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This is for the Harry Moody Fanfiction Challenges forum
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17. (Book title) The Professor
A/N II: Gemma Farley is not an OC she is listed as a Slytherin.
"She was arrested three weeks ago, for burning a muggle family's home to the ground. Do you know where she is now?"
"Why would I?"
"She was your former student, in your house, Severus."
"I don't keep track of my former students, Mr. Moody. Now, I know you know where the door is, let yourself out."
"I'll be in touch, Professor."
"Unfortunately I believe you," Severus stated watching Mr. Moody leave. He turned to his inner rooms.
"You may come out now, Ms. Farley. I believe Mr. Moody has left for now." A young woman strolled out of Severus' sitting room glaring at him.
"What did he want?"
"He claims you burned down a house."
"Oh, that, that wasn't me, Professor."
"I know. Ms. Farley, I know. I was there." Gemma's eyes widened.
"I...you're a..." She turned towards the door.
"You came here for my help."
"I didn't know you were a Death Eater," she hissed the words. Severus didn't even blink. Gemma Farley's family was more in the gray area when it came to the war. He knew Lord Voldemort had tried recruiting her father, who held a nice position in the ministry. These attempts had not yet been successful.
"Did you really believe I wasn't? Did you really believe I wasn't on His side?" The young woman nodded.
"I had heard...hoped, maybe you might be able to help me escape."
"Escape what exactly, Miss Farley? The war, no, I can not help you escape the war, any more than I can escape it myself. The school, you've already graduated. It was your choice to come back here. Escape from Him? He has his sights on you. For what reason?"
"Not me," Gemma whispered. "A muggle-born, my half sister...my mother decided to slum it and keep the result." Gemma's face curled to a snarl.
"Why would I help you?"
"You were my head of house for years, you're not nearly as dark as you want people to believe. Please, Professor Snape. I don't care for the brat, but I had to ask. I'll be taking my leave now."
"Miss Farley, the Green Dragon restaurant, seven tonight, bring your sister and ask for Peregrine. She'll make sure the little muggle-born gets to a safe house. This ends our conversation. If you are not there at that time, then the deal is off. Understand." She nodded scurrying from Severus' chambers.
He watched her go, hoping she would show, that he had managed to save her sister. At least it would be one muggle-born whose blood wasn't on his hands.