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Chapter Nineteen
The Most Sarcastic Mirror You ever Saw

On the following Friday in mid November Severus Snape stood in front of his full-length mirror looking at himself with disgust. He had on black wool pants and a white button down shirt, which he usually wore under his robes, and over this he wore a dark green vest. His hair looked as greasy as ever and in his opinion, white shirt or not, his skin had never looked paler.

"Wow! Breaking out of your usual grave attire I see."

Severus gave a slight jump as he heard the mirror comment on his outfit. It hadn't talked to him in years ever since it had realized that it's smart remarks and rather rude comments had no effect on his never changing appearance.

"Gotta hot date or something?" The mirror ask.

Severus pulled his wand from the pocket of his pants and with Death Eater speed he through a hex at the mirror causing it to bang itself glass first into the wall several times, yet somehow it stayed amazingly unbroken.

Severus stood there watching, waiting for the mirror to say something else, but it seemed to have realized it was better to keep quiet.

A knock sounded at the door. When Severus opened it James, Merra, and Sarah stepped inside.

"Ah, good evening Severus." Said James cheerily as we walked followed by Merra and Sarah.

"Severus!" said Merra in alarm, "you should be ready by now."

Severus hear a faint chuckle coming from the direction of the mirror. Merra must of heard it to for she jumped lightly before walking to it and turning it to face the room once more. As soon as Merra came into its view a high-pitched whistle erupted from the mirror. "And how could a fine thing like you ever befriend something like that."

Merra chuckled while Severus glared. "Charming," she said, turning to face Severus again. "Now about you clothes… This is a nightclub so I doubt something so stiff is needed."

Severus watched as the mage waked right over to his wardrobe and began rummaging threw his drawers. As she threw robe after rode into the air they folded themselves neatly before landing. Out of the corner of his eye he saw James and Sarah retreat towards the far wall well out of reach.

He noticed that all three of the mages had on long, black, silk cloaks but before he could even begin to ponder why his attention was brought back to Merra when she let out a dissatisfy groan. "Well we can certainly rule out that your a very stylish person now can't we." When Severus didn't answer she continued, "Sarah I ask permission to work with your student." Severus watched slightly afraid for what he was in for when Sarah gave a single nod.

Immediately all of Severus' clothes from the waste up fell to the ground fully unbuttoned exposing his well toned but almost pale white chest.

The mage circled around him making him feel rather self-conscience as if he was pray, but he stood tall letting none of his true feelings show on his features.

A white tee-shirt flew into the mages outstretched hand. "Put this on." She said in a demanding tone.

Once Severus had put the garment on she circled him twice more. Place both of her hand firmly on his chest she closed her eyes and waited. After almost a full minute Severus saw his shirt begin to ripple and change shade. I grew from a white into a gray and then the it continued to change into a defiant plum color. The mage opened her eyes to blink a few times and turn up her head to greet him with a smile. His own face remained impassive as he stared back down at her. She then closed her eyes again and pressed even harder into his chest. So hard in fact that Severus found he hard to shift one of his feet back slightly to steady himself. This time the shirt did not change color but it began to tighten. When Merra opened her eyes she smiled at the shirt that now hugged his well defined chest in the form of a mussel shirt.

Twenty minutes later Severus found himself once again in front of his dreadful mirror dressed in one of the most revolting out fits he had ever seen in his life. His newly formed mussel shirt was now black. Over this he wore what had once been a plain white dress shirt was now in the form of a plum dress shirt with the buttons open to reveal the had been tee-shirt below. Merra had also insisted on folding up the sleeves a bit so that they reached the length of a three quarter sleeve, the cuff buttons also undone. On top of that he also wore a jacket made of black dragon hide (which was fake of course). For breeches he wore tight, formfitting pants made of black dragon hide to match the jacket. Then outfit was completed with a pair of black boots and a belt which Severus found odd because the pants had on belt loops. Also the pants were so tight that if Severus had been able to breath he would have protested to wearing one.

"What to you think?" asked Merra, but before Severus could respond the mirror answered for him.

"Wow! Feel free to drop by anytime, my fair lady and relieve me of the stress of looking at those foul black robes every day."

Severus shot the mirror a loathsome glare.

"What do you think?" Merra asked the other two mages that still stood at the far wall of the room nearly out of sight.

Neither one appeared to wish to say anything, maybe out of fear of what would happen to their own outfits, but in the end it was James who stepped forward. "His attire is splendid for our mission, yet… if you'll pardon my saying so, his hair… it still seems to be in the way."

Merra brought her hand to her chin in thought. "You know, I think your right."

"Here, allow me." James walking toward Severus and stepping behind him. In the mirror Severus could see James pull out a black string from his pocket. He gently pulled Severus' hair into a lose ponytail using the sting to make a bow. The only problem was some of the hairs in front of his head were to short and fell into his eyes.

"Finally, a spell I can do." Exclaimed Sarah from the far wall and with that she walked over to them and tapped Severus rather cruelly on the head with her wand muttering a word he couldn't hear. The lose hairs wove their way into the ponytail leaving his vision clear.

