Snape Revealed Shorts, Story ONE:
Lost and Found
Part Ten: Rupert
AN: JK Rowling created most of these characters and the universe from which they hail…
Okay, we all knew this was coming. Even before I got pregnant I thought about writing a Snape and baby story. This takes place about 2 yrs after Severus arrives at Hogwarts to teach. He's had roughly 22 months to mourn for Lily and his involvement in her demise and has been having a very rough go of it. Some other tragic things have occurred as well since Lily's death that he's also trying to cope with.
(I'll be perfectly honest with you; I've forgotten a lot of what I wrote in part II and what I did write in part III of Severus Snape Revealed. I'm confused if I wrote things, or meant to, and don't have the time to go back to research. If I make a blatant mistake that goes against canon or against my own canon and someone calls me out on it, I'd really appreciate it, and I'll go back and correct it.)
Not beta'd…still need to find someone willing! ;-)
"Rupert? Rupert? You named your baby Rupert?" Severus asked as the woman reached for the baby and grabbed him with great force out of Severus's arms.
"Rupert! Where did you find him?" she cried happily. Being torn out of Severus's arms with such speed made Rhys being to cry and reach for Severus, whose heart was breaking. Maggie cried and clung onto her baby boy with all her might as the three men stood at her doorstep. "Oh my precious baby!" she continued to cry. Rhys had stopped reaching for Severus, but he did look very confused and uncomfortable.
"Miss…" Dumbledore spoke before being interrupted.
"Oh thank God! Thank God! Rupert!" the tear-filled woman said, kissing her boy on the cheek repeatedly. "I thought the worst!" she sobbed. Rhys again looked at Severus and reached his arms out for him.
"May we enter?" Dumbledore asked.
"Where did you find him?" she asked Severus who was at a loss for words for a few moments. "Oh my precious baby boy!" she said, kissing on Rhys's cheeks over and over again.
"Miss, may we enter please…" Dumbledore again asked.
"He was left at our school, we've been caring for him," Severus said with no emotion. Rhys was beginning to cry and squirm.
"Da! Dhhhh-da!" Rhys shouted.
"He talks?" she asked.
"Y-yes…some," Severus replied humbly.
"My sweet boy talks now?" she asked the baby, who continued to cry for and reach for Severus. Maggie stopped staring at her son and then stared oddly at Severus for the first time. She glanced at his eyes, which no doubt frightened her, and then stared him down, from head to toe and back up again. "Um, please, come in…Vicar."
"He's not…" Dumbledore said, as Severus placed his hand up to quiet him.
"May we enter?" Severus asked, suddenly shifting from his learned proper accent back to his Derby tone, to make her feel more at ease.
"Yes! Oh yes, please!" she smiled and then opened the door more widely. The three men entered the very ordinary looking house to find it covered in baby toys. Maggie appeared to be home alone that morning. She closed the door behind them and then sat on the chair closest to the sofa.
"I'm not a Vicar. This is my employer, Albus Dumbledore, he can explain what happened to your son better than I can," Severus stated softly.
"Miss, I am Albus Dumbledore and this is Severus Snape, he's been caring for Rhys…I mean, Rupert, these last few weeks. This is Agent Brody from Law Enforcement."
"Law Enforcement? So you found my son then?" she asked the stout man.
"No, a man named Hagrid did, in a cabbage-patch, just outside our school. The school we teach at, in Scotland," Severus said bluntly.
"And…I'm sorry…cabbage-patch? A school?" she asked as Rhys stopped crying, but still looked rather confused.
"Yes Miss. I am the Headmaster and Severus here works as a Professor. Your son was found by our…groundskeeper…in his garden. It seems Mr. Homer Volgner left him there."
"Homer left my son? He kidnapped him and then dumped him at some school?"
"Well…yes. Now what I'm about to tell you will shock you," Dumbledore warned.
"What's more shockin' than that lousy Homer stealing my son and dumpin' him at some school for Vicars?"
"I'm not a Vicar," Severus said, wondering how Dumbledore was going to dig himself out of that hole.
"What, are ya in some kind of cult then?" she asked as Rhys just smiled and sucked on his thumb.
"You could say that," Severus replied as Dumbledore gave him a look. "What? She can!"
"Miss, you will no doubt find this difficult to believe, but you must hear me out when I tell you this. Homer Volgner, and ourselves, well, we're not like you. We're wizards."
