here we are, ladies and gents, chptr 3.
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Chapter 3: Christmas Eve 3
Snape was watching McGonagall and Kingsley trying to whip each other soundly in their continues game of wizard chess.
It was not like he wanted to, this christmas eve that he would rather have spent back in spinners end, then stuck here with 9 full grown red headed firebrands, plus the medal worthy stinkers known as Dumbledore's God Forsaken Order. Add on top of that the screams of thet newborn mini potter/wesley, and Severus Snape was not happy.
The only little glimmer of happiness he had found in the shambles The Wesleys called home……… was her.
He had seen the Potions Mistress grace the outside elements with her presence only minuets before, and he had hoped that the shivering cold might bring her staggering back to the warm fireplace that he was gracing with his form. As he stared into the reflection of the fire in his fire-whisky glass, he guessed that she might be huddled in the kitchen with that sorry excuse for a werewolf, but he would rather mull over that smile he had seen on her face in those rare moments, then conclude that she might be avoiding him.
Severus was wakened from his pleasant musings, to the banshee like shriek that had controlled the Wesley children from dawn to dusk.
'Ron, I need help with this firewood NOW!"
He rolled his eyes, but then nearly dropped his glass in shock to hear the scream that followed this restrictive order
"ARRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
That yell, even though it was eardrum splitting loud, and the thuds reminiscent of a heard of elephants going up the stairs was disorientating, yet was recognisable to he who devoured every word that left her lips
It was Hermionie's
"Snape"
"Yes Kingsley"
"What was that about?"
"I have no idea..."
"Well, aren't you going to find out?"
"And why should I Mirevina ?
To that, Kingsley and McGonagall only raised an eyebrow
Snape silently fumed, thinking "That Jamaican basturd and inbred cat know too much, but I suppose I should check on her... gives me a feasible excuse to go to her room..."
He rose, his billowing black robes creating large shadows over the chess playing pair, and exited to the kitchen where he believed the scream originated.
"Remus"
"Snape"
He glared at the aging wolf man, taking in his dishevelled appearance, but took a split second to notice the safe symbol of friendship hidden behind the grey lashes, and decided to use this weakness to his advantage. He sat, hoping to extract so information about his willow haired goddess.
"I was concerned before, when I heard that..."
SLAM!
Both of the kitchens residents jumped, swivelling their necks to view what seemed to be a black blob wearing a spiky read beanie, enter through the kitchen door.
"Ah, Hello Ron, care to join me", Lupin joked, taking the still steaming goblet in the air.
"I wouldn't shake that goblet around Remus, I'm not spending 9 hours over a hot cauldron twice in a week, just because you're a klutz."
The skinny male extracting himself from the coat shook his head "Since when do you call him Remus?"
"Since now, Mr Wesley, not that its' any of your concern".
Lupin just stared at the two bickering men, then tried to resume his previous conversation, motioning with his hand for Ron to seat himself.
"Sev, you were saying?"
"Ye, I was trying to discover where that unholy scream came from... Do either of you have any idea?"
The youngest male Wesley just banged his head on the table's surface, while Remus tried to look nonchalant.
"Come on gentlemen, no secrets here", the bat referenced man stated, closing, silencing, and locking the doors into the space.
"Well..."
"Yes Remus?"
Remus looked at Ron, then back to his fellow professor.
"He did it again"
Ron moaned into the table, not believing his ex-teacher was betraying this, his most embarrassing secret.
"Did what Remus?"
"He proposed to..."
"WHAT?"
The two other men gaped at the size that the Potion's Masters mouth had become.
"Ronald Bilus Wesley, I do hope that for your sake, that that racket was not caused by your proposing marriage to my teaching assistant AGAIN?"
Ron stared, never seeing this spy so frazzled, so shaken, so... stressed
Lupin finaly drew breath in the silence between the two men
"What, Snape, are we jealous or something?"
"You better be joking... wolf", Snape spat, trying to control his emotions before either of the males discovered his one true weakness.
"If you were Harry, I'd say you were" the human matchstick mumbled.
Well, thank the lord I'm not Harry Stuffing Potter, or I might just have to wring your scrawny little neck" the bat hollered, raising himself and pouncing on the unsuspecting 24 year old, grabbing his shoulders and rolling him on to the floor.
"Boys, stop it", yelled Remus, trying to pull the two fully-grown men apart, then throwing a desperate disarming spell at the thrashing bundle, sending both men to either side of the kitchen.
"Snape, get out", Lupin growled, yellow flashing in his otherwise blue eyes.
The once considered traitor gravely rose himself from the linoleum, glared fiercely at the red haired boy, and crashed through the charmed door, breaking the spell in a startling red flash.
"I can't believe I just did that. Snape, I think you just gave up the act" the hook nosed man mumbled, as he dragged himself up the stairs, just n time to see HER, in all her glory, depart wonder boys room for her own, further down the hall
He stared as the fountain of curls slipped behind her closing door, and whispered so not even the smallest sprite could have heard.
"God knows, goddess, what I will do to keep you to myself."
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