Owl to Severus Snape
Date: Wednesday, February 20
Rating: R for language
Still composed using a dictation quill with an Anonymity Charm. . .
You are sorely testing my patience, Severus. Are you serious? A Tracing Charm? As though anything you are allowed to do while wearing your Ministry Jewelry would be adequate to find me. Nor will Lucius' sneaky games with solicitors and informants be effective.
Enough, I think, is enough.
You're getting soft, Snape. Soft and lazy. Fucking werewolves and cavorting with the unclean. And still you try and keep yourself in good with the Malfoys. You fucking Lucius, too? Is that why you went running over there with your bag of potions last night?
You'd best remind him to watch his boy. The wee laddie is staying at the Leaky Cauldron, did you know? Such a common, inelegant place for the crowning glory of the Pureblood Elite, such a juicy target, so unprotected.
And the poor lad wearing his own decoration.
Tut-tut.
Though, your lovely little bitch is more to my tastes. Do you fuck the female, too? Who gave her that fancy racing-broom? Do you think she's fast enough on it to dodge well-aimed curses? She is rather careless about where she flies it. I understand she owes you her vision. You and the youngest blood-traitor Weasley.
Bonding with a werewolf. That is unnatural and wrong in so many, many ways. What was he doing in the portrait studio last week? Shopping all alone in Edinburgh for Muggle toys a few weeks ago, too. Really, you ought to keep better track of your pets.
Is he still trying to be the poster-child for Werewolves Living Among Wizardkind? Do they still flock to him for aid and leadership?
Will they, still, when they learn who you are, what you have done?
How did someone like you get an invite to the private, for-friends only Weasley family gathering at the beginning of the month? Do they think you are reformed? A nice, remorseful, tamed Death Eater fucking your nice, domesticated werewolf?
I have been ignored long enough. I now know how to act. What will they all think when they learn the depths of your depravity?
Let's find out, shall we?
Rating: R for language
Still composed using a dictation quill with an Anonymity Charm. . .
You are sorely testing my patience, Severus. Are you serious? A Tracing Charm? As though anything you are allowed to do while wearing your Ministry Jewelry would be adequate to find me. Nor will Lucius' sneaky games with solicitors and informants be effective.
Enough, I think, is enough.
You're getting soft, Snape. Soft and lazy. Fucking werewolves and cavorting with the unclean. And still you try and keep yourself in good with the Malfoys. You fucking Lucius, too? Is that why you went running over there with your bag of potions last night?
You'd best remind him to watch his boy. The wee laddie is staying at the Leaky Cauldron, did you know? Such a common, inelegant place for the crowning glory of the Pureblood Elite, such a juicy target, so unprotected.
And the poor lad wearing his own decoration.
Tut-tut.
Though, your lovely little bitch is more to my tastes. Do you fuck the female, too? Who gave her that fancy racing-broom? Do you think she's fast enough on it to dodge well-aimed curses? She is rather careless about where she flies it. I understand she owes you her vision. You and the youngest blood-traitor Weasley.
Bonding with a werewolf. That is unnatural and wrong in so many, many ways. What was he doing in the portrait studio last week? Shopping all alone in Edinburgh for Muggle toys a few weeks ago, too. Really, you ought to keep better track of your pets.
Is he still trying to be the poster-child for Werewolves Living Among Wizardkind? Do they still flock to him for aid and leadership?
Will they, still, when they learn who you are, what you have done?
How did someone like you get an invite to the private, for-friends only Weasley family gathering at the beginning of the month? Do they think you are reformed? A nice, remorseful, tamed Death Eater fucking your nice, domesticated werewolf?
I have been ignored long enough. I now know how to act. What will they all think when they learn the depths of your depravity?
Let's find out, shall we?