Date: October 3rd
Time: 6pm
Place: Hogwarts
Characters Involved: Snape and Wini, invitation only
Rating: Better be G, or Snape is a terrible man!
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Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they're going to catch you in next. ~Franklin P. Jones )
There she was, leaning relaxed against Snape's robes, her little head in the crook of his arm.
"What the hell?" He shouted.
"Da.." said Wini sleepily, smiling at him from Snape's arms.
"What the Bloody HELL are you doing with my daughter?" said Oliver. He wanted to grab her, but he was frozen at the sight of his daughter curled up in Snape's arms.
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His arms tightened in a protective instinct around the child at the ruckus occurring in his doorway, as a veritable parade of people stormed into his dungeons ( ... )
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Still, he spoke through tightly gritted teeth as he fought to keep his voice calm and level so as not to distress the child.
"Do you see any students here, Wood?" he asked acidly. "Do you fancy me to be the sort to entertain the intrusion of house-elves into MY private lab when I am working? Do you suppose chasing after you because YOU could not keep track of your offspring takes precedence over MY research? I am in the midst of a very delicate potion which had to be tended to with careful precision, lest the work be lost.
"I have five minutes left before it will be completed, at which time I intended to find some poor blithering idiot to send off to look for you, as there are clearly some times when 'it takes one to know one' is ( ... )
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She should have gone to find Oliver. It was clear that Wini had somehow gotten herself separated from him, and surely he'd be desperately worried. But she would have had to go through the lab to reach the rest of Hogwarts, and she couldn't bear the thought of interrupting. So instead she found herself standing as still as humanly possible in the office, one hand pressed over her delighted smile, not daring to move, not even daring to breathe for fear the scene might shatter ( ... )
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Years of self-preservation in the midst of war left him relying heavily on his instincts. The room behind him ought to have been empty, and was not. He whirled on his heel, his wand already to-hand, before he recognised her voice and saw the open door to his office just behind her.
June. Had been in his office. The ENTIRE time!
Fury warred with abject humiliation as his jaw opened and closed soundlessly.
Why couldn't James Potter just come back from the dead and threaten to disrobe him in front of an audience again?
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The relief was instantaneous, to see her face, to see her move, she was okay, it was okay. Grasping the doorframe, she worked at getting her breath back as she watched the scene play out.
Oliver looked quite ready to smack Snape and that made Hermione nervous. They could do what they liked, but not in front of such a little girl.
Remus seemed to sense things as well and moved forward.
Wini was safe and had been… Playing with Snape? That thought almost made her smile, almost they weren’t out of the woods yet.
“Oliver.” Her voice was stern as she placed her hand on his shoulder. “If you’re going to insist on arguing, can I hold Wini, please?” Hermione smiled down at the little girl, realizing just how concerned she’d been when Oliver had practically broken her door down.
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Lupin was right. The most important thing was that she was safe. And yet Oliver was sure that no one had any idea what he had just gone through. He clutched Wini tightly. She wanted to wiggle around but she accepted it, pressing her cheek against her dad's chest. He had already lost Ingrid, and for a few moments he had thought that he had lost Wini, too. He coudln't let that happen.
Oliver's eyes closed and he stopped shaking. "Thank you for helping me find her," he told Hermione and Lupin. He took the 'presents' that Snape had given Oliver and, not able to say anything else, he said, "Goodbye."
He needed to get out of there before he got angry again.
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"Go on then," he snarled at the lot of them. "Get out! I've got work to do."
Anger and embarrassment still heated his face, still warring with each other for supremacy. He was furious that June had spied on him that whole time!
No doubt she'd have hilarious stories to tell about him, behind his back.
He turned his back on all of them and went back to his potion to begin decanting it into vials. He wasn't about to let it be ruined because his peace had been invaded.
His boots crunched in the biscuit-crumbs all over the floor, as he firmly donned his intimidating, unapproachable glower.
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Hermione let out a breath she’d been holding, practically feeling the rage that was being expelled by Snape.
Oh dear. Maybe not…
Looking between the teachers in the room, she cleared her throat, pushing her hair back over her shoulders. “Back to work then.” Hermione gave a nod, shooting a brief smile at Remus, rather desperate to get out.
This alternate universe was an interesting place, or so she decided as she quickly exited the dungeon.
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Better to bow out gracefully now. She could apologize again to both of them later, when they'd had time to calm down.
And meanwhile, she needed to get home, where she could savor the adorable scene she'd overheard in peace. Who would ever have expected Severus to be so good with a child? After he'd told her in no uncertain terms how he disliked them, not even she would have imagined such a thing!
Quickly, before her smile could return and give her away, she ducked her head with a mumbled "good night" and took herself to the Floo, and from there to home.
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"Yes, you should," he agreed in tightly clipped tones. He didn't take his eyes off the other man, too familiar with Lupin's ways, by this point, not to suspect that mild facade.
He literally snarled aloud at Lupin's retreating back, but the werewolf was long-gone before he could think of an adequate retort. He satisfied his enraged embarrassment in violence, and threw the vial in his hand to shatter spectacularly against the frame of the door.
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