"Wizards?" she asked, and then smiled. "As in…warlocks?" Dumbledore squinted his eyes and made a face as if he'd eaten something sour. "I thought that was all bollocks!"
"Well it's not. It's true. Homer is a wizard and there's a chance your son may be one too."
Maggie began to laugh. Rhys saw her laughing and joined in, but still looked at Severus with longing every few seconds.
"Yes, it may sound funny to you…"
"Well not as funny as you may think. Homer is a warlock then?" she asked.
"Miss, we prefer the term wizard…witch and wizard," Brody replied.
"Well my great-grandfather preferred warlock. I always thought he was kidding, but I guess what he said was true."
"Your great-grandfather was a warlock? What was his name?" Dumbledore asked.
"Ian Lockjoy. He died when I was twelve. He lived to be one-hundred and four. He'd do weird things like make lights go off and on. Everyone just thought he was a loon."
"It's possible he was just joking with you. I've never heard of a wizarding family called Lockjoy," Brody replied as Severus rolled his eyes.
"Whether he was or wasn't, it's imperative we tell you about our world, for you and your son's sake," Dumbledore said to the young woman. "We live in hiding, and we must continue to do so. It's very important you keep this information to yourself, you must tell no one, ever!" Dumbledore urged.
"Why did Homer steal my boy?"
"Mr. Volgner thought it best your son, who's half wizard, be brought up in our world and raised by wizards. His mother on the other hand wasn't pleased and asked Homer to give the boy to a wizarding family to raise, instead he delivered the boy to our school, for us to raise. Severus here has done a great job taking care of your son. He was a Healer and…"
"Healer?"
"Doctor…a pediatrician," Severus interrupted.
"Oh…why the funny gown then?"
"It's what we wear," Severus said.
"But they don't," Maggie noted, pointing at Dumbledore and Brody.
"They thought you'd be more comfortable if they dressed like your kind."
"My kind?" she laughed and then hugged on her son again very tightly. She rocked him on her lap and kissed him on the head repeatedly.
"Yes, Muggles, non-wizarding folk," Dumbledore stated. "What did your great-grand father wear?"
"Oh all sorts of stuff. He was a bit loony. I caught him in a dress once, long one like yours; thought it was a robe. He was an odd man."
"What was his profession?" Severus inquired.
"He owned a shop with my great-grandmother, a shop that sold tea."
"Hmm," Severus replied, not sure if Mr. Lovejoy was a true wizard or true loon or both.
"So if you're a warlock or wizard or whatever, prove it."
"Miss we aren't supposed to…" Dumbledore said as Severus used wandless magic to make a ball of fire appear out of nowhere and hover over the palm of his hand for several seconds. Once the ball vanished he had the lamp on the table nearby switch off and then back on again.
"He used no wand!" Brody said to Dumbledore in an angered tone.
"We're not supposed to perform magic in front of Muggles, but we need to prove to you who we are and who your son may be…using my wand may incriminate me," Severus said, turning his attention to Brody while sneering at him. "Does this prove to you we are who we say we are?" he asked, turning back to face her.
"Wandless magic is dark-magic Albus!" Brody whispered loudly to Dumbledore, who looked very annoyed with Agent Brody to begin with.
"Oh get over yourself," Severus snapped.
"Y-yes, uh, I say….um…my boy, my Rupert, is like you lot?"
"Perhaps not. Has he ever shown any magical abilities? Done anything…odd?" Dumbledore asked.
"No, other than vanishing a few months back and that was Homer's doing…no."
"It's very possible he has inherited no magical abilities, or perhaps very, very few, or maybe he won't show them until he's older. We'll need to keep a close eye on your precious son."
"Yes…Mr. Dunderbore," Maggie said, which made Severus smile. "I can't believe he's home! And we even missed his first birthday," she said, beginning to weep. Severus felt bad for the young woman. He reached into his pocket and handed her a fine, cotton handkerchief with his initials embroidered in Slytherin green on the corner, a set of which was a present from Dumbledore for Christmas the year before. "Thanks," she said, taking the hanky to wipe her eyes.
"Dah! Duh! Daddd-dada!" Rhys screamed and began to cry again. He stared at Severus as if to wonder why Severus wasn't holding him.
"When did he turn one?" Severus asked, all choked up.
"October twelth."
