Chapter 25- End of Year Slug Club Party

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The last month of school passed by in a blur, it was a mix of cramming for exams, apparating to order meetings with Dumbledore, and using the floo network to get home for death eater meetings. I barely had any free time to study let alone breathe, but soon it came time for our O.W.L exams, and I think they went pretty well. I hope to get all O's but I think I kind of flunked a bit on the practical DADA test. I mean all the mandatory spells I did with ease, but if one was able to produce a Patronus charm that would count for bonus points, and I've been having trouble conjuring it. All I could conjure was a small wisp of silver out of the end of my wand which was rather embarrassing. Only two people were able to conjure a full Patronus and it was Lily of course, and unfortunately Potter. 

I just fucking hate that spell, I mean what kind of spell is based on having a fucking happy memory. I have none of those. I keep trying to think of different memories but I've had a pretty shitty year. 

Regardless, the examination period was soon over and everyone started to get excited to go back for summer. I was excited too. Now that school was over for the year, I would be able to devote all my time to the order and go on proper missions instead of the busy work they send me on. The day of school was a blur of chaotic packing and people talking about their plans for the summer. Tonight was the end of year Slug Club Party, after dinner in the great hall. Slughorn liked to say goodbye to us which is rather sweet, and it is a way to send off the graduates who were in the club too. After the feast I went to my room to make sure everything was packed before getting ready for the party. I decided to switch it up and not wear green for once and instead wore my second favorite color, black. I wore this cute strapless dress that hugged my curves and made me look amazing. It was the perfect mix of slutty and classy when I paired it with my jewelry. I then slipped on my usual boots, sliding my wand into my right shoe and grabbed a clutch that had a pack of fags, a bit of strawberry candy and some other random trash that purses usually have. 

When I arrived at the party I made the usual small talk with Slughorn. He was one of my favorite professors and was honestly, such a sweetheart. I wished him a happy summer before moving to the table with a bunch of finger foods on it. Just as I was about to eat a mini minced meat pie, Severus rushed into the party looking all disheveled and terrified. 

"There you are!" He said rushing to me and dragged my arm so quickly making me drop the pie. He dragged me all the way outside the party to the deserted corridor,

"What the fuck Severus, you made me drop my pie!" I said irritated,

What? I was hungry, and it was my favorite food

"Rei-Reigna, it's Lupin! He's a werewolf! I saw him myself! Holy shit! How dare they let a filthy half-breed like that into Hogwarts, we take classes with that rabid animal! I'm so sorry he was your friend, good that you got rid of him!" He ranted loudly and angrily,

Oh fuck, this isn't happening,

"Hey Severus, calm down," I told him quietly, "Lower your voice,"

"What do you mean lower my voice! Our class needs to know, werewolves need to be tagged!" He yelled at me, "Why aren't you shocked?!"

"Severus, I was friends with Remus for five years," I said 

"YOU KNEW?! Why didn't you report him?" He yelled at me,

"Report him?" I repeated scoffing, "To who? You think Dumbledore doesn't know?" 

"Oh well- I mean still, we have to do something!" He said irritated,

"No, and lower your voice for Merlin's sake," I said dragging him further down the corridor away from the party, "Severus, no one can know, for your safety and his. And if it makes you feel better we can go to Dumbledore and he can explain everything to you, okay?" I said putting my hand on his shoulder, "Please Sev, don't do anything irrational, and keep this a secret will you?" I asked softly. He looked at where my hand was on his shoulder and looked back at my face. He seemed to calm down when I did that and I could have sworn that his face got a bit red, but it was dark in the corridor,

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