, you'd never know he was sick until he collapsed from exhaustion or something, and that meant that this must be serious. Or a lie, which might mean that Snape senior was involved with Deatheaters after all. It was with mounting determination that he wrote out his reply.
Dear Mr. Snape,
I am pleased that you would like to have me over. I have a medi-witch friend of mine, and Severus's, who has offered to assist him recover from this illness. It's really no trouble, and I'm sure it won't take but a few minutes for him to be cured. You don't have to worry. I take full responsibility for any illnesses that befall Mr. Lupin, or myself, on our visit tomorrow. We are most anxious to see him, as I'm sure he is about us. I shall see you at one.
Albus Dumbledore.
He sent the letter, and sat back in his chair wondering what would happen tomorrow.
Author Notes: It's a very small interlude I know, but it just doesn't fit with what I have in mind for the next chapter. They don't connect. Methinks this should have been in the last chapter. Hopefully, I'll get the next one where I want it today. If not, It should be posted tomorrow. Kay?