Severus Snape, Letters, 1976.06.28
Name: Severus Snape
Date: June 28, 1976
Format: Letters
Relevance: Suggests work may have done by S. Snape for the Death Eaters at L. Malfoy's request prior to his Hogwarts graduation, and illustrates factors related to his eventual inclusion in their ranks.
( Letters from the Manor )
Date: June 28, 1976
Format: Letters
Relevance: Suggests work may have done by S. Snape for the Death Eaters at L. Malfoy's request prior to his Hogwarts graduation, and illustrates factors related to his eventual inclusion in their ranks.
( Letters from the Manor )
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'Again' implies he stopped at some point.
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=in a softer, almost sympathetic tone= Then again, he isn't really human, is he?
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(shrugs, wry)
Mother says he bore humanity a distinct resemblence at one point. Personally I don't see it. Is there some sort of spell to see what other people see in people? But I suppose one couldn't expect even wizards to read minds...
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You would look quite nice in a striped apron, Severus.
*considers her letter*
From the looks of it, I dare say you are enjoying your time?
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I am not a stripey person.
(cheerful)
In that very special way that means I'm spending half my life knocked on my back and seeing stars, yes.
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Are you certain?
*eyebrows raise*
Is he dueling with you then? Or are you being overly enthusiastic in that laboratory?
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Quite. Well, apart from the tie.
Sparring; I asked him to. I'm not having another year like this.
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That's quite a lot of black ink you've spilt on the letter addressed to your father.
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It was terribly careless. What a pity he was so unlikely to ask my mother to clear up the excess ink for him; it covered up some of the most heartfelt bits.
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Heartfelt bits or four-letter words?
Psst - I think my mother's hinting at wanting you in an apron and nothing else.
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I've never quite understood the appeal of restraining one's distaste to four-letter words; they get so repetitive after a while.
(repressively, a bit red)
I sincerely doubt it.
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He wasn't one of nature's parents, no--but I think it was very hard for him. For our worlds to mix well in one house, everyone involved has to be very strong and very wise, and that's rare.
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...The atmosphere a child's received into is in no small part a product of how its parents feel or felt about each other. I'm a competent magic-user; a spouse would not, in the unlikely event of my ever having one, render me fearfully, resentfully obsolute in every practical field merely by also being skilled with a wand.
Magical children of two muggles, you may have noticed, tend to be more stable than ones from mixed households. Holy terrors at times, but less often the products of a parental tug-of-war.
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Poor boy. Still, at least you'll be of age soon and free of that... I'm sorry, there are now words I can really use in company. And the Manor is somewhat of an intellectual paradise, I've always found, I think you'll manage quite well there.
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The grounds are rather special, too--it's good to be able to take a book out or gather without worrying about getting--er, foul air.
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So either take her with you or get rid of him. *thinks for a second* Looking at it, possibly more so the latter. Destruction of your tormentors is one of the most satisfying things in existence.
*happily*
I know. A little too ordered for my tastes, if I'm honest, but stunning nevertheless.
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Yes, but the thing is, I got all my stubborn from her and she's been doing it longer. And it is her life.
(grins a little)
They seem to like it that way. You should have seen Lucius go on his dignity when I only mentioned the hedge maze was perfect for an herbarium.
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