"I recall that day. He actually had cake that day for the very first time," Severus fibbed. "How odd and ironic is that? He loved it. Vanilla, with cream cheese frosting." Dumbledore knew Severus was lying but smiled reassuringly at Maggie anyway.
"Really?" she asked, sniffing and drying her tears.
"Yes. It was mine, he was on my lap, and he just reached for it and gobbled it up. So he did have some cake on his birthday as it turns out."
"Oh, that's so nice," she said with a smile. "Did you enjoy some cake?" she asked her son who stared at Severus with his finger in his mouth. "Mummy baked you a cake on that day, hoping you'd be found," she cried.
"He's been very well taken care of. In truth, we all are so fond of Rhy…I mean uh, Rupert. We've been searching for you the entire time. We just learned of your identity recently."
"I see," she said to Dumbledore. "And what of Homer?"
"Would you like to press charges?" Severus asked.
"Well, yeah. He stole my son!"
Dumbledore looked aggravated and sighed before speaking.
"In truth Miss, I know for a fact, though his crime was heinous, sadly in our world, rights to magical children, well…yes, he'd serve some time, but not a sufficient amount. Most wizards on the Wizen…the uh…court… believe wizards should be raised by other wizards. Though kidnapping is illegal I think many will side with him and his motives in the end and give him a very light sentence."
"That's crap!" Maggie spoke.
"Yes, yes it is," Dumbledore said. "You are free to press charges, but this would mean you would have to testify in our court against him. You'd have to tell everyone how you met and why you let him take Rhys…Rupert…that day…"
"You all keep saying Rhys, who's Rhys?"
"We had no name for him, so we had to just give him one, and Severus chose Rhys."
"That's very odd…my grandfather's name was Rhys," she replied. "He was from Wales."
"I see," Dumbledore said before taking a deep breath. "Unwed parents are not common in our world. It may be frowned upon that you are a single mum….and that you had no real romantic relationship with Mr. Volgner and…"
"So you're sayin' they'd think I'm some kind of whore?"
"No…"
"Yes," Severus replied as Dumbledore glared at him. "What? Yes, it's true. I'm not saying you are," he fibbed. "But that's how the courts will see you. They'll look down on Homer too for not marrying you like a proper wizard should."
"Listen, I'm just saying that Homer and his family will receive a slap on the wrist. Some jail time for him, but there's a chance he could fight for custody and a very, very small chance, he'd win."
"No. Never! He never came around; he never knew I was even pregnant! He gave me some crap-telephone number that never worked after he left that morning and I was left to deal with a pregnancy alone!"
"I commend you for not getting rid of the baby," Severus replied. "Muggles are prone to do that."
"Well I'd not. I'm a Catholic. I'd never," she said in a hushed tone. She stared lovingly at her son and kissed his forehead. "I love Rupert with all my heart, even if Homer is some lying piece of shite!"
"That he is," Severus said as Dumbledore sighed again.
"We placed charms on this house, charms that will keep Homer and his entire family out of his house. He cannot even knock on the door, let alone enter to take the boy. Now outside of the house, that's a different story," Brody spoke. "This afternoon, I'm having a nice long chat with him and his mum. He won't be coming back here or looking to take the child again. I can promise you that. He won't be able to even find this house again."
"You can do that?" she asked.
"It's done. We did," Brody replied.
"But he still can…"
"He won't bother you, I can assure you," Severus interjected. Brody gave Severus a funny look, as did Dumbledore, but Severus didn't care. "If you don't wish to press charges, that's fine, either way, he won't be a problem."
"Oh…well, uh…okay then I guess," Maggie said. "So um…now what?"
"Now you go on with your lives. Please, tell what we divulged to you to no one. If ever you need to speak to us, here is a number you can call, to our contact at your local law enforcement. They can put you in contact with Agent Brody, or myself. If Rhys…Rupert…shows signs of being a wizard, please contact us," Dumbledore said. Rhys continued to squirm in his mother's arms and was still holding his arms out for Severus on occasion.
"I see…and I'll not see you three again?" she asked.
"No. If Rupert is a wizard and you wish to enroll him in our school, Hogwarts, a school for young wizards and witches, when he turns eleven, then we'll meet again. If you need us, we can correspond with you. If you happen to see Homer, which I doubt, contact Agent Brody immediately," Dumbledore urged.
"Oh…um, okay," she said with hesitation. Rhys started to cry and reach for Severus more. Severus couldn't help but reach back.
