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Chapter Fifteen
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And now, the present ...
Lentesco – Chapter Fifteen
“Merlin, Snape’s in a foul mood today!” a first year complained coming out of the dungeons. He whined to his friends as he went upwards towards the Great Hall, not hearing a first year from a different house complain, “Merlin, Potter’s in a foul mood today!”
The two men glowered at their classes, teaching without thinking, as their own problems ate at them.
McGonagall had noticed the irritation on the two men’s faces and that evening had hurried to the Head’s office. There she had had a rapid conference with Dumbledore.
“You have it?” he queried.
The witch rummaged in her robes and brought out a paper bag. “Yes, my brother wasn’t too pleased when I asked though!”
“I imagine not! And the potion?”
She nodded, “Should be ready by Thursday. Have you remembered everything you need on the letter? Did you need me to add anything?”
Albus signalled for her to bring the partially written letter to him. He scanned over it. “Something is missing,” he observed, “if only I knew what!” He rubbed at his painted forehead, eyes serious. He asked suddenly, “The Ministry have been alerted?”
Again she nodded. “Yes, and the request will be confirmed as per the original notification.”
“That’s what’s missing!” Albus cried. “That law – I need to ensure the request is made as per the law.
“What should I put?” the woman asked.
Albus dictated.
Whilst Dumbledore schemed, Harry was pacing Snape’s dungeon, arguing with the older man. “There must be some way!” He yelled, yet again.
Severus rubbed his temples, he could feel a headache coming on, “No, Potter, there isn’t. Lucius may be a cruel bastard, but he was at least competent in his curses. If he says I’ll be unable to become erect, he is correct.”
“Maybe he was messing with you!” Harry cried, a little desperately, “He knew you’d believe it was impossible! Can’t you at least try?”
“I have tried!” Snape growled, “For years I’ve tried to solve my problem. Not once did I come close to discovering the curse he used. I never shall know, not unless he tells me himself!”
“Or someone tricks him,” Harry said musingly.
A snort from Severus brought a frown to his face. “You? Trick him?” Snape mocked, “How? The man is unassailable, his position sees to that. What will you do? Pretend to be a reporter and pander to his vanity?”
“It’s not such a bad idea!” Harry defended hotly. “At least I’m willing to try and help.”
“You truly want to?” Severus asked, and when he saw the other’s nod, went on angrily, “Then bloody go back in time and tell me not to fuck Aidan Marshall!”
--Yes, I know, short, but if all goes to plan, the next chapter will be smutty! SP
And now, the present ...
Lentesco – Chapter Fifteen
“Merlin, Snape’s in a foul mood today!” a first year complained coming out of the dungeons. He whined to his friends as he went upwards towards the Great Hall, not hearing a first year from a different house complain, “Merlin, Potter’s in a foul mood today!”
The two men glowered at their classes, teaching without thinking, as their own problems ate at them.
McGonagall had noticed the irritation on the two men’s faces and that evening had hurried to the Head’s office. There she had had a rapid conference with Dumbledore.
“You have it?” he queried.
The witch rummaged in her robes and brought out a paper bag. “Yes, my brother wasn’t too pleased when I asked though!”
“I imagine not! And the potion?”
She nodded, “Should be ready by Thursday. Have you remembered everything you need on the letter? Did you need me to add anything?”
Albus signalled for her to bring the partially written letter to him. He scanned over it. “Something is missing,” he observed, “if only I knew what!” He rubbed at his painted forehead, eyes serious. He asked suddenly, “The Ministry have been alerted?”
Again she nodded. “Yes, and the request will be confirmed as per the original notification.”
“That’s what’s missing!” Albus cried. “That law – I need to ensure the request is made as per the law.
“What should I put?” the woman asked.
Albus dictated.
Whilst Dumbledore schemed, Harry was pacing Snape’s dungeon, arguing with the older man. “There must be some way!” He yelled, yet again.
Severus rubbed his temples, he could feel a headache coming on, “No, Potter, there isn’t. Lucius may be a cruel bastard, but he was at least competent in his curses. If he says I’ll be unable to become erect, he is correct.”
“Maybe he was messing with you!” Harry cried, a little desperately, “He knew you’d believe it was impossible! Can’t you at least try?”
“I have tried!” Snape growled, “For years I’ve tried to solve my problem. Not once did I come close to discovering the curse he used. I never shall know, not unless he tells me himself!”
“Or someone tricks him,” Harry said musingly.
A snort from Severus brought a frown to his face. “You? Trick him?” Snape mocked, “How? The man is unassailable, his position sees to that. What will you do? Pretend to be a reporter and pander to his vanity?”
“It’s not such a bad idea!” Harry defended hotly. “At least I’m willing to try and help.”
“You truly want to?” Severus asked, and when he saw the other’s nod, went on angrily, “Then bloody go back in time and tell me not to fuck Aidan Marshall!”
--Yes, I know, short, but if all goes to plan, the next chapter will be smutty! SP