28. Nox
He’d sent away the troublemakers with little more than a slap on the wrist. He scoffed, he was dolling them out more and more to help save students from the worst of it. It wasn’t enough. But to do nothing, that he could not abide. Soon he turned to regard Albus’ portrait. “You may wake up now, old man.”
Albus startled in his frame, “Severus, dear boy, no need to yell.” Snape just rolled his eyes; the man was just as insufferable when made of paint.
Severus frowned in concentration and revealed, “I went to see their hideout. I came upon Miss Granger. She has lost her memory, Albus. Also, Draco seems to be unraveling by the seams. I had to imperio him for his own safety. And mine.”
Albus nodded, “Of course. But how do you know Miss Granger has lost her memory? Surely you did not-”
He merely nodded. “I know it was a risky maneuver.”
“More akin to reckless I’d say.”
“Nonetheless, I now know that should she regain it she will be in grave danger.”
“My boy,” Albus said with regret, “She already is.”
Severus smile was one of grim determination, “Nox!”
The lights went out. |