Snape/Lupin Drabble Community

The new Minister of Magic strode purposefully towards the equally new employee entrance to Azkaban.  The guard nodded.  "We weren't expecting a visit, sir."

"I need one of the prisoners.  So there won't be an inspection today."  The low voice rumbled.

Kingsley took the stairs two at a time up to the fourth floor. 

"Minister."  The guard acknowledged.

"I need Snape's cell opened and his clothes brought in.  I'm taking him back to the Ministry."

"Right unusual." The guard mused.  "The procedure states that Aurors remove prisoners."

"I am a trained Auror." Kingsley growled dangerously.  "Now do as I say!" 

Kingsley stepped into Severus' cell.  He tossed the bundle of clothing on the narrow bunk.

"Get dressed.  I'm taking you to the Ministry."

Severus raised one eyebrow.  "Not with an audience." He nodded to the guard at the door.

Kingsley gave a sharp twist of his head and the guard closed the door and moved away.

"What the hell took you so long?"  Severus hissed softly.  "I've been here for four days."

"The way I heard it was three, you spent one at St. Mungo's.  And for your information I spent two there, in the morgue.  They thought I was dead."

"How did you know it was me?'  Remus asked as Severus dressed.

"Voice wasn't quite right, one of Polyjuice's drawbacks."  Severus replied as he shoved his feet into his boots.

"Oh.  I thought I was quite good."

"I was a better spy.  I am not even going to ask how you acquired a strand of hair from a bald man."

"Best not to, but I owe Percy Weasley big!  Are you ready?"

Severus' jaw dropped and then he nodded.

Remus waved his wand and cast a magical binding.  "Sorry about this."  Then he grinned slyly.  "But if decide that you like it…"

They successfully navigated the guards and were out of the giant stone prison without delay.  Remus undid the binding as they stepped off the path to the boat dock.

"Lupin, you know that we cannot Apparate away, and they will trace your magical signature from the boat."  Severus put his fingers to the bridge of his nose.  "Tell me you did not come over on the ferry."

"I didn't."  Remus tugged at Severus' arm.  "Come on."

"How…"

Remus tugged at the invisible fabric and a black Triumph motorbike with a sidecar appeared.

"Where are we going?"

"Home" was the quiet response.