It\'s All Done With Mirrors
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Chapter 14 - Bang On The Door
Hmmm....can\'t seem to stop writing. Hope you\'re all enjoying this, Blessings Kxxx
Chapter Fourteen
Bang On The Door
Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
Dumbledore gave me one of his twinkling and, frankly, annoying smiles. I might have known, really.
\"My dear Miss Granger, Severus has been helping me bring you home. Not, I am afraid, with his full and conscious consent, but rather more unconsciously...\"
I could see this was news to Harry, too, and also to Lavender, who was looking at Dumbledore curiously. Draco seemed to be finding this all very amusing, however. My scowl must have been truly terrible to look upon, as both he and Dumbledore let out a chuckle. Bastards.
\"If you would hear me out, this will only take a few minutes of your time, Miss Granger. Last night, I placed a sleeping charm upon dear Severus. I needed to get into the Potions Laboratory for personal reasons, having set Hagrid, Harry and Draco the task of making sure you saw and responded to my little advert at Flourish and Blotts.
\"I looked at Severus as he slept, and he seemed to be muttering to himself. Overwhelmed with curiosity - not like me at all, really - I placed the sonorous charm upon him also. And what I heard quite intrigued me, indeed.\"
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Head of Slytherin\'s Private Quarters, August 2010 - the night before.
Albus listened, with an open mouth.
\"Hermione...sweet beautiful love...I miss you so much. Where did you go? What did you need to tell me?...too late now...should have killed bloody Weasley...attacking me in my own bloody lab...Oh, Hermione...I lost you...if time turners weren\'t illegal, so help me I\'d...\"
Severus thrashed in his enchanted sleep. Albus swiftly obtained his ingredients from the stores, thinking quickly as he did so. It would weaken the Sleeping Charm a little, but he could always slip down here and renew it, and...well, wasn\'t he, Albus, always telling the Potions Master that he needed to get more rest?
Albus grinned mischievously, and took away the sonorous charm. Severus deserved a modicum of privacy, after all. With a deft flick of his wand, the old Wizard levitated the pale, thin man to his bedroom. Severus sighed and snuggled down, and Albus, chuckling, could not resist the urge to tuck him in. He muttered some ancient Latin words, and before he left he tugged the length of heavy velvet from a large, antique silver-framed mirror conveniently standing beside the bed.
\"Sleep well, Severus,\" Albus chuckled, tossing Floo Powder into the fireplace and Flooing to Minerva\'s rooms.
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Headmess\ess\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"The Kythara spell is actually from the ancient Celtic, meaning \"to kythe\", or \"to be in the presence of\". It is old Mirror Magic, and was adopted by the Romans when they invaded Britain over two centuries ago. When used in conjunction with the Sleeping spell, it brings Snape\'s unconscious to yours, every time your face was reflected in something. I needed to bring you here...for various reasons, not least because I knew something was afoot with Lady Malfoy, not merely to entreat you to apply for the position of apprentice Potions Mistress...\"
I must admit I was most severely gobsmacked.
\"...but the main desire of your meddling old Headmaster is to reunite you with your son.\"
I was panicking by then, wondering whether to jump into the fireplace, run for the door, or simply leap out of the window. I had got to get out of there! I decided on the window option, praying that my wand would help me out on the way down...but three pairs of hands on me made any escape impractical.
Oh, shit.
Dumbledore nodded, and Malfoy, Harry and Lavender gently pushed me back into the armchair.
\"My dear, do not panic yourself. It would be quite out of the question to remove your son from his bed tonight.\" I relaxed slightly, and the restraining hands were taken off me.
\"\'Mione,\" Harry murmured, and I looked up into his lovely face. \"\'Mione, you will think about taking that apprenticeship, won\'t you? Lav\'s going to take over from Professor Trelawney in two years, Ginny\'s going to start the Charms indentures this year, I\'ll be DADA, of course - \"
Which explained a lot.
\" - and...well, \'Mione, what do you say? Huh? It\'ll be fun,\" and I was treated to a Harry-pout. Which normally would have made me want to ruffle his silly mop of black hair and give in, but that night...well, let\'s just say I was struggling to keep some kind of control over my own life...while I still could.
\"I\'ll consider it,\" I snapped, frostily.
\"Actually, Miss Granger, your application has been accepted,\" Dumbledore told me, quite gently.
\"What?\"
The old Wizard brandished in front of me the parchment I had filled in before leaving my house that night. \"You filled in the form, and brought it to Hogwarts. Your qualifications are more than adequate, and I\'m pleased to welcome you onto the team.\"
Never had I felt more like punching anyone in my entire life. I\'d been had. Nobbled. Outrun.
I got up and glared into the mirror on the wall, waiting for Severus bloody Snape to chime in.
Nothing.
I turned to Dumbledore, who was looking at me curiously.
\"Um, sir?\" I said, quietly.
\"Yes, my dear?\" I pointed at the mirror, and shook my head. He saw what I meant and, in an instant, his smug look vanished.
Malfoy laughed, and drawled, \"I guess Uncle Severus is awake, then.\"
But it was a fairly unnecessremaremark, considering the sudden commotion behind the closed door. I squeaked with horror, as I heard the voice of one seriously pissed off Potions Master, interspersed with a thunderous pounding on the door.
\"Albus Bloody Dumbledore! I know you\'re hiding in there, you...you crusty old shit!\"
\"Professor Dumbledore, we\'ve got to get you out of here before he punches you in the other eye - or worse!\" Lavender grabbed Dumbledore\'s hand, and Malfoy suddenly had Harry in a half Nelson.
