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The Occupation in the Ministry
"Well it's not going to be easy—but you were pardoned practically before the first shovel of dirt hit the coffin buried in your honor."
"How—touching," Severus sneered.
Harry continued as though Severus hadn't spoken while Elaine toyed listlessly with her grapes, the sweet fruit not even beginning to tempt her.
"But the job is already yours of course—just think—a private lab, time for your own research, a lovely stipend…" Harry wheedled.
Severus rolled his eyes and smoothly interrupted, "You found the Carrows?"
"Incarcerated and awaiting another trial."
"Hopefully there will be no parole nonsense this time."
Grape, #52