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Chapter forty-five:

Spinner's End

"Leave us now Severus"

"Yes, my Lord" Severus bowed and closed the door. Renee glanced at Voldemort. They were in a mansion she didn't know whom…and do not even cared less. The dark wizard was sitting on his chair near the fireplace as if he owned the mansion. It was a different place from her first meeting with him, and she was glad he decided to transfer. Her nightmares were already enough to remind what happened last June. Any addition to it could make me insane…literally.

"You came in last with the others, child" damn it…he knows.

She kneeled in front of him, "Forgive me my Lord," she started, "Something came up and it is my entire fault" she closed her eyes and waited for his answer.

"Protecting a mudbloood?" she raised her head to glance but regretted it a second later.

"My Lord…" she whispered. Oh no…not again.

"Greyback told me you stopped him" he lazily told her, "I'm disappointed with you"

I am so gonna kill Greyback.

Renee knew what was going to happen next as she tried her best to prepare herself. But no matter how many times she tried to prepare herself, it always gets her off guard. It was only a matter of seconds; she was already lying on the ground and trashing around because of the cruciatus curse that Voldemort lazily casted. Renee bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming…causing her lips bleed. There is no way she was going to let Voldemort enjoy himself by seeing her scream in pain, thus making her determined not to shrieked no matter how pain it was.

She didn't know how long he was cursing her, but for her it was like hours of torture.

Renee was breathing heavily when Voldemort stopped. Her eyes were still closed and were half-conscious already, but she could still hear his voice echoing throughout the room.

"Stop protecting those low class creatures" he told her, "You're a disgrace. Emily didn't train you well" he commented

Stop insulting her, you filthy noseless creature!

She didn't respond, but instead tried to kneel in front of her again.

"Forgive me my Lord, I deserve to be punished" she whispered and bowed so low that her face touched the floor.

"Stand up and get out in front of me" he raised his wand and the door behind her opened. "You're a disgrace"

She bowed once again and limply exited the room. The door slammed closed as she stepped outside, making her sighed either by relief or grief. Renee knew she was doing a bad job; even Voldemort was not getting impressed with her performance. The limp girl dragged her feet to get out of the place as soon as possible. The more she stays, the more she will become upset.

She reached the main door to her very much relief and started her way towards the forest. Now, the only thing she had to worry about was how to get at the mansion as soon as possible. Flying was out of the question; she might die on the spot if her poor flying skills and her current condition will get combined…

Maybe I could ask Mum to teach me apparition one of these days…

Renee took the necklace out of her neck and stared on it. Isabel made it as her emergency portkey for times like this and was glad she wore it today. But then her body shook before she could use the necklace. The pain made her leaned on the tree as the crusio's aftershock was too overwhelming for her. Renee slowly sat on the wet soil and waited the aftershock to pass. It was really dark and the only thing that lightened up her surroundings was the moon above her. Renee let her head leaned on the tree and sighed.

She thought how her life rotated 360 degrees in just a month. Last month, she was just worrying about Umbridge's stupid classes…and now changed into worrying about Voldemort might get her off guard in his crusio curses. She thought about how the terrible things she was forced to do…yet getting punished because of it.

And I still haven't started my summer homework. Damn.

"My life just sucks…isn't it" she whispered. And as a matter of seconds, she passed out.

…

Severus Snape exited the mansion and looked around. The dark surrounding aren't helping much either to his very much dismay. He walked through the woods with his wand on ready and looked around. The potion's master does not know if she was already gone and landed safe on her home, but something was telling him at the back of his head that he must find her.

At last, the light on his wand spotted the girl. She was still wearing her black robes and her silver mask was already lying on the ground. Her head was leaning on the tree with her eyes closed as he came closer to her side.

"Miss Matte" he called, but she just moaned.

He tapped her shoulders. It made her involuntarily shook up, one of the aftereffect of Crusio curse he noted. It made him alarmed as he knew crusio's aftereffect could be nasty in the next couple of hours.

"Wake up Miss Matte" he called again, but he just received little response from the girl. "Renee Ann Matte wake up this instant!" he snapped as he slightly tapped her cheeks.

Renee half opened her eyes, "Professor Sna-" she was about to close her eyes again when he tapped her cheeks again.

"Stop sleeping you daft girl!"

"But I want to sleep more…" she groaned.