"May I?" Severus asked Maggie, who handed her son to Severus. Rhys instantly quieted while Severus dried his tears.
"Shh… you're home now. Your mummy is here, and she missed you so much," Severus said to the child, who began to suck his thumb. Maggie reached into her pocket and got out a cigarette. She took out a plastic looking device Severus remembered from his youth from her other pocket and clicked it, but nothing happened.
"Damn lighter don't work," she said with her lips puckered around the unlit cigarette. Severus, again using no wand, outreached his hand and with great concentration made a flame hover over his index finger. She stared at him in amazement and stood still for a moment before leaning in and lighting her cigarette. Severus took a deep breath and made the flame vanish. Using wandless magic to make fire was something that took a lot of practice and something he could only do for a brief amount of time. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it," Severus said, turning back to talk to Rhys. As much as he'd craved cigarettes the last few weeks, he'd actually quit because he didn't want to smoke in front of Rhys. Smelling hers made him long for one, but he also didn't like that she was smoking inside the house with the baby. "Now Rhys…uh, Rupert, be a good boy for your mummy, and eat your veggies!"
"He eats veg?" she asked.
"Oh yes, he likes broccoli and peas and asparagus but lately he won't touch a carrot. Also he's taken to only sleeping on his belly. He goes to bed late, around ten, and wakes up around seven, but goes down for a nap from about nine to eleven and then again from three until five. He's also gotten many teeth," Severus instructed as Maggie took a drag and then began to tear up again.
"I've missed so much," she sobbed and reached for her baby.
"Good-bye Rhys, you're such a good boy," Severus said, kissing the boy on the top of his head and slowly handing him back to his mother. Severus was filled with sadness, and some resentment. He knew Maggie loved her son and Rhys belonged with her, but his selfish side knew he'd miss him terribly. Without Rhys, he would have idle time to think about Lily and Ophelia and other dark things. Without Rhys, he'd sink back into his depression. He held on for the last second before Maggie had him back in her arms. Severus was very upset and turned to leave.
"Here's the number for our contact, his name is Ben. He's what we call a Squib. His parents are wizards but he is not, so he knows about our world, but he's one of you really. He's very kind," Brody said, handing a card to Maggie. Severus took a deep breath and opened the door to leave.
"How, how can I ever thank you?" Maggie spoke to the three men.
"You just did," Dumbledore said with a smile. Severus walked out the door and heard Rhys began to yell.
"Dah! Duuh! Da-Da!" Rhys shouted. Brody and Dumbledore stepped out with him and continued to walk to the front garden gate but Severus stopped and turned back to see Maggie standing with Rhys on her hip. Rhys had tears streaming down his rosy cheeks and his greenish-golden eyes were turning red. Severus approached and placed his hand on Rhys's face. He leaned in and kissed his forehead again and then stared at Maggie.
"Oh by the way…he's walking now," Severus said and then turned and walked out to the street to join Dumbledore and Brody, who stood still waiting for him. Severus walked right passed them quickly, too irritated to stop.
"Severus," Dumbledore said as Severus walked ahead of him.
"Don't talk to me," Severus replied and then Disapparated to the Ministry, and then to Lucius's office, where he was waiting for him.
Lucius was seated behind his desk, with his feet up, exposing his naked, blond-haired legs when Severus just barged in. Lucius appeared shocked, he quickly lowered his feet back to the floor and then exhaled loudly.
"Merlin Severus! Knock much?"
"Shut-up," Severus said snidely and then sat down. Severus took a deep breath and stared at the walls for a moment. "Is he here?"
"Oh yes, been here for quite some time. I take it all went well?"
"She was thrilled to have her child back," Severus admitted.
"Good…shall we visit him then?" Lucius asked, rising from his seat.
"Yes, let's," Severus replied. Severus followed his sage-clad friend through the Ministry where Lucius nodded and greeted several people as he walked by. They entered some 'secret' doors and went to a place very deep in the Ministry that Severus didn't think existed. Finally Lucius used his bejeweled wand to open a door that Severus couldn't even see. Once inside, two very large, cloaked men stood over one Homer Volgner, who sat, chained to a chair, in the center of the barren room.
Severus walked behind Lucius, who walked tall with his hands folded behind his back to the man seated in the center of the room. Homer looked unharmed, but also looked terrified. Lucius motioned to the two goons to leave the room. Severus just glared down at Homer, who looked up at him with fear in his eyes. Lucius was an entirely different kind of person than Severus when it came to this sort of thing. Severus was too angry to be as eloquent.
