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-Chapter✦Five-

✧A BREWING FAVOR✧

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"What do you mean, Cara fancies Potter?"
"Er, exactly what I said?" Ronan said with sigh and Romulus fell further into his hands.

"Honestly, do you think if I walk out the front of the school straight into a storm of Dementors, it'll be better than—" Severus Snape had cleared his throat to interrupt the two students before him.

"I don't need to tell you that this is not a social environment, Lestrange."
"No sir, but we're in a crisis," Romulus said, not bothering to stop his sigh.

Ronan didn't understand how his brother was so relaxed in Snape's presence, he was a Slytherin—That was his head of house and he still hadn't managed that sort of relationship.

"Do tell me, have you decided to take up potions?... You excel just the same as your sister."
"No sir, though I do enjoy the healing side of it all. Mother said I should 'entertain the thought of working in the infirmary'," Ronan claimed, and Romulus translated.

"Meaning it's that or he's joining me this summer at mum's facility."
"Had you met your parents and I's professor, you'd take every opportunity other than what he offered." Snape relied and Ronan hadn't realized that just talking to his head of house offered a bit of normal conversation.

"Was that Professor Slughorn? Mum showed us pictures of Slugclub parties."
"Hmm, he hardly had his priorities but he did have his favorites." The two nodded along but Romulus had continued to aid his brother, but truthfully Ronan didn't need much aid.

He was well off by himself, it was just a blessing to have someone to check over.

"What is this crisis?... And will I be berated by your parents over this?"
"Oh it's been a lovely start to the semester, haven't you heard?" Romulus said with a laughable grin, and Severus chuckled rather darkly.

"I did receive a parcel or two, more so to see if you have any lasting effects."
"No sir, but I think I rather get my soul sucked by those Dementors than hear my sister fancies someone." The potions master had been grading at the head of the class and his eyes flickered up for a moment and smirked.

"Let me guess, one of the Weasley twins?"
"Not Imara, sir, Cara." The lad offered, and Ronan had uttered the last name and Severus had lost control of his quill. "Don't suppose that'll be father's reaction?"

"Oi I don't plan to tell father a bloody thing!" Snape pitch the brink of his long hooked nose and called a quick silence to settle the two.

"It is rather unfortunate to hear this bit of news, but I did have an assignment for your brother, Ronan. Unless you wanted to do a bit of experimenting."
"I'm good sir, I rather listen to Draco complain about his scratch. If mother hears one word of me experimenting I might as well commit." Ronan said, packing up his things and saluting his head of house.

All while Romulus turned up towards Severus, who waved his wand to close the door and silence it. "Please tell me mother isn't going to take me out of Hogwarts and send me to Ilvermorny."
"I'm afraid she's hinted that already and asked my opinion, and while you do share an uncanny resemblance to your mother's brother. I can assure you I told her I had a task for you this year." That peeked up Romulus interests outright, and without much of an effort Severus had offered up an old ingredients cargo container.

"Now tell me, what would all these ingredients make added together." He turned up to the Slytherin and smiled. "Mum's potion."
"Wolfsbane, Mr.Lestrange. Don't forget your formalities." Romulus had remained silent, however that didn't last long as Snape rather enjoyed the frown on the lad's face.