03-02-2019, 01:48 PM
//Excellent post!! + gonna stick the source material from the movie for the first two
From the shadows of the stairwell, Severus arrived in a rush. His wand rose, pointing at Sirius. "Expelliarmus." A wand flew from the prisoner's hands, causing Sirius to turn. "Ah, vengeance is sweet. I hoped I'd be the one to catch you..." "Severus-" Lupin muttered, only to be interrupted by the half-blood's adamant turn and point of his wand. Severus' wand rushed to Sirius' throat, Severus practically begging him to say the wrong thing so he could throw him to the tormentors. Meanwhile, Lupin and Sirius began to argue like an old married couple. With an opportunity of escape, he gestured a nod towards the door for Harry to follow. What followed was a rude awakening.
Just as he did to Sirius, Harry had done to him. His wand exited his hand and Severus flew backwards into the wall. For moments, he was out cold. When awakening, he blended into the background. There was little he could do as Sirius and Lupin boasted about Pettigrew being Ron's incessantly annoying rat.
Severus' gaze exchanged between those who gathered before him. Potter was tucked away in the corner with his two friends, shaking to the core as they tried to decipher what was happening. Meanwhile Pettigrew remained flustered. Siris and Lupin had encircled him righteously. Finding his chance, he rose and moved off to the side of the room while the three bustled about.
"Sirius Black, a man with no mercy for the innoce-"
All of the sudden, Ellie was tugging at his robes, causing him to remain in place. Dark eyes glared downwards at the child with disgust and disappointment. How dare she follow him...
But there was nothing he could do. With the child by his side, whom he had admittedly began to grow accustomed to, he felt responsible. The potions professor sulked off to the side, positioning himself in front of his insufferable students and Ellie. His robes spread in front of the three, hiding them from plain sight, but the students eagerly peeked around his magnificent cape. Especially Harry.
As Sirius reached out towards Ellie, his wand prodded at the escaped prisoner's throat once again. "Touch the girl again and I'll leave you to the dementors," he hissed. After all, it was the most excruciating thing a man could do. It just happened to be that Sirius already knew the feeling of a dementor's kiss and their inexcusable wrath. Surely he wouldn't want to experience again, now would he?
Thus the two spoke their truth, one Snape doubted. His expression wretched in disgust as he listened to their pitiful excuses and reasonings. Yet, being the pessimistic realist he was, he knew that they spoke only the truth.
The tip of his wand swerved in Lupin's and off of Sirius' throat. His other hand grabbed at Sirius' rags. Severus violently pulled him forward but kept his gaze focused on Lupin. "You knew." There was little fuss behind him from the students, almost as if they had frozen in their movements. Everyone knew Snape was not a man to be messed with. "And not once did you mention anything." Cold-blooded fingers dug further into Sirius' collar.
It was almost as if he could laugh. Severus just remained in place with brutish eyes piercing daggers into those that gathered in front of him. "A killer in our midst, a filthy miscreant of a rat, and a rabid wolf-man under our nose with long-lost secrets." To note that he had been supplying Lupin with his needed dose of potion by Dumbledore's request. Not only did he feel used, but betrayed. "What has become of the marauders?" Revenge was sweet. To them it would be bitter and cruel.
Sirius scrambled in Snape's grip. "Now Severus, no need to-" Cold eyes moved down to Sirius' wicked and mad gaze. "I have every right to scold you." With the trauma he dealt with in his childhood and the suffering they had put him through, Severus felt satisfied to see the four marauders either dead or scrambling for belonging.
With the child still in his peripheral vision, Severus backed up further and kept his wand high. It's tip switched between the three marauders and landed on Peter Pettigrew. "I expect answers." Or else they were all going to the dog pound. Quite literally for two of their cases.
From the shadows of the stairwell, Severus arrived in a rush. His wand rose, pointing at Sirius. "Expelliarmus." A wand flew from the prisoner's hands, causing Sirius to turn. "Ah, vengeance is sweet. I hoped I'd be the one to catch you..." "Severus-" Lupin muttered, only to be interrupted by the half-blood's adamant turn and point of his wand. Severus' wand rushed to Sirius' throat, Severus practically begging him to say the wrong thing so he could throw him to the tormentors. Meanwhile, Lupin and Sirius began to argue like an old married couple. With an opportunity of escape, he gestured a nod towards the door for Harry to follow. What followed was a rude awakening.
Just as he did to Sirius, Harry had done to him. His wand exited his hand and Severus flew backwards into the wall. For moments, he was out cold. When awakening, he blended into the background. There was little he could do as Sirius and Lupin boasted about Pettigrew being Ron's incessantly annoying rat.
Severus' gaze exchanged between those who gathered before him. Potter was tucked away in the corner with his two friends, shaking to the core as they tried to decipher what was happening. Meanwhile Pettigrew remained flustered. Siris and Lupin had encircled him righteously. Finding his chance, he rose and moved off to the side of the room while the three bustled about.
"Sirius Black, a man with no mercy for the innoce-"
All of the sudden, Ellie was tugging at his robes, causing him to remain in place. Dark eyes glared downwards at the child with disgust and disappointment. How dare she follow him...
But there was nothing he could do. With the child by his side, whom he had admittedly began to grow accustomed to, he felt responsible. The potions professor sulked off to the side, positioning himself in front of his insufferable students and Ellie. His robes spread in front of the three, hiding them from plain sight, but the students eagerly peeked around his magnificent cape. Especially Harry.
As Sirius reached out towards Ellie, his wand prodded at the escaped prisoner's throat once again. "Touch the girl again and I'll leave you to the dementors," he hissed. After all, it was the most excruciating thing a man could do. It just happened to be that Sirius already knew the feeling of a dementor's kiss and their inexcusable wrath. Surely he wouldn't want to experience again, now would he?
Thus the two spoke their truth, one Snape doubted. His expression wretched in disgust as he listened to their pitiful excuses and reasonings. Yet, being the pessimistic realist he was, he knew that they spoke only the truth.
The tip of his wand swerved in Lupin's and off of Sirius' throat. His other hand grabbed at Sirius' rags. Severus violently pulled him forward but kept his gaze focused on Lupin. "You knew." There was little fuss behind him from the students, almost as if they had frozen in their movements. Everyone knew Snape was not a man to be messed with. "And not once did you mention anything." Cold-blooded fingers dug further into Sirius' collar.
It was almost as if he could laugh. Severus just remained in place with brutish eyes piercing daggers into those that gathered in front of him. "A killer in our midst, a filthy miscreant of a rat, and a rabid wolf-man under our nose with long-lost secrets." To note that he had been supplying Lupin with his needed dose of potion by Dumbledore's request. Not only did he feel used, but betrayed. "What has become of the marauders?" Revenge was sweet. To them it would be bitter and cruel.
Sirius scrambled in Snape's grip. "Now Severus, no need to-" Cold eyes moved down to Sirius' wicked and mad gaze. "I have every right to scold you." With the trauma he dealt with in his childhood and the suffering they had put him through, Severus felt satisfied to see the four marauders either dead or scrambling for belonging.
With the child still in his peripheral vision, Severus backed up further and kept his wand high. It's tip switched between the three marauders and landed on Peter Pettigrew. "I expect answers." Or else they were all going to the dog pound. Quite literally for two of their cases.
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