The servent of Voldemort

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Vi's POV.

Hermione screamed. Sirius leapt to his feet. I leapt to my feet and took my wand out and pointed it at Snape.

“I found this at the base of the Whomping Willow,” said Snape, throwing the cloak aside, careful
to keep this wand pointing directly at Lupin’s chest. “Very useful, Potter, I thank you…”

Snape was slightly breathless, but his face was full of suppressed triumph.

“You’re wondering, perhaps, how I knew you were here?” he said, his eyes glittering. “I’ve just been to your office, Lupin. You forgot to take your potion tonight, so I took a gobletful along. And very lucky I did… lucky for me, I mean. Lying on your desk was a certain map. One glance at it told me all I needed to know. I saw you running along this passageway and out of sight.”

“Severus —” Lupin began, but Snape overrode him.

“I’ve told the headmaster again and again that you’re helping your old friend Black into the castle, Lupin, and here’s the proof. Not even I dreamed you would have the nerve to use this old place as your hideout —”

“Severus, you’re making a mistake,” said Lupin urgently. “You haven’t heard everything — I can explain — Sirius is not here to kill Harry —”

“Two more for Azkaban tonight,” said Snape, his eyes now gleaming fanatically. “I shall be interested to see how Dumbledore takes this… He was quite convinced you were harmless, you know, Lupin… a tame werewolf —”
“You fool,” said Lupin softly. “Is a schoolboy grudge worth putting an innocent man back inside
Azkaban?”

BANG! Thin, snakelike cords burst from the end of Snape’s wand and twisted themselves around Lupin’s mouth, wrists, and ankles; he overbalanced and fell to the floor, unable to move. With a roar of rage, Black started toward Snape, but Snape pointed his wand straight between Black’s eyes.
“Give me a reason,” he whispered. “Give me a reason to do it, and I swear I will.”

Sirius stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred.

I glanced around at Ron and Hermione. Ron looked just as confused as he did, still fighting to keep hold on the struggling Scabbers. Hermione, however, took an uncertain step toward Snape and said, in a very breathless voice, “Professor Snape — it wouldn’t hurt to hear what they’ve got to say, w-would
it?”

“Miss Granger, you are already facing suspension from this school,” Snape spat. “You, Potter, and Weasley are out-of-bounds, in the company of a convicted murderer and a werewolf. For once in your life, hold your tongue.”

“But if — if there was a mistake —”

“KEEP QUIET, YOU STUPID GIRL!” Snape shouted, looking suddenly quite deranged. “DON’T TALK ABOUT WHAT YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!” A few sparks shot out of the end of his wand, which was still pointed at Black’s face. Hermione fell silent. However I spoke.

"You always want to poke you dirty little filthy nose into everything Snape. Just leave us alone."

"And so I should listen to a stupid girl like you?" Snape said. My anger wasn't going down it was becoming more and more. "One more word and your on the edge of getting expelled. I opened my mouth to say something but then Harry glanced at me.

“Vengeance is very sweet,” Snape breathed at Black. “How I hoped I would be the one to catch you…”

“The joke’s on you again, Severus,” Sirius snarled. “As long as this boy brings his rat up to the castle” — he jerked his head at Ron — “I’ll come quietly…”

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