Wands!
Severus is up early, determined to beat everyone to their wands, He's relieved to do so. As he always said to Albus, just because you're paranoid doesn't mean that the bastards aren't out to get you.
He feels a lot more secure knowing that he has a wand and the annoying little sod and the annoying little sod's bint don't. Perhaps Pansy deserves an upgrade to annoying little sod on her own, though that may lead to confusion. Annoying little sodess?
All these constant demands for enlightenment about his motives were beginning to annoy him. He lost his termper. There's nothing more complicated going on than that. He'd been accused in short order of stealing Malfoy women and wanting to compete with Lucius. Minerva was not a Malfoy Woman; she was a Snape woman her own woman, no matter how many times that whelp had run his hands over her.
Is it any wonder he'd seen red?
And he was certainly fed up with being questioned about Narcissa's decision to stay with her husband. He had no idea why she'd made that choice. Sometimes he thought it was for the money, sometimes he thought it was for Draco, and sometimes he wondered whether in fact Narcissa didn't actully love Lucius in some warped way.
And now they had their wands, and they could find out for sure.
He could see both himself and Lucius in the boy from time to time. Draco had spent seven years away from his Lucius and Severus had been just as big an influence o nthe lad as he grew up simply because he was there. Whether Lucius or he was Draco's dad didn't matter - nothing could erase the influence of either of them.
Eviction day tomorrow as well. He'd better make sure he told Minerva the passwords to his wards, and tell her that Hooch had access to some of the minor potions in the outer room. He didn't want them bumping into each other and Minerva having to explain what she was doing going into the other, secret rooms. Not to mention a pregnant woman had no business being near any one of the nastier potions.
Ah well, time for breakfast and Coffee.
He feels a lot more secure knowing that he has a wand and the annoying little sod and the annoying little sod's bint don't. Perhaps Pansy deserves an upgrade to annoying little sod on her own, though that may lead to confusion. Annoying little sodess?
All these constant demands for enlightenment about his motives were beginning to annoy him. He lost his termper. There's nothing more complicated going on than that. He'd been accused in short order of stealing Malfoy women and wanting to compete with Lucius. Minerva was not a Malfoy Woman; she was a Snape woman her own woman, no matter how many times that whelp had run his hands over her.
Is it any wonder he'd seen red?
And he was certainly fed up with being questioned about Narcissa's decision to stay with her husband. He had no idea why she'd made that choice. Sometimes he thought it was for the money, sometimes he thought it was for Draco, and sometimes he wondered whether in fact Narcissa didn't actully love Lucius in some warped way.
And now they had their wands, and they could find out for sure.
He could see both himself and Lucius in the boy from time to time. Draco had spent seven years away from his Lucius and Severus had been just as big an influence o nthe lad as he grew up simply because he was there. Whether Lucius or he was Draco's dad didn't matter - nothing could erase the influence of either of them.
Eviction day tomorrow as well. He'd better make sure he told Minerva the passwords to his wards, and tell her that Hooch had access to some of the minor potions in the outer room. He didn't want them bumping into each other and Minerva having to explain what she was doing going into the other, secret rooms. Not to mention a pregnant woman had no business being near any one of the nastier potions.
Ah well, time for breakfast and Coffee.