They dragged their captives to the fireplace and the last thing I heard before they Floo\'d to the Three Broomsticks was Draco Malfoy\'s laughing voice shouting:
\"Dare you to open the door, Granger.\"
Chapter Fourteen
Bang On The Door
Headmistress\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
Dumbledore gave me one of his twinkling and, frankly, annoying smiles. I might have known, really.
\"My dear Miss Granger, Severus has been helping me bring you home. Not, I am afraid, with his full and conscious consent, but rather more unconsciously...\"
I could see this was news to Harry, too, and also to Lavender, who was looking at Dumbledore curiously. Draco seemed to be finding this all very amusing, however. My scowl must have been truly terrible to look upon, as both he and Dumbledore let out a chuckle. Bastards.
\"If you would hear me out, this will only take a few minutes of your time, Miss Granger. Last night, I placed a sleeping charm upon dear Severus. I needed to get into the Potions Laboratory for personal reasons, having set Hagrid, Harry and Draco the task of making sure you saw and responded to my little advert at Flourish and Blotts.
\"I looked at Severus as he slept, and he seemed to be muttering to himself. Overwhelmed with curiosity - not like me at all, really - I placed the sonorous charm upon him also. And what I heard quite intrigued me, indeed.\"
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Head of Slytherin\'s Private Quarters, August 2010 - the night before.
Albus listened, with an open mouth.
\"Hermione...sweet beautiful love...I miss you so much. Where did you go? What did you need to tell me?...too late now...should have killed bloody Weasley...attacking me in my own bloody lab...Oh, Hermione...I lost you...if time turners weren\'t illegal, so help me I\'d...\"
Severus thrashed in his enchanted sleep. Albus swiftly obtained his ingredients from the stores, thinking quickly as he did so. It would weaken the Sleeping Charm a little, but he could always slip down here and renew it, and...well, wasn\'t he, Albus, always telling the Potions Master that he needed to get more rest?
Albus grinned mischievously, and took away the sonorous charm. Severus deserved a modicum of privacy, after all. With a deft flick of his wand, the old Wizard levitated the pale, thin man to his bedroom. Severus sighed and snuggled down, and Albus, chuckling, could not resist the urge to tuck him in. He muttered some ancient Latin words, and before he left he tugged the length of heavy velvet from a large, antique silver-framed mirror conveniently standing beside the bed.
\"Sleep well, Severus,\" Albus chuckled, tossing Floo Powder into the fireplace and Flooing to Minerva\'s rooms.
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Headmess\ess\'s Office, Hogwarts, August 2010
\"The Kythara spell is actually from the ancient Celtic, meaning \"to kythe\", or \"to be in the presence of\". It is old Mirror Magic, and was adopted by the Romans when they invaded Britain over two centuries ago. When used in conjunction with the Sleeping spell, it brings Snape\'s unconscious to yours, every time your face was reflected in something. I needed to bring you here...for various reasons, not least because I knew something was afoot with Lady Malfoy, not merely to entreat you to apply for the position of apprentice Potions Mistress...\"
I must admit I was most severely gobsmacked.
\"...but the main desire of your meddling old Headmaster is to reunite you with your son.\"
I was panicking by then, wondering whether to jump into the fireplace, run for the door, or simply leap out of the window. I had got to get out of there! I decided on the window option, praying that my wand would help me out on the way down...but three pairs of hands on me made any escape impractical.
Oh, shit.
Dumbledore nodded, and Malfoy, Harry and Lavender gently pushed me back into the armchair.
\"My dear, do not panic yourself. It would be quite out of the question to remove your son from his bed tonight.\" I relaxed slightly, and the restraining hands were taken off me.
\"\'Mione,\" Harry murmured, and I looked up into his lovely face. \"\'Mione, you will think about taking that apprenticeship, won\'t you? Lav\'s going to take over from Professor Trelawney in two years, Ginny\'s going to start the Charms indentures this year, I\'ll be DADA, of course - \"
Which explained a lot.
\" - and...well, \'Mione, what do you say? Huh? It\'ll be fun,\" and I was treated to a Harry-pout. Which normally would have made me want to ruffle his silly mop of black hair and give in, but that night...well, let\'s just say I was struggling to keep some kind of control over my own life...while I still could.
\"I\'ll consider it,\" I snapped, frostily.
\"Actually, Miss Granger, your application has been accepted,\" Dumbledore told me, quite gently.
\"What?\"
The old Wizard brandished in front of me the parchment I had filled in before leaving my house that night. \"You filled in the form, and brought it to Hogwarts. Your qualifications are more than adequate, and I\'m pleased to welcome you onto the team.\"
Never had I felt more like punching anyone in my entire life. I\'d been had. Nobbled. Outrun.
I got up and glared into the mirror on the wall, waiting for Severus bloody Snape to chime in.
Nothing.
I turned to Dumbledore, who was looking at me curiously.
\"Um, sir?\" I said, quietly.
\"Yes, my dear?\" I pointed at the mirror, and shook my head. He saw what I meant and, in an instant, his smug look vanished.
Malfoy laughed, and drawled, \"I guess Uncle Severus is awake, then.\"
But it was a fairly unnecessremaremark, considering the sudden commotion behind the closed door. I squeaked with horror, as I heard the voice of one seriously pissed off Potions Master, interspersed with a thunderous pounding on the door.
\"Albus Bloody Dumbledore! I know you\'re hiding in there, you...you crusty old shit!\"
\"Professor Dumbledore, we\'ve got to get you out of here before he punches you in the other eye - or worse!\" Lavender grabbed Dumbledore\'s hand, and Malfoy suddenly had Harry in a half Nelson.
They dragged their captives to the fireplace and the last thing I heard before they Floo\'d to the Three Broomsticks was Draco Malfoy\'s laughing voice shouting:
\"Dare you to open the door, Granger.\"