The Howler was completely unexpected and when the owl dropped it into his lap, he ran with it to a place with more privacy than the kitchen. He'd barely reached some sort of study or library when it exploded and spewed its vitriol.
Obviously Snape wasn't happy with him. At all. He'd fucked up, it wasn't like he needed Snape telling him that. The man was a bitter old goat and if he thought Seamus was going to be going back there to clean this shit up, then Snape was dumber than he thought Seamus was.
"Yeah, I'll get right on that, like white on rice, fucker," he muttered as the Howler tore itself into pieces.
To be perfectly honest, it was nice to see someone else on the other end of Severus' ire. Remus didn't know the context of the owl, nor really, did he care to know. It was the sheer fact that Seamus was receiving an owl from Severus and that Seamus was currently standing in a study here at Headquarters.
Remus leaned against the door frame, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "So... care to explain what this 'fucking mess' it is that you made and consequently needs cleaning up?" Remus asked, lifting a brow though he did not move from his post.
Seamus didn't jump at the sound of the voice in the doorway. Instead, as the remnants fell, he turned and glared. "Can't say as how I do care to explain. Don't owe you or anyone else an explanation."
He crossed to an armchair and sat in it. "This going to take long?"
Remus lifted an eyebrow, following Seamus with his eyes. He didn't speak again until the man took a seat. For this, Remus was determined to remain standing.
"It'll take... as long as it does. And I will also add that you do owe me an explanation. Particularly why a known Death Eater is sending you Howlers."
Seamus laughed at that. "Considering you've a known Death Eater living here, 'm thinking you'd be a bit more concerned about that instead of why your spy is sending me a Howler."
Seamus reclined, kicking his feet out in front of him. He looked completely relaxed though he was read with his wand easily accessible.
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Obviously Snape wasn't happy with him. At all. He'd fucked up, it wasn't like he needed Snape telling him that. The man was a bitter old goat and if he thought Seamus was going to be going back there to clean this shit up, then Snape was dumber than he thought Seamus was.
"Yeah, I'll get right on that, like white on rice, fucker," he muttered as the Howler tore itself into pieces.
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Remus leaned against the door frame, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "So... care to explain what this 'fucking mess' it is that you made and consequently needs cleaning up?" Remus asked, lifting a brow though he did not move from his post.
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He crossed to an armchair and sat in it. "This going to take long?"
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"It'll take... as long as it does. And I will also add that you do owe me an explanation. Particularly why a known Death Eater is sending you Howlers."
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Seamus reclined, kicking his feet out in front of him. He looked completely relaxed though he was read with his wand easily accessible.
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