"Mr. Volgner, do you know who I am?" Lucius asked in a silky but professional tone. The man looked up at Lucius who leered before him, and nodded.
"Yes sir, I know you, I mean, of you, Mr. Malfoy…I think we were in school together for a brief time."
"Very good. Do you know why you are here?"
"N-no…sir…um, why's he here?" Homer asked, looking up at Severus who never once took his eyes off the shivering man.
"I didn't give you permission to ask questions, just answer them. Pay no attention to my friend Severus here. Now, do you know why you are here?"
"Wha'? No, no! I don't!" he screeched.
"Ah, well it seems you did something rather unsavory…rather…unethical of a wizard. Any idea what I may be talking about?" Lucius asked coolly while Severus continued his glare.
"May-maybe, you mean…Rupert?" he asked as Lucius looked to Severus with questioning in his eyes.
"Yes," Severus spoke in a tone just above a whisper.
"Yes, Rupert. You fathered a child, with a Muggle," Lucius said in disdain, "and then kidnapped him and just left him?"
"What was I supposed to do? Marry the bitch?" Homer asked before Severus, without thinking, kicked Homer as hard as he could in his shins. "Ouch!" Homer screamed out in pain. Lucius broke his stare and looked over at Severus in surprise for a moment. Severus was breathing heavily through his nose but quickly regained his composure.
"You must excuse my friend here, he, like your son, was raised in the Muggle world. Muggles often resort to using their…physical attributes…when they are angered."
"Oh I could curse the hell out of him too," Severus replied silkily. "Kicking is just more fun."
"I'll take your word for it. Now as I was saying before…to get a girl pregnant, Muggle or otherwise, and just leave her and the child…not marry her well it's, it's rather uncouth wouldn't you say?" Lucius asked in a calm voice.
"Yes," Homer squealed through the pain.
"Yes, indeed. Then to kidnap the child? Well that's just absurd. On top of that you just abandon the child? He could have been eaten by…"
"A werewolf," Severus interrupted as Lucius took a deep breath.
"Yes, a werewolf, or some kind of Yeti or a Banshee; all sorts of terrible things."
"Hagrid's a good bloke though!"
"What if he'd been on holiday?" Lucius asked.
"What if a werewolf had gotten to him?" Severus asked again.
"Ye-yeah, um, well, I really thought Hagrid would do something with him! Give him to Dumbledore or something!"
Lucius knelt down so his icy-blue/gray eyes were inches away from Homer's terrified ones. Lucius spoke slowly and clearly.
"Now, you listen to me…Imperio!" he snapped with his wand, before speaking calmer again, "You will not take that child away from his mother. You and your family will leave him alone, forever. Now, lift your robe sleeve, yes, yes just like that, very good, now put your bicep into your mouth, just like that, and bite down as hard as you can, until you bleed" he spoke and then put his wand back in his robe-pocket. "Now that that's over with, let's talk like proper gentlemen," Lucius said as Homer stopped biting his arm and stared back up at Lucius.
"So we're all on the same page, later today you'll meet with Agent Brody, and you'll tell him you'll never seek custody of the boy again. You will leave him and his mum alone, correct?" Severus asked as Homer just nodded. "Maggie was nice enough to not press charges. You will tell your mum you found a family in…Poland…a magical family in Poland, who were childless, and they took the boy. Right?"
"Yes, Poland, yes. Um…yes, and I'll never even think of he or Maggie again, I swear!"
"Good," Lucius said with a smile. "The Ministry frowns upon Barristers with such dark pasts you know. It goes without saying that you never mention our little meeting here today."
"I'll take it to my grave."
"Yes, you will, or I'll have you digging it with your bare hands before I bury you alive in it if word ever gets out."
"No, Mr. Malfoy, I swear, I promise…never…Um…may I leave now?" he asked in an innocent voice.
"I see no need to keep you here, unless Severus has something else to say?" he asked and then stared as Severus who continued to glare at Homer. Severus fought his urges to beat up or curse Homer. Instead he took a deep breath and just shook his head 'no'. "Very well, I'll have those nice men who brought you here unhinge you and take you back home….good-day," Lucius said before turning to leave. Severus followed right behind him and did not look back.
