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Snape's Little Secret
Chapter II: The Room
The large room we just entered had several pictures – of Harry. "Why would someone like Snape want pictures of him?"
"I don't know Draco." I picked up a picture of Harry that was on a table. Maybe Snape is some sorta creepy petifile or something?
*Clunk*
"Hey Lily, check this out: Snape's got a trunk full of Muggle weapons. And look over here, it's a map!"
"Are you that easily amused?" I glanced at the map. It had a whole lot of stuff on it. "Hogwarts, Lily and James' house, hey that's my name! Uh the Durskeys? No wait the Dursleys, that's it. I think I've heard of Arabella Doreen Finch before, I'm just not sure where. Hogsmeade, this map is wicked messed up!"
Draco snickered as he tried to write something on a piece of parchment without me seeing.
I quickly pounced on him taking the parchment from him. "The Weasley's House? Honestly how old are you, ten? Do you think that you're just gonna go to their house and terrorize them? I don't think so."
We walked around the room finding more and more stuff pertaining to Harry. Draco glanced at his watch. "Lunch is almost over, we better clear out of hear before Snape comes back." He turned to leave. I didn't move. "Aren't you coming?"
"Yeah, you go ahead. I'll catch up with you later. I wanna check this place out a little more."
"Suit yourself, but don't caught." And he ran out of the room leaving me in the "Harry Shrine."
"Snape had to be following him to something. Didn't he used to be a Death Eater? Maybe Voldemort is still has influence on Snape. . . or maybe Snape's protecting Harry. . . like a bodyguard or something. . . nah, Snape hates him too much. . ."
I heard footsteps coming down the corridor towards the door. "Oh shit, please don't be Snape, don't be Snape, don't be Snape!" I ran and hid under a table with a velvety, red tablecloth. The large, wooden door opened with a loud squeak. I could hear the person walking around the room. Eventually, I could tell they were at the trunk of weapons and were rummaging through it so I decided to take a peek at who it was. I carefully lifted the tablecloth, but I didn't see just one person by the trunk, there was another person standing a few feet away from me. These two people were Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape.
What? Why does Dumbledore know about this room and does he know that Snape is following Harry? This is wicked weird. . .but then that means Snape isn't working for Voldemort, or is he. . .
At the moment I was grabbed by the arm and pulled up from under the table. "What exactly are you doing here Thatcher?" Snape asked as he relaxed his grip on my arm.
"I. . . I was just curious of what was in here."
"This room is secret and meant to be kept that way." He tightened his grip as he said this.
"Severus, let go of Ms. Thatcher. I see no reason why we shouldn't tell her about this room and its contents."
"But Albus, she's just a student. She'll probably go off and tell Malfoy everything we tell her." She had no idea at that moment how important that statement was.
"Professors, you know I wouldn't do that." He already knows the rooms here, so it wouldn't be like I was telling him about anything he didn't already know existed.
"I know that Lily. You shall learn the secret about this room in due in due course, but now is not that time. There are too many creatures that could hear and rely that information to the wrong ears. In due course, Ms. Thatcher, in due course."
I looked at the both of them for a moment, then at the floor, not knowing what to say.
"I believe we all have places to be," Snape said, glaring at me.
"Yes, yes. Why don't you run along now, Ms. Thatcher?"
"Yes, sir." And I ran off down the corridor back to the dungeons.
Snape's Little Secret
Chapter II: The Room
The large room we just entered had several pictures – of Harry. "Why would someone like Snape want pictures of him?"
"I don't know Draco." I picked up a picture of Harry that was on a table. Maybe Snape is some sorta creepy petifile or something?
*Clunk*
"Hey Lily, check this out: Snape's got a trunk full of Muggle weapons. And look over here, it's a map!"
"Are you that easily amused?" I glanced at the map. It had a whole lot of stuff on it. "Hogwarts, Lily and James' house, hey that's my name! Uh the Durskeys? No wait the Dursleys, that's it. I think I've heard of Arabella Doreen Finch before, I'm just not sure where. Hogsmeade, this map is wicked messed up!"
Draco snickered as he tried to write something on a piece of parchment without me seeing.
I quickly pounced on him taking the parchment from him. "The Weasley's House? Honestly how old are you, ten? Do you think that you're just gonna go to their house and terrorize them? I don't think so."
We walked around the room finding more and more stuff pertaining to Harry. Draco glanced at his watch. "Lunch is almost over, we better clear out of hear before Snape comes back." He turned to leave. I didn't move. "Aren't you coming?"
"Yeah, you go ahead. I'll catch up with you later. I wanna check this place out a little more."
"Suit yourself, but don't caught." And he ran out of the room leaving me in the "Harry Shrine."
"Snape had to be following him to something. Didn't he used to be a Death Eater? Maybe Voldemort is still has influence on Snape. . . or maybe Snape's protecting Harry. . . like a bodyguard or something. . . nah, Snape hates him too much. . ."
I heard footsteps coming down the corridor towards the door. "Oh shit, please don't be Snape, don't be Snape, don't be Snape!" I ran and hid under a table with a velvety, red tablecloth. The large, wooden door opened with a loud squeak. I could hear the person walking around the room. Eventually, I could tell they were at the trunk of weapons and were rummaging through it so I decided to take a peek at who it was. I carefully lifted the tablecloth, but I didn't see just one person by the trunk, there was another person standing a few feet away from me. These two people were Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape.
What? Why does Dumbledore know about this room and does he know that Snape is following Harry? This is wicked weird. . .but then that means Snape isn't working for Voldemort, or is he. . .
At the moment I was grabbed by the arm and pulled up from under the table. "What exactly are you doing here Thatcher?" Snape asked as he relaxed his grip on my arm.
"I. . . I was just curious of what was in here."
"This room is secret and meant to be kept that way." He tightened his grip as he said this.
"Severus, let go of Ms. Thatcher. I see no reason why we shouldn't tell her about this room and its contents."
"But Albus, she's just a student. She'll probably go off and tell Malfoy everything we tell her." She had no idea at that moment how important that statement was.
"Professors, you know I wouldn't do that." He already knows the rooms here, so it wouldn't be like I was telling him about anything he didn't already know existed.
"I know that Lily. You shall learn the secret about this room in due in due course, but now is not that time. There are too many creatures that could hear and rely that information to the wrong ears. In due course, Ms. Thatcher, in due course."
I looked at the both of them for a moment, then at the floor, not knowing what to say.
"I believe we all have places to be," Snape said, glaring at me.
"Yes, yes. Why don't you run along now, Ms. Thatcher?"
"Yes, sir." And I ran off down the corridor back to the dungeons.