Challenge: Snape's Ravenclaw streak
Word Count: 200 (yes, a double drabble, but this one wouldn't stop at 100)
“Professor Flitwick?” Mr. Snape stood hesitantly in the doorway. A pile of books nearly as high as he was tall floated next to him. “The train is leaving soon and I wanted to return these.”
“Loaned you?” Filius frowned. “I don't recall loaning you anything. These books - “
He tapped the pile with his wand and waited for it to shrink to a manageable size, then directed it into the boy's belt pouch.
“ - were yours to keep.”
Mr. Snape flushed angrily. “I won't take charity, sir. These - “
“ - are part of your summer reading,” Filius said. “That is, if you're still serious about your spell research?”
“Of course I am.”
“Then there you go,” said Filius cheerfully. He gave Mr. Snape a companionable pat on the arm and gestured toward the Great Hall. “Now, be off with you. I expect great things from you when you return.”
The boy swallowed, then nodded and was gone. Filius smiled to himself as he returned to his reading. A natural arithmancer, a Potions prodigy even if Horace was too complacent to realize it, a truly logical mind -
This one would go far.