Remus looked at Snape. “I am sorry.”
Remus walked away.
Severus stalked around the castle for an hour, debating on whether or not he should go to Dumbledore. Or should he stay loyal to the Mauraders?
Wait, thought Severus stopping in his tracks. Loyal? To the Mauraders? It must be the panic, thought Severus. Dumbledore could have this sorted out faster. And, this was his window of opportunity. He could finally pin the blame on the Mauraders.
“Yes,” muttered Severus turning to the direction of Dumbledore’s office. “I shall go to him. He’ll fix this in a second.”
Snape headed to Dumbledore’s office when he saw two boys, standing right in front of Dumbledore’s office. Great, thought Snape, I thought Potter was napping.
“What’re you doing here, Snape?” spat Sirius, while James Levitated a small apple.
“What are you buffoons doing here?” asked Snape.
Sirius turned to James. “What in Merlin’s pants is a buffoon?”
James was equally perplexed. He and Sirius were both pure bloods, thus not knowing the rather rude Muggle term.
“I asked you first, Snivellus!” snapped Sirius.
“Talking to Dumbledore,” said Snape calmly.
And then James lost his focus. The apple hit the floor with a splat. It broke open into several pieces, scattering across the marble floor.
“You can’t do that,” said James flatly.
“I’d really rather prefer not to,” said James lifting is wand. “Levicorpus!”
Snape, who was dangling from the air by his ankles, gave a low growl.
“Potter! Snape! Black! What is all this?” cried a shrill voice.
“Professor McGonagall!” said Snape in relief.
“Oi! Hello there, Prof!” said James, snickering.
McGonagall frowned deeply at him. Then, with a wave of her wand, she placed a Cushioning Charm on the patch of marble Snape was hanging over. With a flick of her wand, he was released.
“Thank you…” gasped Severus.
McGonagall’s lips formed a tight line. “How convenient that we are right outside of Professor Dumbledore’s office.”
“What do you need, Snape?”
“I was walking to Dumb- Professor Dumbledore’s office when these baboon- I mean, Black and Potter, attacked me.”
“Chocolate eclairs,” said McGonagall, revealing Dumbledore’s large phoenix elevator.
“Thank you,” said Severus, scuttling into the elevator. He waited on the sidelines to hear Potter’s and Black’s punishments.
“You will both be detained.”
James and Sirius glanced at each other, and then back at McGonagall, unfazed.
“separately. Potter, you’ll be serving your detention with Professor Slughorn, and Black, you will be serving your detention with me.”
McGonagall walked away. When she was out of ear-shot, James laughed. “I’m surprised she gave me old Sluggy! He loves me!”
Sirius scowled at his friend. “Meanwhile, I get stuck with McGonagall.”
“Hold on. I’ve got something. Accio mirrors!”
It took a minute, but soon, a medium-sized parcel floated into view. James caught the parcel and opened it. He took out one mirror and handed it to Sirius and took out the second mirror.
“You’ll see,” said James, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Sirius looked blankly back and forth between James and the mirror that was handed to him.
“Well, go on! Look into it!”
The two boys looked into their mirrors and they glowed a soft blue. James was visible in Sirius’ mirror, while Sirius was visible in James’ mirror.
“Wicked!” said Sirius.
James grinned. “We’ll use it to converse during detention.”
The boys walked down the corridor. Snape then boarded the elevator.
Severus knocked on the Headmaster’s door.
Severus walked into the office. He greedily took in his surroundings. He’d never been in the Headmaster’s office before.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Snape,” said Dumbledore’s merry voice. “Did you enjoy what you just witnessed?”
Snape spun around to face Dumbledore.
“What do you speak of, Headmaster?”
Dumbledore laughed whole-heartedly. “Your Headmaster knows, Severus…”
Severus’ expression stayed grim. Dumbledore slightly frowned. “What seems to trouble you, Severus?”
Snape sighed. “Lily’s gone.”