The Servant of Lord Voldemort

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Katrina's POV


Hermione screamed as wands soared into the air once more. Black leapt to his feet. I stood still but glanced at Harry in shock.

"I found this at the base of the Whomping Willow," said Sev, throwing the cloak aside, careful to keep his own wand pointing directly at Lupin's chest. "Very useful, Potter, I thank you..."

My godfather 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 were 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 or Kat—"

"Two more for Azkaban tonight," said Sev, 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—" I gasped as Crookshanks caught me unawares as he tried to leap out of my arms. I held on tight as the cat struggled in my arms and scratched me as I looked at my godfather, surprised by the icy tone in his voice.

"You fool," said Lupin softly. "Is a schoolboy grudge worth putting an innocent man back inside Azkaban?" I yelped as Crookshanks finally managed to escape and landed with a triumphant yowl before dashing off towards Lupin and Sev.

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."

Black stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred. The ginger cat once again flew into the air to land on Black's chest. He quickly pulled the cat into a more comfortable position in his arms, never breaking his gaze with my godfather.

Harry and I stood there, paralyzed, not knowing what to do or whom to believe. I glanced around at Ron and Hermione. Ron looked just as confused as Harry and I did, still fighting to keep hold on the struggling Scabbers. Hermione, however, took an uncertain step toward Sev and said, in a very breathless voice, "Professor Snape—it—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." Once again I noticed how he failed to mention my name. Why did he always do that? It was like he thought not saying my name meant that I wasn't just as guilty as my friends. How absurd!

"But if—if there was a mistake—"

"KEEP QUIET, YOU STUPID GIRL!" Severus 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.

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