This girl is hopeless, he thought. He scooped the girl into his arms and stood up. She made a little yelp and then clutched his robes for support. Snape noticed how light the girl was, but then set it aside as the girl moaned in pain.

"We need to apperate, tell me the coordinates Renee" he asked while using her given name to keep her awake.

Renee shook her head, "No…anti-apparition…"

Of course, he thought sarcastically. He walked into the forest with his wand as their light and Renee clutching his robes. It became darker as they both took the path into the middle of the forest while the moon and his wand as their only light. There's no way they could walk all the way to their place…He didn't know their new house in the first place.

"We need to get you sheltered" He said to himself. Her condition needed an immediate attention…now.

He snapped from his thoughts when Renee shook a little on his arms.

Damn, why is it always me?

"Hold on tight" he told her; she nodded weakly and tightened her grip on his robes. The raven haired man closed his eyes and as a matter of seconds, they were gone in the middle of the forest.

He opened his eyes and found himself in the middle of the familiar surroundings; the same spot whenever he would apperate when going back to his house. The streets were deserted and filthy looking, as if he ever seen his neighborhood be lively like Renee's old muggle village. He could never count how many times he was pleased for the deserted street whenever he would try to apperate from there, and today was one of it.

His fast pace made him reached his home in minutes without a single person seeing them. It was like the other houses around, old and dirty; the house was like had never taken care of for Merlin knows when. The inside has the same aura like the outside; it was cold and bare, not like Severus Snape would care of.

He pointed at the fireplace to make a wandless spell. Warm and light warped them as he placed the young witch on his couch. She didn't even opened her eyes or even give him a sign that she was conscious. He strode towards his dark hallway, entered one room and came back with a vial on his hand.

She was still motionless as he returned back. Her lids were still closed and her hand was hanging on the couch with an obvious uncomfortable look on her face. Severus uncorked the vial and kneeled beside her.

"Wake up" he tapped her cheeks.

Renee half-opened her eyes once again, completely unaware what was happening. Severus assisted her to raise her head with his hand and offered the vial on her lips. "Drink it" he ordered.

She might be still disoriented, but the foul smell of the vial didn't keep her in grimacing. She avoided the vial but the potions master's hand kept her from doing so. She really wanted to protest, but the vial was already on her lips, and the potion was already pouring into her mouth.

"Gross" she muttered in disgust as she finished the vial and then drifted again in a deep slumber.

Severus stood up and gazed at the sleeping witch. She looked so defenselessly sleeping on his couch…his good old couch. He couldn't believed himself for bringing the witch into his house, let alone be that angry with the werewolf that he almost didn't restrained himself from cursing him into oblivion. He noticed her robes were damped with mud and sweat, making her looked so vulnerable than ever.

Not to mention very…

He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed as he shook the idea away. It was outrageous to think like that in this kind of situation. The potions master turned around to recite the steps of Polyjuice potion on his head to keep him calm. He got to tell what happened to Isabel and Merlin knows what her reaction will be. He also got to report things with Dumbledore, summer's almost finished and he got his student sleeping on his couch that badly needed to get her damped clothes changed…

"I need my firewhiskey" he muttered.

….

"Damn this headache"

Renee covered her face with the blanket while bearing the wrecking headache she was feeling. She was eternally grateful for whoever invented the anti-crusio potion, but she wasn't a fan for its headache as a side effect.

Someday, I'll invent an anti-crusio potion with least side effects.

She tried to move on her side, only to find out that the surface she was laying was too narrow. The young Gryffindor finally opened her eyes and removed the blanket into her face. The ceiling was low, compared to her well lighted high ceiling on her room. It made her wondered if an earthquake hit them, making the ceiling so low and dirty looking compared to that grand house…

Wait a minute…

Renee's eyes widened and sat abruptly at the sudden realization. She was not on her own room; as a matter of fact, she didn't know where the hell she was. The panicked girl frantically looked for her wand, only to find out that she was wearing a cotton long sleeve night dress, making her panic even more.

What the hell?

She finally found her wand and pointed it from her invincible enemy. The place was definitely foreign to her…that's for sure; it was dark and very bare, unlike to their house or even the Dark lord's. She didn't even remember a thing when did she step foot inside the house, so that means someone brought me here. Her mind was working so fast now and thought about the possibilities, it was just last night when Greyback tried to attack her…and the last thing she wanted was to find Greyback with only in his trousers in the kitchen.

