A quick scan assured him that, for the moment, at least, there were no other wizards or witches in the area other than the five of them. Or rather, four and a half, since Severus thought Winifred's magic was likely stronger than the almost-squib woman standing paralysed against the door frame!
Severus could no longer ignore the dull mewling sounds from in the room, so he slipped past Remus and the kidnapper to find Winifred. Even from a distance, her appearance was alarming. Her clothes were dirty and unkempt, her nappy stank as though it hadn't been tended to all day (which it probably hadn't), and her skin was pale and waxy, as though she was suffering mild dehydration.
Quickly spotting the cauldron, Severus stopped there, first, to try to ascertain what had been brewed in it. This was pathetically easy to do, because it had not been properly cleaned after use. Or rather, after many uses, from the looks of it. He suspected with enough time he could determine, in chronological order, every potion that had ever been brewed in
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Oliver had been with Auror Eleanor Popplewaite when the news had come on in his journal. He had leaves in his hair from the Forbidden Forest. He had not been able to keep himself away from there, no matter how many times he had searched it. If he stayed too long in the house than he would have to deal with June trying to force him to eat and to rest. He knew that she was just trying to help him. Somewhere in the back of his mind he appreciate it, though he couldn't wrap his mind around her actions. She had not been around when he had come back to the house, and Oliver realized that the sun was almost setting. Curfew had come for her. But, she probably would be back tomorrow
( ... )
There had been no time to ask questions or consider alternatives, of course, but now, Severus was kicking himself for not planning better! He should have realised Wood was going to come right away, too. Was that not the intention?
However, he had not considered the possibility - even the likelihood that the idiot would have a bloody Auror in tow! He glanced up from the limp child in his arms to exchange a wary glance with Derrick and Remus. There was no WAY Severus was going to allow any of them to be incarcerated for being out after the bloody curfew over this. He offered the slightest nod of his head, trying to communicate to them that he had a 'contingency' plan.
The imbecilic Gilderoy Lockhart was not the only one who knew how to use Oblivation Charms! Severus knew how to do them with subtletyFor the moment, he ignored the Auror. He couldn't answer any of her stupid questions, anyway, though he did want to hear the answers, himself. Instead, he directed his attention back to Oliver Wood
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Oliver was holding Wini close to his chest, and she gave quiet cries against his arm. "Wini, its okay..." He jiggled her gently before Snape's words began sinking into his mind. He turned to face the man, slowly. "Poisoning?" His eyes grew huge and he looked down at his daughter. "No. No, no no no." He swallowed, taking the vial. "Home. Right. Home." Snape's instructions swirled around in his mind as he tried to focus. "Fluids. Joos-juice, broth... Six hours.. Don't forget... Two days..." his eyes swam. "Ginny. Right. Okay."
"Hold on," said the Auror quickly. "Yes -- I understand you need to get her home, but why doesn't someone tell me what is going on here? Who is this woman? Who found Winifred Wood?"
It seemed this wasn't Snape's first encounter with Winifred Wood. But Perry had little time to dwell on how tenderly Snape treated the child. They had to "secure" Dora and clean up their tracks before anyone else arrived.
Which happened all too soon, to Perry's liking.
Wood was one thing, but he had an Auror with him? In hindsight, Perry thought that maybe he could've found a better way of calling for help. But what else could he do, with Wini in such a state? He just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible. He caught the wary look from Snape and then looked to the Auror, his form rigid. He did not like Aurors.
"That's her." He nodded to Dora... but he said nothing more. Every question the woman posed inspired him to keep all the more quiet. Did it matter who found Wini? Perry didn't want his name in the papers, and more importantly, he didn't want this woman to know he was a werewolf. But with Snape and Remus there, he probably had little chance of hiding it. He looked to his companions urgently. Can we go?
Having ascertained that Winifred would be best under Severus' care almost as soon as the Potions Master had slipped past him to see to her, Remus had little time to begin securing the area, let alone bringing that woman back into what could now be assumed to be her flat, before Wood and the young Aurors were pounding up the stairs.
