Two men walked into his office, Dr. Hector saw from his window. One carrying a cloak of some odd material. He looked at the camera as they entered the hall. One was his patient. The other a younger man, who threw the cloak over himself and disappeared. Ah. An invisibility cloak. Interesting.

His receptionist greeted his patient as usual and directed him to his office. He wondered if the hidden young man would be coming in too, but the quick opening and closing of the door convinced him there could not have been enough time for him to slip in.

"Ah, Seferat. Do sit down. How have you been since our last conversation?"

Meanwhile, Neville looked around the waiting room. It was pleasant, light, and with a large aquarium. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then he turned around.

Severus was calmly talking to the doctor when they heard crashing, cursing and screams from the waiting room area. Neville burst in, dragging the kicking receptionist with him. His cloak, unfortunately, still covered everything but his head, making the whole scene all the more strange to behold.

"She…she is what you sensed," he panted, throwing the girl down on the floor and sealing the door with a quick wave of his wand.

The doctor stared, dumbstruck, but Severus moved quickly. He dragged the girl up from the floor and bound her to a chair.

"I already thought you look vaguely familiar."

The girl spit in his face. "You filthy traitor."

Neville took off the cloak. "Sorry about barging in, sir," he said to the now recovering Hector.

Severus wiped the saliva off his face. "I really don't like that," he said conversationally, before sitting down at a safe distance.

Neville sighed. "I caught her listening in on you, and writing notes in this book," he held it up, "it's addressed to MacNair. Thank Merlin she didn't get to send it."

The girl glared at him.

The doctor sat down behind his desk. "Would you care to explain what is going on, young man?"

Neville threw the booklet on the desk. "Your receptionist was about to give information about our whereabouts to the remaining Death Eaters in hiding. She's been listening in on your conversations. Sev told me a few days ago that he always sensed something was wrong when he came here, so I offered to come with him today, in my cloak, and check it out."

"I remember you," Severus said suddenly, looking intensely at the girl, "You were in Hufflepuff. I had just started teaching when you came to Hogwarts. You are related to MacNair."

The girl kept silent.

"What are we going to do now?" Neville asked, "we can't just let her go. We can't send her to the Ministry either, she'd tell them all about you."

Severus frowned. "True. We'd need a very strong memory charm for that to be an option. Any ideas, Doctor? She is your receptionist after all."

Hector leaned back in his chair. "As it happens, I am an expert in memory charms. My charms have never yet been broken. I could put one on her so she'd forget ever seeing you. Then I could hand her over to your Ministry, saying she has been caught communicating with a Death Eater still on the run. I'd leave her information about everything else intact, so she can tell them where to find this MacNair. But I am surprised that you could sense something was going on. I had no idea she'd ever do something like this."

Severus shrugged. "I've had my whole life to hone skills like that."

Neville came home a week later, tired from a day's work, to find Severus immersed in a large number of leaflets.

"Hey Sev. Any news?"

"Doctor Hector has sent the girl to England after modifying her memory. He hired a new receptionist and allowed me to use Legimency to make sure this one is trustworthy. She is. Right now, though, Brett Eastman, our neighbor down the road, has asked me to come with them on a riding trip."

"Riding?"

"He and some of his friends will be going on a trip for a week, on horseback. I learned to ride when I was young and he has kindly let me practice on his horses. He invited me along on this trip, and I liked the idea. Is that ok?"

Neville raised his eyebrows. "Honestly, Sev, what do you need my permission for? If you want to do this, by all means, go! Enjoy yourself. It sounds like a lot of fun."

Severus bit his lip. "It's one of those issues Hector and I have been discussing lately. It's been so long since I could make my own decisions, I'm not used to that anymore."

Neville sat down. "I know. I need to apologize to you, Sev, for forcing you to see a doctor. I shouldn't have done that."

The potions master waved it aside. "It's ok, you just wanted to help me. While I did not like it, you were right about me needing it. And you didn't want anything from me except to be well."

"I'll try not to do it again. Hey, if you're going with Brett and his friends, then what are all these for?"

Severus grinned. "Brett is afraid I can't do wilderness survival. He told me to read these and get a proper kit. He's gonna help me pack and all. It'll be interesting to do this all the muggle way."

"I wish I could see that," Neville grinned.

"No doubt. I'll take my wand of course, but I'll try not to cheat…much."

"It's a good idea," Hermione said.

Lupin nodded. "Certainly. And a project week sounds like fun. Interhouse sounds good too, make sure the students mingle a bit more. Especially for Slytherin House. The other Houses would loose more of their prejudices against them if they worked together more."

The Headmistress nodded. "I agree, and as everyone is in favor, I'd say we do it. Ben, it's your idea, why don't you organize it?"

The Herbology teacher nodded. "I'd love to, but it's a lot of work to do on my own."

"Well, you don't need me," Ron said.

"Not enough time," both Hermione and Lupin said.

Harry snorted. "Oh come on, guys. It'll be fun. I'll help, Ben. Let's get together sometime later this week and set it up, ok?"

Professor Lance smiled and nodded. "That would be excellent, Harry."

"What's that?"

"A shot."

"Humph?"

"Muggle medicin. You see the needle? You stick it into someone's rear end and push in the liquid."

"That's….barbaric! Sounds perfect. So, are you going to use it on him?"

"If he behaves like a lunatic again, yes, most certainly."

"What exactly does it do?"

"It puts him to sleep immediately. For about a week."

"Oh that is wonderful."

"What is wonderful?"

"Oh, hi Rufus. Benjamin was just telling us about the progress he made on his plan."

"Excellent! What is the plan?"

"We're setting up a project week at Hogwarts. Harry and I are organizing it together. Plenty of opportunities."

"Very good indeed! And how is the progress on Snape?"

"Well, he's still…you know…dead. No signs of resurrection whatsoever."

SEETHING RAGE

"Erm, Ben? Now would be a good time to use that shot. MacNair is turning rather blue."

"AARGHHH!" (THUD)

"That's better. Did you have to provoke him like that, MacNair?"

"I wasn't in the mood for his crap. My niece was thrown into Azkaban for trying to write to me. They are trying to get her to tell me where to find us."

"Is she a danger to us?"

"Not anymore. Unfortunately the sweets I brought her when I went to visit were…past their expiring dates."

"Shame, really."

"Yeah. Oh well, I got two dozen nieces and honestly, I didn't know her that well."

"But still, family, eh? Always harder."

"True. Though the servings of turkey at Christmas get bigger every year."

"That's right, focus on the positive."

A/N excessivelyperky, I liked your idea of the drugs so much I couldn't resist using it. Thanks!