The blanket fell into the ground as she stood up and surveyed the surroundings. There was no photo hanging on the wall, making it harder for her to guess whom house was. She walked slowly with her bare foot, trying her best not to make a sound.

I could be in my enemy's den…wait, I've been there last night…ugh. WHERE THE HELL I AM?

"Gah!" she shouted as she bumped something along the way, making her unbalanced and stumbled into the floor. Nevertheless, her wand was still pointing into the object she got bumped into as she was ready to shoot anytime.

But her wand lowered at the sight of the object…erm, the person she got bumped into. He was wearing his usual black clothes, but without his billowing robes he always wore in school to terrorize the students. His piercing eyes were eyeing her from above, where Renee glued into the floor with her white dress, her green eyes glaring back at him and her hair was also in wild mess that sticks all over the place.

The potions master tried to conceal his surprise but couldn't put his eyebrow down.

"Professor Snape" she couldn't believe her eyes as many ideas swamped into her mind, "Why are you here?"

"You don't remember anything?"

Renee tried to stand up, but then almost failed if Snape didn't manage to catch her. She had forgotten how strong the potions master's grip was, as their last encounter on the hospital wing seemed happened a century ago. And there she was now, already got distracted from the man's large hand on her waist and arm.

Snape said nothing and guided her at the couch she was laying a minute ago. She sat there with the feeling of her world spinning around her. A vial appeared in front of her face; Renee peeked into her professor and gave her a signal to drink it.

Somehow, the pain inside her head subsided and made Renee sighed in relief as she finished it. Snape sat across her, watching her pained face into relieved one.

"You passed out in the forest" he started awkwardly, making him got her attention. "You don't remember anything?"

Renee slowly shook her head, panicky thinking what in the world she did last night that made Professor Snape question the same thing…twice. Not that he doesn't have the right to ask…but heck, it's Snape we're talking about. He wouldn't ask the same question twice for no reason.

"Erm…didn't remember a thing sir" she mumbled as her eyes glued on the floor while thinking how could she ask something about it without making the professor breath out a fire on her.

She waited for him to reply, but all she gained was an 'hmm' from him and then nothing followed. It was an awkward silence for both of them. Renee tried to think anything that could break the ear deafening silence but nothing came to her mind to her frustration. Severus on the other was thinking the same thing, though he was too proud to open a subject.

The young Gryffindor jumped in surprise as she heard the familiar pop not far from their spot and then stared at the potions master as he stood up and walked towards the source of the sound.

He turned at her and noticed the wondering gaze of the student, "Why are you still sitting there? Breakfast's already prepared" he snapped and strode in the kitchen without waiting for her reply.

Renee sighed and then followed the professor. At least he's still in his usual self.

The kitchen was old and obviously not used from a long time, Renee thought as she saw the place. It was also bare, with old wooden cabinets and bare kitchen counter. As a matter of fact, the whole house was bare and old, she noticed.

The old looking table was now filled with food she just usually seen at Hogwarts. Snape just finished talking at the two feet tall house elf when she entered. The house elf bowed at the professor and then turned to see the staring girl. She has that bat like ears and large brown eyes like Toby and wearing a worn out skirt and blouse with a matching blue hat. She was frowning, not that she wasn't used to it (Kreacher was like that too).

"Leave us now Winky" the house elf Winky turned at the professor and bowed once again, then turned once again on her direction to bow again and disappeared in a pop.

Are all house elves like that? She wondered.

The young shifted her weight in her foot to another as she found herself in that awkward silence again. She bit her lip, why am I always getting to this kind of situation?

"Pardon?" she asked, cursing herself for not hearing what the professor had said.

"I said sit down, unless you like to stand there and watch me eat" he snapped irritably at her.

She smug and about to give him a snide remark but then her stomach grumbled at the sight of the food, making her forgot those. Toby's cooking might be good, but the food from the castle would always make her stomach grumble for some reason. Renee sat in across him and watched him eat in silence and the internally shrugged. Maybe I'm just worrying for nothing.

Severus Snape watched the Gryffindor at the corner of his eye as she started to pile her plate with food. She took little of everything but never filled her plate enough. He said nothing and continued to eat his omelets. Renee on the other hand was looking for something on the table and surprisingly found what she was looking for. She glanced at the professor momentarily and started to eat while trying to hide her smile at the steaming coffee beside her. It made her spirit lifted up a little.

