Late Arrivals and Lifetime Rivals: Snape's Worst Halloween
Chapter 27: Candy For My Sweet
"Here, have a cockroach cluster." Snape tried very hard not to smirk, er, smile at his date.
"Snape! One joke about the Honeydukes order and I'll…" whispered Septima through her teeth.
Snape swiveled his head quickly at the approaching figure of Wormtail. The basilisk head swayed violently.
"Firewhiskey with ice? The ice is melting and I should hate to bring this to the Dark Lord's attention. He would not be pleased, Wormtail. Also, there appears to be a spot on your apron. Tend to it! I believe this is unacceptable attire," spat Snape.
Snape turned to Septima as Wormatil fled grudgingly. "You insufferable dunderhead, do you have a death wish? Watch how you address me, remember yourself," said Snape scathingly, but with concern.
Snape noticed Alecto watching them carefully before walking over to them.
"Yes, it appears my, er, sweetie seems to rather enjoy cockroach clusters. However, considering she has eaten three boxes before our arrival, I am sure she has had quite enough for one evening."
Alecto walked away pouting. There was no trouble in paradise. Not yet anyway…
Septima took a bite just to do it. As long as he had sent them via Charon to her quarters she had never tried them. She managed to spit the cluster out when nobody was looking.
"Are you daft? As if they need to see something to know it. He is our world's greatest legilimens. If he asks you how they were…"
"I couldn't swallow. I tried."
Snape rolled his eyes at Vector and gripped her arm at the elbow to steer her away from the refreshment table.
Septima spotted Lucius Malfoy and snorted with hag laughter. "Really…I'm surprised my good man didn't dress as a galleon coin," Septima dropped her normally soft, lilting Welsh accent and mimicked Lucius' haughty, affected Queen's English diction.
Snape, failing to find the humor that she found in this, eyed her viciously and Septima fell silent.
Many who gathered at the refreshment table stopped what they were doing to gaze in amazement and repulsion at the hag laughing hysterically. They were now put off by the food.
Either that or they were astonished that Severus Snape had quite possibly cracked a joke for once in his life that apparently was funny, even to a hag.
Septima felt a movement in her robe pocket and realized Sirius Black was trying to contact her.
She told Snape she was going to use the lavatory and to make sure nobody entered.
Not that they would she thought. Who would really wish to be alone in the bathroom with a hag…that was apparently dating Severus Snape?
She fled.
Nobody would miss her. Lord Voldemort was harping on some of his guests to join him in the cemetery for a game of hide-and-seek and his latest innovation, hex---you're it!
Though the Dark Lord was a bit concerned…the last time they played hide-and-seek Bellatrix had cornered him and threatened to not free him until he gave her a kiss.
