Characters: Tonks & Snivellus Severus
Date: September 15, 1997
Location: Hogwarts Halls
Summary: Tonks has been assigned to watch over Harry and patrol the halls, but stealth isn't something she's yet mastered when surrounded by a castle full of crap antiques.
Completion: Complete
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This Could Mean Danger )
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He'd managed to finish grading some papers for later in the week in hopes that doing so would help him tire. However, his student's poor attempt at Potions had proved to be both annoying and amusing, so it did quite the opposite. So, he'd decided to patrol a bit before retiring to his room. God knew in the event of an emergency he'd be a lot faster to respond than Tonks anyways.
As he reached the third floor, he heard a clatter in the distance somewhere. He drew his wand and approached silently, but swiftly. He knew it was probably some students sneaking a snog off somewhere, but he had to be prepared, just in case.
"Fuck me!" He heard as none other than Tonks came into view.
Severus rolled his eyes and pocketed his wand. "I'd rather not, thank you. Having fun knocking down the school's antiques? Very inconspicuous."
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"No one asked you too. I'd rather fuck a corpse, to be honest. And...that was Peeves, if you must know. Nasty little bugger." She fixed her robes and lit her wand tip, pointing it at Snape, still oh so very tempted. He'd made her life Hell for seven years in this place and he was still bent on doing it some more.
"What are you doing up...Professor?" Going to kill Harry for his master, most likely. She didn't trust him one bit.
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He raised an eyebrow. Peeves? Really? He wasn't buying it.
He rolled his eyes. "Put your wand down, Nymphadora. Test me on impersonation, if you'd like. I'm a Professor here and I can assure you I have full right to roam the halls whenever I please. Think of my wandering as...what's that wonderful scholastic term? Ah, 'checking your work.' It's like that."
He smirked at her slightly and gripped his wand again inside his pocket, just in case she started feeling particularly daft.
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Eww! She stopped thinking about that right away!
Tonks' fingers twitched, but now was not the time to get him. Besides, maybe Sirius would punch him in the face again soon. That had been fun.
"I know how to do my job just fine. Unlike some people, I got my job through training and hard work, not licking the Headmaster's boots." That man had the worst way with children. Tonks wanted whatever Dumbledore had been smoking the night he'd hired Snape, because it had to be good stuff.
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