Renee was about to finish her food when her plate magically filled with food again. She glanced at the other plates and noticed the food actually transferred on her plate.

"I do not like wasting food. Eat those" he spoke, not even looking back at her.

She opened her mouth to protest but then changed her mind. There was no way she wanted make her day worse because of arguing with the professor. She gave him one last glare and started to stuff the food on her mouth.

Finally and to her very much relief, she finished the food. She sighed contently and glanced back at the professor, who's reading a potion's journal across her with a cup of tea beside him.

"Erm…professor" she called while playing with her hands, "How did you manage to find me last night? The last thing I remembered was I'm resting at the forest…"

She eyed him as he put the magazine down to meet her gaze, "Resting in the forest you say?" she wanted to take back her question the second she asked him. "You might consider resting on A MUCH safer place than the forest Miss Matte"

"It's just a short rest" she pressed.

"A short rest yet couldn't be awakened by anything. Do us a little favor, don't let your idiotic courage bother us all…it's really a nuisance"

She stood up angrily, "Well, you should have leaved me there all alone…I don't need anyone's help"

"A pathetic excuse for a helpless girl" he said simply.

She grew angrier. "Do not call me helpless! I could handle myself fine without anybody's help" she stomped angrily.

So that's everyone's thinking about me… a helpless little girl?

"Then do not make yourself in danger if you don't want to be called like that you daft girl!" he hissed.

"I'm not a daft girl! You slimy git!" she countered back.

"So you got yourself too close to that mutt to call me that? Pathetic useless…" his voice was beginning to get higher too.

"I could call anyone without anyone's influences!" she closed her eyes as she could feel nauseated, "He's not pathetic…"

Severus noticed the pain on her face and his annoyance faded, "Sit down Matte"

She sat back down again without hesitation. Severus stood up, opened his old cabinet to get a vial and placed it next to her.

"Drink it"

"What's that…" she choked.

"Anti-crusio potion" she shakily drink it, the only time she noticed that she was already experiencing the aftershock of the crusio curse.

The potions master watched her as she began to stabilize herself once again. Her breathing was beginning to normalize and shook less than the last minute. He couldn't see her eyes as her hands were on her face and got her head down.

"Ugh, that potion's so gross" she finally said after a few minutes, though her voice was now weaker than the moment ago.

"True. Try not to get so worked up, aftershocks tend to show in high of emotions" he explained and watched her head nodded.

"Ask the one who got me so angry" she muttered but never gained any response from it. The young Gryffindor removed her hands and glanced at the professor.

Renee involuntarily gulped as she saw him staring intensely at her. His black eyes gazed at her differently compared when they got argument.

Don't tell me…he's worried?

"Erm…Thanks for the potion" she sputtered, he raised his eyebrow.

"And?"

"And for saving me last night" she finally said. He leaned closer and Renee almost forgot to breath.

"And?"

She sighed, "And sorry for telling you to back off" she admitted bitterly.

He stared at her expecting for another one.

"Ah, I'm not apologize for saying you're a git…if that's you're waiting" she leaned on her chair to make a distance with him as her she could feel her heart hammering so hard.

Too much for me…I might get another aftershock because of this.

He opened his mouth to make another snide remark, but then stopped himself and tried to remind himself that the girl was suffering from aftershocks now.

"Very well" he leaned on his chair and handed fresh set of clothes at her, "You can change your clothes to this"

Renee stared at the set of clothes, "You went to my house?" she asked.

"No, Isabel went here after informing her" he corrected her, "She brought those because she knew how you…dislike your current clothing" he looked away.

"Oh," it was the only thing she said, so it was Mum who change my clothes…I'm not disappointed, okay maybe just a little…dang it, stop daydreaming Renee.

"Thanks" she smiled a little, hoping it didn't turned out to be a grimace.

Maybe it's not bad being here after all.

…

"Stop pacing, you're making me dizzy" Isabel placed down her book on her lap and told the curled haired man in front of her.

"You ask me to stop pacing after telling me Renee's with that Snape all night?" the wide eyed man exclaimed at the very relaxed woman on the couch.

"I was also there Sirius" she sighed and shook her head in disbelief.