"Perfect." Said Merra, "although it might not be a bad idea to add a little blush to his cheeks he's so p-"

"I'm sure he'll be fine." Sarah interrupted hurriedly.

Severus silently praised his teacher as James handed him a small, black bag slightly larger than his hand. "Here, put this on till were able to get off the grounds." Opening the bag Severus pulled out what looked like a black, silk bed sheet. He grabbed a corner of the silken mass, letting the rest tumble down to the floor. When it was unfolded Severus found that it was in fact not a bed sheet but a cloak, identical to the ones the others were wearing.

I don't even want to think about what any of them are wearing under those cloaks. However, even as Severus though such he knew that a very small part of him did in fact, want to know what a certain mage was wearing.

"Come, the others are probably waiting for us in the Entrance Hall by now." Sarah said as she led the way from the Potion Master's quarters. And sure enough as soon as the Entrance Hall floor came into view so did Emma and Neil, both dressed in the same black cloaks as well.

"It's about time." Emma whispered harshly to Sarah who gave a little smile and nodded.

Severus glance around apprehensively wondering what would happen if one of the students were to catch a glimpse of the black cloaked congregation in the hall. When he didn't find a student in sight (which was good because it was a quarter passed eleven and even beyond the seventh years curfew) Severus turned his attention back toward his teacher, who was silently waving for him to fallow her.

Once they had all managed to slip outside undetected Neil and Sarah led the small group towards the castle gates. As they neared them Severus could just make out a faint ball of light and what he thought was a tall, purple figure.

"Good evening mages, or should I say good morning?" Severus knew that Dumbledore was reaching for his pocket watch to check the time even if he couldn't see him doing it. "Yes well, good evening and I wish you luck… Master Inknote, I assume the plans have note changed…"

"No, Headmaster."

"Very well then I look forward to your return in the morning." A the old wizard began to head back towards the castle he kissed Sarah on the cheek shook hands with Neil and as the Headmaster passed him Severus heard a few faint words, "Those pants look quite fetching on you, Severus."

Pulling his cloak back around him, for it had blown back in the wind, Severus gave Dumbledore's receding back a very odd and rather disgusted look.

"Oh look." Said Emma, "The carriage is hear."

"Magnificent…" Breathed James from beside Severus.

All six for them headed towards the carriage Severus saw James walking toward the creature pulling the carriage. "Absolutely beautiful." The mage murmured petting the gruesome creature on the head and starring into its pupil-less eyes.

"It's called a Thestral." Severus said to no one in particular.

James turned to smile as Severus. "So she said."

"What?"

"She also said that she was pulling the carriage that took you back to the castle your fourth year and that she could tell that was your first time seeing them."

This had caught Sarah's attention. "James stop scaring my student."

Severus sneered, "He was not-"

"Are you coming or not?" She asked."

Severus stepped into the carriage without answering. Sarah and James followed him.

Once James sat down the carriage lurched forward. All was quiet momentarily until Emma spoke from her seat on Severus right. "It's a bit eerie looking isn't it?.. You know, that thing that's pulling the carriage." She looked at James as if he knew everything just because he could speak to the animal. Yet he was not the one who replied.

"You can see them?" Severus asked with a calculating look, finding himself genuinely surprised.

"Well of course," answered Merra. "Why wouldn't we?"

All the mages were now giving him strange looks except for Sarah who was starring out the window and James who let out a low chuckle from behind his hand. "Their magic Emma," he said. "You can't see them unless you have seen someone die."

Emma squirmed in her seat and as Merra fiddled with the lining of her cloak.

"We can all see them Severus, so we didn't realize they were suppose to be invisible." Sarah answered blankly from her seat by the window.

The rest of the ride to the gates was uneventful. Merra and James talked lightly to each other, while both Neil and Emma on either side of Severus seemed determined to get him to talk. Severus however found his attention focused on his teacher. She sat in her corner looking out the window, her face as expressionless as ever.

Emma leaned over to speak in a whispered voice to Severus. "She's always like that before she goes into battle, it's one of the many things that make she so real, yet heroic."

"And what battle might you be talking of?" Severus did not bother to keep his voice to a whisper so he managed to get Neil and James's attention, Merra was still fiddling with her cloak.

Whispering Emma gave him his answer, "Why, one of the many battles of the Second Wizarding War."

Severus's brain came to a screeching halt. He had, had no idea that that they even knew the extent of what was happening, but as he looked around the carriage he realized that between Merra's fiddling and Sarah's starring these mages new exactly what was going on and they knew exactly what was at risk.

The carriage slowed before coming to a stop. Severus was the last to step out after Sarah. As he made the mild leap down from the high carriage he head at sighed whisper coming from his teacher.

"Let the games begin."

As for the length I had a deadline, don't bug me. (Yell at BlackFire;)

I will continue to write so… yeah.

I hope you all enjoyed Severus's rather sarcastic mirror. I thought it was a perfect contrast to his character.

Thanks BlackFire and please I would like my head to stay wear it is… PLEASE! Let me keep my head!

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