Now, moving to the window, he banished Perry's signal without waiting for the Auror's approval. As she had commented, others were sure to have seen it as long as it had been in the sky. There was no need to further advertise their position. He could already see Severus tensing in preparation of something and Perry's look said all Remus needed to know about the state of panic he was in
( ... )
This was quite the end of Severus' tolerance, and patience. He was not going to let more Aurors see them, thus!
Severus rose from his chair and planted himself in front of Derrick, flicking his left wrist and dropping his unregistered wand into the hand. All he required was eye-contact with the Auror, which she provided the moment he stood. Another flick of his wrist, this time with the wand in-hand, and her eyes glazed over slightly as she sagged against the door-frame, as though suddenly light-headed.
"Out of here, now," Severus hissed to Remus and Derrick. "She will be disoriented as to time when she rouses, and will forget that we were here after curfew
( ... )
Severus could no longer ignore the dull mewling sounds from in the room, so he slipped past Remus and the kidnapper to find Winifred. Even from a distance, her appearance was alarming. Her clothes were dirty and unkempt, her nappy stank as though it hadn't been tended to all day (which it probably hadn't), and her skin was pale and waxy, as though she was suffering mild dehydration.
Quickly spotting the cauldron, Severus stopped there, first, to try to ascertain what had been brewed in it. This was pathetically easy to do, because it had not been properly cleaned after use. Or rather, after many uses, from the looks of it. He suspected with enough time he could determine, in chronological order, every potion that had ever been brewed in ( ... )
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There had been no time to ask questions or consider alternatives, of course, but now, Severus was kicking himself for not planning better! He should have realised Wood was going to come right away, too. Was that not the intention?
However, he had not considered the possibility - even the likelihood that the idiot would have a bloody Auror in tow! He glanced up from the limp child in his arms to exchange a wary glance with Derrick and Remus. There was no WAY Severus was going to allow any of them to be incarcerated for being out after the bloody curfew over this. He offered the slightest nod of his head, trying to communicate to them that he had a 'contingency' plan.
The imbecilic Gilderoy Lockhart was not the only one who knew how to use Oblivation Charms! Severus knew how to do them with subtletyFor the moment, he ignored the Auror. He couldn't answer any of her stupid questions, anyway, though he did want to hear the answers, himself. Instead, he directed his attention back to Oliver Wood ( ... )
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"Hold on," said the Auror quickly. "Yes -- I understand you need to get her home, but why doesn't someone tell me what is going on here? Who is this woman? Who found Winifred Wood?"
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Which happened all too soon, to Perry's liking.
Wood was one thing, but he had an Auror with him? In hindsight, Perry thought that maybe he could've found a better way of calling for help. But what else could he do, with Wini in such a state? He just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible. He caught the wary look from Snape and then looked to the Auror, his form rigid. He did not like Aurors.
"That's her." He nodded to Dora... but he said nothing more. Every question the woman posed inspired him to keep all the more quiet. Did it matter who found Wini? Perry didn't want his name in the papers, and more importantly, he didn't want this woman to know he was a werewolf. But with Snape and Remus there, he probably had little chance of hiding it. He looked to his companions urgently. Can we go?
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Having ascertained that Winifred would be best under Severus' care almost as soon as the Potions Master had slipped past him to see to her, Remus had little time to begin securing the area, let alone bringing that woman back into what could now be assumed to be her flat, before Wood and the young Aurors were pounding up the stairs.
Now, moving to the window, he banished Perry's signal without waiting for the Auror's approval. As she had commented, others were sure to have seen it as long as it had been in the sky. There was no need to further advertise their position. He could already see Severus tensing in preparation of something and Perry's look said all Remus needed to know about the state of panic he was in ( ... )
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Severus rose from his chair and planted himself in front of Derrick, flicking his left wrist and dropping his unregistered wand into the hand. All he required was eye-contact with the Auror, which she provided the moment he stood. Another flick of his wrist, this time with the wand in-hand, and her eyes glazed over slightly as she sagged against the door-frame, as though suddenly light-headed.
"Out of here, now," Severus hissed to Remus and Derrick. "She will be disoriented as to time when she rouses, and will forget that we were here after curfew ( ... )
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