He stopped pacing and glanced at her, "That's exactly the point…you're there but didn't brought her home! What were you thinking?" he run his hands on his hair in frustration and then continued pacing. All he wanted right now was to get Renee from that git's territory after she told him about it.

"Crusio's side effect is nasty more than you think" she told him, as she explained for the third time. "Any travel could aggravate its aftershock. You know that" the older woman rolled her eyes seeing he was more worried about the younger witch than herself.

"There's nothing to worry about, Severus' there to watch her" she added.

He finally glared at her, "That's exactly the point! You leaved her with him! Him of all people…" he muttered.

"You rather leave her with the Dark Lord?" Sirius gave her an obvious look, "She'll be fine and you're wasting your time worrying about nothing"

Sirius sighed heavily and sat at the armchair next to her. He'll never understand Isabel; there are times when she's a worrywart…there are times when she doesn't care about anything, like now.

Maybe that's a Seer thing.

"Damn it!" she suddenly hissed, making Sirius glance back at her in surprise.

Her book dropped on the floor and she didn't even bother to pick it up. She was finally standing with her hand clutching on her right arm in pain. Sirius stood up as well and went to her side automatically. He pulled her sleeves and saw the burning moving dark mark on it.

"Don't touch it!" she hissed as his fingers were about to touch the tattoo, "We don't know if he'll detect you the moment you touch it!" she whispered, as if Voldemort was there with them inside the room.

Sirius wanted to protest, but then didn't have the right timing when Isabel called their house elf. "Get my dark robes"

Toby popped out and with just a minute, he came back with her robes on his small hands.

Isabel grabbed them and headed towards the main door while Sirius following her worriedly, "Damn that bald noseless creature, what does he want this time?" she muttered.

He might laugh at her cursing if it this wasn't serious at all. But it was Voldemort they were talking about now, nothing was laughable when he's included into the discussion. And For the ninth record, he was worried about her for getting into the evil's den again.

Isabel wore her robes with her feet leading her at the apparition point. She really did wondered what Voldemort wanted this time. For decades of spying, she already knew how it feels if it was only herself Voldemort wanted to be summoned. And for all of those times of personal summoning, she couldn't any good things happened on those.

Not a single thing.

"Don't wait for me, I might get home la—" Sirius grabbed her on her waist, making their distance closed.

He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered; "Shut up, I'm still waiting for you later" Isabel smiled behind him.

"Stupid" she muttered, but still rested her hands on his back and sighed.

Sirius broke the hug and looked at her in the eye, fighting within self from restraining himself from kissing her. Reason win over him, as he just touched her blushing cheeks and give her a grin.

"Go and kick his ass" Isabel smiled warmly. And unexpectedly, she pecks into his cheeks.

"Will do, dear" said she, put on her silver mask and disappeared.

Sirius stared at the spot she disappeared into and shook his head with a smile on his face. Somehow, he knew she could take care of herself, decades of spying without getting caught was enough proof for that. But he couldn't help but get worried and be angry with himself at the same time. It was entirely his fault when she almost blown her own covers.

"It must be a Seer thing" he told himself as he was about to walk towards the house when he suddenly stopped.

He looked back again where Isabel gone into. It was almost noon; surely Isabel won't come back before dinner, is she? His eyebrows arched up as the idea struck him.

He finally smirked. And as a matter of seconds, he disappeared into the thin air.

….

Severus Snape stirred his cauldron three more times before he finally set it aside to let it cool. It was almost noon, and he had leaved Renee sleeping on his couch for the second time again. Surprisingly enough, she was improving with the aftershocks to think she had taken the curse for many times this past few weeks. He wasn't stupid not to think that Voldemort wasn't cursing the girl behind their backs, he'll do anything to get Renee be ready for the Dark side.

He finally transferred the liquid into the vials to get it ready for the sleeping girl. The potions that was intended for stocks had already finished because of her and there was no way he was going to let his shelves empty without his anti-crusio potion. That potion had saved his life many times already, and not having it would be very crucial.

His mind wandered at the sleeping young witch on his couch once again. The girl was definitely receiving the curse even before the last night, judging her aftershocks and everything. And besides, even a fool could tell that the girl was receiving those from the Dark Lord; Voldemort has never intended to treat the girl as his daughter, but a soldier for his ultimate cause to the whole wizarding community.

