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in_the_grass ([info]in_the_grass) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2010-04-10 21:37:00

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Entry tags:!1998: 04, !incomplete, hestia jones, severus snape

Who: Snape and Hestia
Where: The Hog's Head, upstairs, Rm. 7B
When: Tonight, a few minutes past ten o'clock
What: Snape is mining for Order intelligence
Rating/Warnings: TBA

The bar in the Hog's Head was unpleasant enough that Severus had no qualms at all about walking straight through it, ignoring the bartender's objections and beginning the climb up the rickety staircase to the upper floors. He had put up his hood - there was no use trying very hard not to be recognized, these days, but it didn't hurt to be as cautious as he could without being too conspicuous about it - but he lowered it again when he found the landing. He paused briefly at the mouth of the hall. This place was full of wretched memories. He wondered if he was about to add another to the pile.

But he could explain his presence here, if caught, and he was more than confident that he could fend off anyone Jones might have brought with her. With Potter in the know, he was sure his secret was becoming less and less a secret every day among the Order ... so it was time to let the information flow both ways. He didn't know how much of it Jones was privy to, but she had the advantage of being one of the only tolerable members of the Order free of Hogwarts, and he would work with what he could.

He didn't bother knocking; he leveled his wand at the door and unlocked it with a more powerful charm than was probably necessary and stepped quickly inside. He was aiming at her as he shut the door behind him. He supposed she'd understand. "Miss Jones," he said, searching the room with his eyes for any sign of treachery. "You're alone?"



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[info]hastyhestia
2010-04-18 04:23 pm UTC (link)
"Hopefully not," she repeated, in a decided manner. "I'm not so terrible at keeping secrets, you know." Though some people clearly thought otherwise and Hestia hated that she gave them reason to decide as such.

She looked at him, her brows furrowing at she really looked at him. She had always felt that she was doing the right thing by working with the Order. There was never a thought in her mind as to who was the right party. But she was constantly amazed at how he managed to work with both parties, and to do so for such a long time- well, she'd have gone a bit bonkers if it was her.

"It's quite amazing that you're doing this and I wouldn't want to foul it up by opening my gob, so you won't have anything to worry about on my end. I promise."

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[info]in_the_grass
2010-04-18 07:15 pm UTC (link)
Severus cocked an eyebrow at her. Amazing was not a word that had ever occurred to him to describe his position - and it was strange to hear anyone putting forth opinions about it at all, now that Albus was gone. He didn't know whether to be amused or disdainful. He was no less hungry for recognition now than he had been years ago, but this ... This was just repaying a debt, and he would never get any thanks from the creditor, the only one who should have mattered.

"An amazing bother, perhaps," he said with a sour scoff. There really weren't words. "An amazing pain in the neck. So long as your comrades don't foul it up, either, I hope we can put it all behind us sooner rather than later." And though he never would have admitted to giving a damn - no matter that he was emphatically not doing any of this for the Order or its members - it was somewhat gratifying to hear someone giving him a little credit. He stood from his chair and raised his hood again. "And then, perhaps, we can all stop sneaking around like hunted animals - the next time we meet I would rather it not be here."

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[info]hastyhestia
2010-04-18 08:56 pm UTC (link)
Even as she spoke the words, she knew that perhaps it wasn't exactly the right thing to say. She did not know him very well, not at all, perhaps if she really looked at it. But she still meant it. Whether he wanted to realize it or anyone else, for that matter, it was still pretty amazing. She rose from her spot on the bed, the squeak of the frame stinging her ears.

"And here I thought the Hog's Head was just the quaintest of spots," she deadpanned, raising an eyebrow as a small smirk tugged at the corners of her lips. "Besides, we are hunted animals. But of course, we should find somewhere a bit better. I'll see you then, Severus."

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[info]in_the_grass
2010-04-18 10:57 pm UTC (link)
"Seeing as you find it so inoffensive, I'll let you stay a while longer." He came as close to smiling as he had all evening when he turned to the door, loosening his wand in his sleeve again. They couldn't be seen leaving together. "I have a madhouse to return to, and if I keep away very much longer someone's liable to burn something down." Before abandoning her to the miserable little room, however, he looked over his shoulder to give her a shallow nod. This had been much less of a struggle than he had anticipated, and he wasn't incapable of gratitude where pride allowed. "Thank you, Miss Jones. I expect you'll be in touch."

Then he left, hood pulled up around his face, in somewhat higher spirits than when he'd arrived. It was good to know there was someone on the outside who wouldn't insist upon being difficult.

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