Author's Note: Welcome to another hazelphoenix production! While this one is listed as an incomplete chapter fic, it will not be updated very regularly, but over a couple of days, we will be posting a collection of one-shots here and there which should keep you interested while we work on other fics. :)
"Hey, Snivelly!"
Severus gritted his teeth and plunged his hand into his robe and took out his wand. "I'm warning you, Black, Potter."
"Oooo, Prongsie," Black said dramatically as Pettigrew snickered and Lupin frowned slightly. "Old Snivvy here's warning us. Wotcha warning about, Sniv? Your breath? Your hair? Your-"
He's a bully, just a bully, he's a bully, don't give in… Severus chanted silently.
"Don't go on, Pads. It'll take you forever!" Potter stopped him and laughed the way Severus so despised.
He's a bully, just a bully, he's a bully, don't give in, don't give in...
"Oh, bet I know. D'you know, Pete?" Black motioned for Pettigrew to come forward.
Don't give in, don't give in…
"H-his face?" Pettigrew suggested timidly.
"Close," said Black. "All of him!"
DON'T GIVE IN, DON'T GIVE IN...
"He's so ugly," agreed Potter. "Guess we'd better fix him up." He lifted his wand and brandished it at Severus, and he could contain his rage no longer.
"Reducto!" He yelled. An explosive wave of power shot from his wand towards Potter and Black.
"Protego!" Potter shouted.
"Flagrate!" Black cursed. A ring of hot fire nearly took Severus's head off, and he dodged as he taunted, "Is that an almost Dark spell I see, Black? I suppose you aren't all that different from your family than you thought!"
"Avis! Oppugno!" Black shrieked, and a flock of angry yellow birds swarmed towards Severus.
He smiled grimly.
He had been waiting for the opportunity to use the spells he created. He had invented a spell that could turn the live enchantment against its caster.
If a particular spell(Avis or Oppugno) was used, he could turn it into tiny, beating monsters that would surely maul Potter and Black to bits.
He hadn't wanted to risk Potter or Black learning this spell, so he had created one to mask it. "Verba macula!" He cried.
Instantly, he had no clue what he was saying, but from the looks of them, Potter and Black felt the same. Finally, his perfect, cruel spell. "Indico draconifors!"
Potter frowned as the yellow birds turned black and morphed into tiny little dragons with sharp claws that were racing towards him.
Potter shouted something intelligible and twirled his wand in a circle. A bubble formed around the birds and Black smirked.
He opened his mouth and waved his wand, saying something that made Severus's beautiful creation vanish into the wind.
Severus released the Word Blur Spell. Potter and Black were speaking.
"Oi, Sniv, it's class time!" Potter shouted.
He Summoned his broom and Black's and they were about to hop on when Severus ran forward and smashed Black into the ground.
"Tell me, Black!" He hissed. "Where do you go when you disappear every month! Is it true?! Are you really-"
"You want to know..." Black whispered, a manic smile on his face. "You want to know...Fine. You wanna find out? Shove a stick at the root of the Whomping Willow and head inside - better hope your nose grease doesn't make your hands slip. Got that, Snivvy?!" He shoved Severus off him and leapt on the broom. Severus didn't bother trying to stop him. His mind was whirling with realizations and he had a plan.
He was going to the Shrieking Shack.
Tonight.