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The Suspicions from a Shared History
Severus froze, every muscle tightening across his arms and shoulders. Elaine tightened her grip on his arm as she watched what Potter could not see, Severus's face twisting. "I have suspicions but no proof."
"Clue me in," Harry rounded the desk and advanced on them.
Elaine angled her body between them.
"Tell me Potter, where are our favorite Dark Arts and Muggle Studies Professors?" he hissed.
There was a long pause before Harry slammed his fist into his palm. Seizing a binder he began flipping through sepia toned moving mug shots. "Amycus and Alecto Carrow! Currently paroled in South London."
Sepia, #68