McKay (scribbulus_ink) wrote in time_of_storms, @ 2005-10-25 07:03:00 |
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Original poster: black_cauldron
Music: Jogging Chase (Instrumental), by Giorgio Moroder
Severus moved quickly, dark eyes glancing left and right as he tried to find a place that wasn't occupied by a host of Death Eaters. Unfortunately, Voldemort's current Headquarters - a small house in a remote Cornish village - was crammed full of people, all of them discussing the latest plan that the Dark Lord had just announced. The plan that Severus had to communicate to Lupin as quickly as possible.
"Going somewhere, Severus?" Bellatrix asked nastily as he pushed by her, and he turned, raising an imperious brow.
"I am headed for the loo, if you must know," he snapped, then gave a nasty smile. "Care to assist me, Bellatrix? Perhaps if I ask Our Lord nicely, he will let me have you as my personal servant to wipe my arse whenever I ask. You do not seem to be useful for much else these days."
Bellatrix went scarlet with fury, but before she could draw her wand and hex him, Severus slipped away. His retort gave him an idea, and he pushed through people until he reached the door to the loo, slipping inside and closing the door behind him.
It took only a moment to draw the parchment and quill from within his robes, and he wrote quickly, his normally careful writing an untidy scrawl.
Death Eater attack on Minerva in thirty minutes. No warning, no choice. SS
Erasing the page, Severus stuffed it back in his pocket and drew a deep breath. He caught sight of his face in the mirror over the sink, seeing the lines of strain still etched in deep grooves alongside his mouth and nose. He scowled and then pulled out his blank white mask, settling it over his face, making himself nothing but an anonymous drone in Voldemort's evil army. He only hoped that Lupin would be able to warn the Order in time... and that Severus himself did not wind up getting killed at the hands of the very people he was trying to help.