The potions master came out of his potion's lab and walked towards the kitchen. He got a glimpse of the sleeping girl on the couch, looking so defenseless and innocent looking with her white night gown that Isabel wore to her last night as she didn't have the chance to change her clothes that morning. There was no way he could change the girl's clothing that night so he dispatched a Patronus at Isabel to bring her home. But she refuses to bring her, insisting she must stay the night because of the aftershocks. He knew all about aftershocks by heart and knew she was right, but somehow knowing Renee sleeping on his couch made him having a fitful sleep.

Snape snapped back from his thinking and scolded himself from staring. He's your student. Get a grip. He strode into the kitchen counter and poured some firewhiskey into his goblet and drank it on one gulp. This is really uncalled for; he thought again, poured another serving and walked towards the sitting room with a vial of potion on his other hand. His footsteps were quiet and he found himself standing in front of her. It was obvious that she was in deep sleep as she was remaining laying on her side and breathing evenly. He placed the goblet and the vial on the table and sat on his armchair.

Too defenseless, who would have thought this girl was standing in front of the Dark Lord last night? Snape thought as he continued to gaze at her. It was last month when Renee joined the Order and started her summer missions with the death eaters. He remembered how he tried to keep his face passive as Dumbledore explain things with him while Renee and Isabel quietly sitting in the corner. It was the most obnoxious move Dumbledore had ever made, not that he wasn't used to that old man's bizarre ideas. Two spies inside the Dark side was already enough, adding another one was too much already.

He sighed and took a sip from his whiskey. Though he thought about how senile the idea was, he knew at the back of his mind that the girl will face this kind of situation…soon or later. But the girl was still not ready…that was the first thing he uttered.

That's what he thought.

It was her eyes that he first noticed when he met her once again after the semester, the night she was about to watch in the sidelines for the first time. It was full of confidence and cruelness, very much opposite of what she performed on his class for the first time. Her smile while watching death eaters destroying muggle properties was something anyone could get nightmares to. She speaks like a royalty towards the death eaters…what she was intended to be.

It was as if he was meeting a different person.

And despite of all that…and how much he denied it; he knew she was doing a good job in pretending.

He sipped the last drop of firewhiskey and placed the goblet down. She was still sleeping peacefully on his couch, thanks to his sleeping draught he mixed with her anti-crusio potion. He doubt if she was sleeping enough this past few weeks. Voldemort was overworking them by recruiting wizards and creating menace at the Ministry…and trying to sabotaging every single mission aren't helping much either.

She grumbled in her sleep, making Snape snapped from his thoughts and glanced at the sleeping form. So far, Renee was effectively responding in his potion hence making her in faster recovery. He ignored her grumbling and continued his thoughts. Judging her recovery, she could go back to her home the moment she wakes up.

"Snape…" he startled as she called him. Renee grumbled something he didn't understand once again and lay on her back and sighed. Hearing his name on her lips makes him forget all things. But then again, she might be dreaming about me terrorizing her in class. Yet, hearing his name uttered on her sleep makes his heart pound for some reason.

He carefully studies her face. She was pale and not wearing any make up, but she has this kind of appeal that could make any boys turn their heads at her as she walks by. Her eyelashes are long and thick, best suited with her bright sparkling eyes whenever she ask questions or when she's eager to learn new things. Her pink lips are parted as if she's tempting anyone to kiss her. He reached to touch her face then halted as he regained himself.

No.

Snape stood up. He needs to do something about what he's feeling. A touch of guilt reached him as he remembered the love of his life…Lily. Feeling like this was betraying her…betraying her memories, and there was no way he will betray her again.

Not again.

A knock on the door make him snapped from his thoughts again. He glanced at the sleeping girl and strode at the main door. Any muggle knocking my door for solicitation will surely regret this. The raven haired man opened the door and was about to throw insulting words at his intruder. But then, he found himself getting pushed by his intruder inside his house with his fist on his shirt and sneering back at him until he was pinned into the wall. Sirius glanced at Renee and then glared back at him.

"What the hell did you do to her?"

A/N: Poor Renee, yay for Snape's rescue and Sirius' being a jerk again. Haha. Reviews and advices will be very much appreciated! *winks* oh and special shoutout to my very faithful reader and reviewer, Weird1. Thanks a bunch!

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