Goodbye forever
Nine o'clock on Saturday May fifteenth in the Great Hall. The entire Guard sitting at the tables and few other students. Punctuality was not the norm for breakfast on the weekend. In this way they could look at each other.
Jack's group, near the staff table. Next to them, the sixth and seventh year Sly warriors, a little more halfway and scattered, the Raves. In front of me, on the other side, at the Gryff table, Lily with her back to me and Remus and Cecile facing me, no heads in between, smiling.
Lauren and I, alone in our places. But I know that the snakes never miss the mail, and even less near the end of the term, they will arrive in five or ten minutes.
We are all having breakfast quietly, everything is already discussed. That morning they didn't even project to each other, they concentrated on feeding themselves for what was to come. We have a quarter of an hour, during which the tables fill up, not as much as on school days.A pity, quite a few people stay up late on Friday and stay in bed.
But yes, all the malefics who sit together at the table, around Lauren and me, have arrived. Round.
At nine fifteen o'clock, the owls entered through the skylights of the Great Hall.
Lauren projected to him, "To get out of the fishbowl, my soul mate."
Too bad I won't be able to watch The Guard's movement, Sev thought.
Malfoy's lovely, white with little brown spots, familiar owl, landed in front of him, knocking over his already empty milk tea cup. It didn't drop the letter as usual, it had it tied up.
So I can slapit out.Thank you Lucius.Poor thing… He started slapping it with his left hand.
Avery, to his right, asked in alarm. "What are you doing, Snape? It's Malfoy's letter."
The owl resisted. Out!It doesn't matter, that way I give the Guard time to form up.
"I don't want any damn letters from Malfoy," Sev replied threateningly as he continued to slap with his hands.
At last the owl took flight, with a wounded wing. Poor thing… He glanced at the back of the Great Hall. The Guard is forming up, absolute silence.I'm going there.
He got up, climbed onto the bench, and yelled at the four snakes that surrounded him, in a deeply menacing and contemptuous tone. "Goodbye forever, vipers!"
He climbed down from the bench on the other side and glanced at the Guard again. They've already formed up, about fifteen feet from the tables.Absolute silence, everyone must be looking at me.
He marched along the Sly table. As he reached the end and edged around it, he began to hear it. First a rumor, but gradually increasing in volume. "Snape… Snape… Snape…"
Damn last name of Tobias. As soon as I'm seventeen I'll delete it. Only Prince.
He pulled his wand from his pocket, pulled his robe over his head, and tossed it to the floor as he walked. He looked at his commanders. They allare smiling at me satisfied and proud. He smiled back at them.
Finally he stood in his place. His left arm crossed over his chest, his right elbow resting on his left hand so that he the wand was at the front. On guard.
The blows with the hands on the tables and with the feet began on the left, at the Sly table. Soon the Raves, the Huffles and many Gryffs caught on. Uproar. He looked at his Gryff friends. Poor guys, they are holding back.
Lauren projected to him, "Look at Dumbledore's face."
He did, in front of him. A grin from ear to ear. He returned it to him. Slughorn's banging his hands on the table, too, the bigmouthed bastard.
He heard, "Severus…"
It's Albus, he's projecting to me from so far away, wow…
"... when possible, have yourself escorted to my office and have them wait for you at the door until you come down…"
Time-turner.
"...the password is 'bitter orange marmalade'."
He did read me. Sev laughed, and also the Headmaster.
The rumble from the left subsided, he looked over. The vast majority of Sly are throwing pieces of their breakfast to the malefics.We kick them out, we kick them out… Poor Lauren, she's getting it too.
He tried projecting to her from that far. "Hold on, precious."
"Don't hesitate it, and don't worry about me.Enjoy," she replied with great joy.
Raves and Huffles rise up. Younger eagles, fourth-years, but also older ones who are not studying Defense NEWT, and badgers of all ages. Another fifteen people… Wow… I'm going to have to rearrange everything. Let's see if the evil Raves have done it. No, I don't see them.
The Sly table began to clap and chant. "Goodbye forever, vipers!"
He looked over there, all the malefic Slys except Lauren were leaving. He laughed. To pack the trunks… More people are getting up, now from Sly, they have waited to throw out the bad guys to do it.Fourth-years and olders, all those from NEWT that are not studying Defense, another ten people.What a mess…
Let's see the Gryffs. A couple sitting together near Lily's area are having a heated argument with two others across from them. The Longbottoms, trying to convince them. Gryffs further away, older, from NEWT, they are also getting up, I don't see the malefics either. Almost ten more people, we are more than sixty... Now the Longbottoms are also getting up, they have not convinced the others.
The noise subsides and no one else gets up. Ugh… three little Slys come running, third-years…
He looked at Lauren. Her hair and robes are full of food.
"My love, resist, we get rid of the bad guys, and all thanks to you, I will get you out of the fishbowl," he said. "At the moment there are no infiltrators."