Once in the corridor Severus noticed Lucius exhaling in relief.
"I'm glad that's over," Lucius said, which surprised Severus.
"Oh, you going soft on me now Lucius?"
"No, well, I mean, since the trial, I'm just…a bit paranoid I guess."
"I'd not worry. No one will go after you ever again I suspect."
"No, I suspect not. Still though, Severus, resorting to kicking the man."
"He deserved more. Inconveniencing my life for the last month and a half."
"True. Very true. Well the charms on her house are top-notch and I doubt after today he'll even think about the boy. And I will see to it personally that Homer Volgner never passes the BAR exam. He'll be clerking for the rest of his days. So it all worked out it seems"
"I suppose," Severus said, staring down at the stone floors. "I just…Poor Rhys, or Rupert or whatever he's called. It's difficult going through childhood without a father."
"I know…I mean, mine is hardly father of the year."
"I thought he was nicer to you since the trial?"
"Eh…somewhat. The trial frightened him and he genuinely believes I was innocent and was outraged that I was even accused. It was more of an embarrassment to him than anything, but in a way, he's somewhat nicer to me."
"Still cut you out of his will?"
"Oh yes, it all goes to Draco, my dear, darling, beloved Draco."
"Well Draco has a good dad, so that's something to be proud of."
"Am I?"
"You are. You love that boy with all your heart. You've even changed a nappy or two. You're a wonderful father actually."
"Thanks, Sev," Lucius said. His use of the nickname Sev made Severus feel as if he was finally on the mend with Lucius. Even though he didn't trust him, it was nice to have him back in his life, even if it was limited. Severus grinned and then thought about poor Rhys again, and having to return to Hogwarts. He stared back down at the floor again and sighed. "Oh now don't sulk. He was a very cute baby, but he's where he belongs. You did the right thing."
"I know…so did you," Severus hated to admit. Even though Lucius had just performed an Unforgivable Curse in front of Severus, deep down, he didn't mind. "Why he ventured to Yorkshire to sleep with a Muggle…"
"Just to see what it's like. Lots of us do that," Lucius said as Severus gave him a curious glance. "I may have once…or twice…well it was in Las Vegas so it does not count."
"Who would want to fuck a Muggle? What's the point? Witches are superior in every way."
"Well those Muggles in Vegas were something else, let me tell you…they do amazing things with leather," Lucius said as Severus felt as if he was going to vomit in his mouth. "But they were just a fuck. I used protection, of course. I'd not want to impregnate one of them or get some Muggle disease, which is rampant with them."
"We get syphilis to you know."
"Well yes, but I don't…I'm careful, well, when I was having sex," Lucius said, finally looking down at the floor as well. He then sighed.
"Go home to your wife."
"We both know that's not going to change anything. Are you going to be all right?" he asked in what Severus thought was a genuinely caring tone.
"Sure."
"Quidditch starts soon."
"Next week."
"Yes, us versus Ravenclaw. My Galleons are on us."
"Of course they are. Mine as well. I'm confident we'll have a superb team this year."
"I agree. What are you doing next Saturday night?"
"Well I've not had weekend duty or patrol in over a month so that's what I'll be up to I imagine."
"Bollocks. Come to our place. Draco is dressing up as…a dragon…for Halloween! You must see the costume. The elves have been working all week on it!"
"Sounds charming," Severus said in a bored tone.
"We're having a little gathering; just us old friends…do come."
"I will try, Lucius…I have to go now."
"Yes, don't you have a class to teach?"
"I have a class to torture, yes. Thanks again for your help," Severus said as he turned to leave.
"Any time," Lucius replied.
Moments later Severus was on the outskirts of the grounds of Hogwarts. Fog had set in. Halloween was approaching in a few days, and that was a day he dreaded more than any other. Perhaps seeing Draco dressed as a dragon would be a welcomed distraction. Dumbledore owed him a favor.
All Severus wanted to do was return to his quarters and find his stash of cigarettes, and return to his classes. He walked slowly towards the castle, noticing the brisk breezes and falling leaves. He glared at the few students he saw in the corridors. Once he opened the door to his quarters, he instantly saw Rhys's blue octopus on the floor, near the fireplace. Severus instantly fell to his knees, and began to cry. All the cigarettes in the world were not going to make him feel better.
The End of Story ONE:
LOST and FOUND
Stay tuned for STORY TWO