Title: Seraphim
Author: Faline
Summary: style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Harry wakes up and gets the biggest shock
of his lifetime. Well, maybe not the
biggest but DAMN, he gets freaked out.
A/N: First HP story ever. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Tried to do something original. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> If it comes back to bite me in the ass, at
least I’ll have an excuse right?
Chapter Five
Severus
Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts, looked quite out of breath as he entered the
room. His eyes immediately found me,
sitting in a chair I would sit in many times in the years to come. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> His face, so beautiful in his youth, was
now contorted in relief. He bowed to
the Headmaster hastily. “I’m sorry for
the intrusion Headmaster. I just received
word that Miss Malfoy had returned to us.”
o:p>
I
chuckled, and could have almost sworn Albus had done the same. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Miss Malfoy had indeed returned to
Hogwarts.
Dumbledore
rose and sat back down behind his desk.
He took out a sweet and popped it in his mouth before he spoke. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “As you can see, she has Severus. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Please, have a seat. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We were just discussion a problem Seraphim
is having. I’m sure as the head of her
house you would most likely appreciate helping her. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Perhaps you have a potion that would aide
her.”
I immediately
protested, trying to imagine what the old man was up to. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> As far as I was concerned, the only one who
was going to know about me be Harry Potter was Albus. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Even if I was going to spend the rest of my
life with the man, Severus was still a very devout Death Eater at the moment.
Snape,
sensing he was needed, sat down next to me. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I could smell the potions and the dungeon
on him. It was so familiar that I had
to tell myself not to be emotional. It
had only been 11 days after all. It
wasn’t like I hadn’t spent days away from Sev before. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Again, there was a flash of the familiarity
and I told myself no as roughly as possi
They weren’t the same men.
“How can
I help Headmaster?”
“Seraphim
needs to remember something she was supposed to do a
week before she was hit. Unfortunately,
she can’t seem to do it on her own.
From her description, it feels like a magical spell of sorts to make
her forget. I believe you have a
potion that will reveal all truths and knowledge that was lost due to magical
interference.”
“I do
sir, but it takes a full 10 days to brew.”
Dumbledore
fixed him with one of those content, assured smiles. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “You should prob get get to work then.”
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Two short chapters are better than none at all, right?
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