"I love you, we have kicked them out," she replied. "More than double that of last week, almost a quarter of the school. Don't fight today, organize and win over the Gryffs."
Better, so I don't have to use my wand.The noise has stopped, it's my turn to organize. He turned his back to the tables and stepped back a few steps. Four in front and behind another four rows of about fifteen.Ugh… at least sixty.
He said out loud, for all to hear, "Whoever is willing to join a training session right now by the Lake, stay! Whoever isn't, stay away to find out how many we are!"
Nobody moved.
"All right! Break ranks and organize yourselves for years! Left!" he said pointing to his right with his wand. "Seventh year! Sixth year to the right of them, fifth year next, and fourth year and smaller, to the right!" pointing to the far left.
The ranks reorganized in absolute silence, both of the warriors and of the students seated at the tables behind him.
When the movement ceased, he said, "Commanders, each one to their position! Go out in order from older to younger and lead them to the training ground! Lorenz, ask each one what year it is and keep only the fourth-years!"
Well, they're going to have about fifteen each, manageable. Me, to lend a hand, and when they are organized, to take care of the Gryffs.
The groups were leaving. Lorenz has problems, the three little Slys, a girl and two boys, do not allow to be ruled by a Rave. They must be Ariel's friends influenced by him, luckily he has resisted sitting down.
Sev approached them, patient. "What happens?"
"We also want to fight!" the girl snapped.
"You can't yet, wait until next year."
"But we want the bad guys to be afraid of us!" she replied.
Sure, there are also little bad guys. "The bad guys are going to leave, they must be packing their trunks. Didn't you see how they ran out of the Hall?"
"Jo… Snape…" said one of the boys. "Leave us, come on, you've been fighting since you were little."
He had to make an enormous effort to contain his laughter. And what do they know?I'm sure Ariel has told them everything.
"Let's see," he stood firm. "Are you Ariel's friends?"
"We are!" the girl stood firm too.
"I already thought so. Haven't you seen that he and Shelley have stayed at the table?"
"We have!" said the girl, as firm as he was. "We tried to convince them but they didn't want to come!"
"Then don't leave them alone. Friends have to be united, otherwise the bad guys may take it with them, for being Steed's sister and her best friend. The five of you must protect yourselves, so that the older ones can train calmly. Stay together all the good ones of your year and look at us from the beech tree. Okay?"
The kids were silent.
"Come on!" authoritative, pointing towards the table. "Finish breakfast and then you go out! The first rule of young warriors is to obey the Commander. Who is the Commander?"
"You are!" the girl, in the same tone as him.
He again forced himself not to laugh. Wow, this one is Sly to the core, unsubdued to the top.What a good warrior she will be.
"Well. That is!" raising his voice more. "Obey me! To the table!"
They did not move. Rebellious and combative Slys, luckily we've done it by years and not byHouses, because Sly's commander would have seen it hard.
"Come on!" threatening.
The kids left scowling
Ugh… The fourth-years have stood their ground waiting. Well, about twelve, more manageable.
"I'm sorry, Lorenz, I should have counted on this."
"Rebel Slys."
"That is, little submissive to authority. Let's go outside and I'll help you organize, which I didn't teach you." The two of them led the way out of the Great Hall, the twelve fourth-year boys and girls following them. They took the opportunity to talk.
"How about the arm?" asked the Rave.
"It hurts despite the painkiller potion, but I endure. Today I will try to fight as little as possible, I will reserve myself for the Gryffs. Have you noticed how many have joined?"
"Eight or ten."
"Yes, more or less. Very well."
"Of course, they couldn't stay on the sidelines, they would have been cowards."
"Proud above all."
. . . . . . . . .
Lily watched the parlament of owls come in. Here we go. She looked at Remus and Cecile, the trio were not at the table, they smiled at each other. Better, this way they don't find out or get so jealous of Sev, and we can observe. The three of them looked over at the Sly and Rave tables.
The entire Guard was already on their feet beginning to move from their places towards the back of the Hall. She turned fully to see Sev, the owl had just landed and he was slapping it. Poor Sev, he is not seeing anything about what is happening.
She continued to observe the movement of the Guard, who, heading at a good pace, were already reaching the end of the tables. As the conversations were weaking down, she looked back at Sev. He still hasn't managed to slap it out, poor thing…
She looked at the Guard, they were forming up, the Great Hall had gone completely silent. She turned back to look at him. He has already slapped her out, he gets on the bench, looks at them threateningly…
She heard the beloved voice in a deeply contemptuous tone, breaking the absolute silence of the Great Hall. "Goodbye forever, vipers!"
She saw him get off the bench on the other side. Wooow... Today his theatricality has really gone well. She followed him with her gaze. Now it doesn't matter anymore, he has caught everyone's attention.
