The Blowers Daughter

Severus sat at the head table, waiting for Hermione. The other staff sat chatting, and the students were talking eagerly. The first Quidditch match of the year had been planned for the following day, and all were eager for the first game between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Even though the war had ended, there was still strong competition between these two houses in particular. Severus drummed his fingers on the table, bored and longing to see Hermione. When the doors to the great hall opened, he looked up excitedly, but was suprised to see Lupin enter, a smile on his face. As soon as Lupin sat down, he spoke to Severus.

\"Where is your whore?\" he asked coolly, \"grown tired of you already?\" Snape ignored his comments, but decided that the company was too unpleasant to remain. He stood up and left the room as quickly as he could, taking long strides to the door.




Snape practically ran to Gryffindor tower, eager to see Hermione and smother her in kisses. When he arrived, he looked up at the painting of Godric Gryffindor.

\"Can you fetch Hermione please, tell her it is Severus,\" he said, barely looking up at the usually jovial old man.

\"No,\" the painting replied, \"Sorry Professor.\"

\"You insolent painting, fetch her this instant,\" Snape hissed, clearly insulted by the painting.

\"Professor, you misunderstand me, I cannot fetch Professor Granger because she isn\'t here,\" the painting said apologetically. Snape looked up, cocking his eyebrow.

\"Where is she? Can you send a painting to find her,\" Snape asked, becoming even more bad tempered as the day went on.

\"Again sir, I must apologize, she is not in the school.\" Snape suddenly became concerned.

\"Well when did she leave?\" he asked, his voice become strained with stress.

\"She did not leave through this door sir. She came in at about five pm yesterday, and I assume she left through her secret passage to Professor Lupin\'s room, because she did not leave through this door.\" Snape\'s eyes widened and he tried to control his temper.

\"Let me in Godric, I think that there is a problem,\" he said commandingly. The portrait nodded and swung open. Snape quickly entered and glanced around. At first he saw nothing, but as he moved into the bedroom. As he entered, he spied something. Resting on Hermione\'s freshly made bed was a large envelope and a clump of Hermione\'s hair, which appeared to have been ripped from her head, as it was splattered with flesh and blood. He grabbed the letter and the lock of hair. He tore open the letter


Dear Traitor,
I must say, I never considered you to be as stupid as you have been over the last two weeks. I have taken Hermione from right under your nose, with the help of a lovesick fool. I want you to get to my home as soon as you can, and convince the lycanthrope to come also. We all have secrets to share, the sooner the better. If my plans are successful, as you read this, I will be fucking your girlfriend.

See you soon

~Lucius


Snape held the letter and the lock of hair tightly as he returned to the great hall to find Lupin




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