Ok the second chapter didn't take too long to write. I think I've got a plot in my mind or something. Anyway here it is. I still dont give a rats ass if you dont like it, but I DO WANT TO HEAR YOUR REVIEWS!
Disclaimer: Again I do not own any of this but the plot.
The Unwanted Houseguest:
I must be loosing it. Severus thought to himself as he swept back inside." The pot was probably broken by something in the wind. How could the door be knocked on by the wind though?"
Even as he tried to assure himself that it was nothing out of the ordinary, he found himself thinking about enhancing his home securities. Snape had been positive no one would attack him in his home. Actually he didn't even think anyone knew where he lived. Well, except for the Dark Lord, Narcissa, and Bellatrix
He yawned widely and headed up the stairs to his room. As he went, he could distinctly hear the sound of Wormtail rummaging about in his hovel behind the bookcase. Severus was only putting up with Wormtail on his master's orders. The Dark Lord said he put Wormtail at his house to assist him, but he knew his master was hiding Wormtail. He was in the Potter Boy's debt after all.
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"Did he just go upstairs?" Ginny breathed.
The cupboard was musty and cramped. The four of them could barely fit, even when Ron and Ginny pressed themselves against the wall. They stood quite still in fear that they would reveal their hiding place.
"I'm sure that was his footsteps on the stairs." Hermione whispered.
Harry cautiously cracked the door. All the lamps had been extinguished and the fire put out. They crept out into the sitting room and began to explore old Snape's possessions. The walls were covered in brown and black books. There was an aged green armchair sitting by the fireplace, a sofa that was falling apart, and a small unsteady table between them.
"That was a close shave." Ron sighed collapsing on the sofa breathing deeply. "I'm sure Snape felt me pass him.."
"Ron, this is no time to relax!" Hermione snapped. "Snape could come back down at any minute."
"Let him relax, Hermione." Ginny said also collapsing on the sofa.
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny continued to argue paying no attention to Harry, who was rummaging through the bookshelves. Half the books seemed to be written in some language he couldn't decipher. The other books were filled with complex potions and horrific curses.
He pulled out a particularly large book and began to flip through the damp pages. About three-fourths into the book, Harry found a spell written in symbols. However, there was a picture of two wizards facing each other that were (unless Harry was mistaken) practicing Occlumency.
"Hermione come here a minute." He whispered. "I need you to try and read this for me."
She crouched down beside Harry and took the book from him. "I'm sure this is what I've been studying in Ancient Ruins. Ok…. Um… Prevent enemies f-from invading mind. Oh, this is a spell that prevents someone from using Legilimency against you!"
Harry gapped at her. He didn't even think a spell like that existed. "H-Hermione. Do you think Snape used that so Dumbledore couldn't see that he was betraying him? That's it! He made sure that Dumbledore couldn't read him! Think we can put that thing on me?"
"Harry," she said with a look of dawning on her face, "I think Dumbledore already put that on you! That's why you didn't get any of those dreams last year, and why your scar didn't hurt anymore!"
Harry was used to Dumbledore putting protection enchantments on him, but he still got shocked when someone does something to him that he has no idea about.
"Right." He whispered pulling out his wand. "Lets start on Snape."
He put his wand hand on a shelf above him to pull himself up. When his wand pointed straight towards the case, the case flew open with a band to reveal a flight of stairs.
"Oh shit!" Ginny jumped up and moved over to the new door. Ron followed close behind her.
"Muffliato!" Harry mumbled pointing upstairs, praying Snape hadn't heard them. Harry carefully placed his foot on the first step. Nothing dangerous seemed to be happening, so they continued up the staircase.
As they crept up the stairs, they could hear monstrous snoring coming from the room above. They glanced at each other swiftly before continuing. It seemed that they believed whatever the thing that was snoring was; it was asleep and currently oblivious to the four people creeping to its bedroom.
They emerged into a small dingy room with no source of light. On the floor near the door was a plate of wizard crackers and a large box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, a gray travel pillow lay in the corner along with a few checkered blankets, but the thing that shocked them the most was laying right in the middle of the room.
There was a short and pudgy balding man fast asleep on the stone floor. He had tiny watery eyes and a rather pointed nose. Not unlike a rats appearance. This man's name was Peter Petigrew or more commonly known asWormtail.