As he turned the edge of the Sly table, the utter silence was broken. From all points of the Great Hall, at first like a rumor and rising in volume, the hated last name of Tobias. "Snape…Snape…Snape…"
Wow… how famous he is at school. He already told me, but it is that everyone, everyone, knows him…
A few meters away from them, he drew his wand, pulled his robe over his head, and stood in combat uniform. The clothes Lauren bought him.The raincoat is almost the same as the one we bought at Cokeworth and the pants are the same color, so it looks more like a uniform, and the army boots I bought him for Christmas.My warrior.
He placed himself in his place at the center of the commanders, smiling proudly, like all of the Guard, which had formed up in two lines of twelve with the five in front. He looked at Cecile and Remus. Both are torn between pride and sorrow, like me, for not being with them.
Immediately the beatings began on the other side of the Great Hall. The Slys, making a fuss... She turned to look, the whole table except the bad guys, banging their hands and feet against the floor. The Raves caught it right away, soon Huffles and many Gryffs too.
Wooow… historical.What a pity we have to hold back. She looked at Remus and Cecile, who looked at her sympathetically. They didn't realize that right at that moment, Sev was looking at them.
She looked at him again, to see his reaction. A grin from ear to ear… and it seems like he's looking at Dumbledore, he's right in front of him. She looked at the Headmaster. Wooow… him too.And Slughorn also banging on the table.All the other teachers smile too, including Minerva, discreetly.Dumbledore laughs. She looked at Sev. He too.He must have projected to him from that far away, to appoint him.Maybe he will do so with me too.
Shortly after he heard the Headmaster's voice in her mind. "Miss Evans, don't panic, I'm Professor Dumbledore.Enjoy the moment and wait for the warriors to exit the Great Hall.I will contact you again.Look at the Slytherin table."
She did it. The noise in that area had largely subsided, as they had stopped banging on tables to throw food to the malefics. Oh… Lauren. Raves and Huffles were starting to rise.
Lily projected to Lauren, "Resist, precious, it is your great triumph even if it doesn't seem like it."
"I know, Lily, honey. I am very proud and happy. And our Sev has given me a lot of gasoline this morning, we have meet alone for a minute in the Common Room."
He has kissed her, Lily thought. Well… After how bad she had the other night and what she is enduring now.
"How's the thing going?" Lauren asked.
"About fifteen people from Rave and Huffle have risen up."
"Wooow... we kick them out, we kick them out…"
"Dumbledore has projected to me and I think to Sev as well," the Gryff girl said.
"Great, obey him in everything. Look, look, look here."
Lily looked in her direction, the malefics were getting up from their places to head for the exit of the Hall. Applause and all Sly chanting. "Goodbye forever, vipers!"
"We kick them out, Lily, we kick them out!"
She looked at Sev. With clean laughter, the entire Guard. The Slys were still chanting, she looked back there. Several olders and also fourth-years get up.Another ten.
She projected to Lauren, "I think all the older Slys who weren't already in the Guard have gotten up, and also the fourth-years."
"Yes, yes, I see them. And the Gryffs?"
"The Longbottoms, near me at the table, are arguing with two others, trying to convince them, and about eight older ones are getting up."
"The Defense ones, Lily. Well, the four Houses. What a triumph."
"The Longbottoms are getting up too."
"Have they convinced the others?"
"They haven't," Lily replied.
"It doesn't matter, they'll reconsider when they see the training. The noise is subsiding. Is anyone else getting up?"
"No. Three little Slys come running. Nobody else."
"Yes, I've already seen them, they are Ariel and Shelley's friends," Lauren said. "Luckily they have stayed at the table, let's see if they don't give him any problems.We are going to cut, maybe Sev will project to me to comfort or consult me."
"Sure, Lauren, until later."
Lily looked at Sev. He's looking at Lauren, he's projecting to her.
A minute later the noise had completely stopped, again absolute silence. Lauren projected to her, "We have talked a little.Now don't lose detail, he is going to organize more than twice as many people as last Sunday, he has to improvise."
Lily and Lauren watched from their places everything Sev did next, including fixing the problem that the three little Slys had created.
When all the warriors came out, Lauren projected to her, "How well he has done, Lily."
"Indeed. Let's drop it, Lauren, Dumbledore is going to talk to me again."
"Of course, of course. Later tell me if you can."
After half a minute the Headmaster projecter to her, "Miss Evans, wait a reasonable time after you see me leave the Great Hall, about ten minutes, and then have your two friends accompany you to my office.The password is 'bitter orange marmalade'."
The only one Sev likes. He did read him, that's why they laughed, Lily thought.
"Lauren, it's done. He has appointed me in his office, accompanied by Remus and Cecile."
"Great, immediate protection. Surely you'll use a Time Turner, so that you are not absent for a long time and you can hide it, because everyone will be watching the training. I'm going to take a shower, so I find out what's going on at home. Then I'll also go out and look, I'll be under the beech but on the other side from where you used to sit, and we can keep talking for a while while we look, if you want."
"Okay, honey, we'll talk later."