Penny Potter may be the twin of Harry Potter but she does not share his proclivity for a hatred of the Potions Master, Severus Snape. Likewise, Snape finds, despite his better efforts that Penny has become dangerously intertwined in his life. Given...
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"It's an enchanted sleep, Molly, I assure you she is fine."
"A week, I hardly think—"
"I know that it's hard, having her and not really having her back at the same time, but after what she's been through, her body and mind needed some time to heal if she is to have any hope of coming back from this."
"What she needs is to eat!"
"We've lifted the enchantment, and I promise to personally oversee that she does as soon as she wakes. But we want to make sure she does so on her own so as to avoid triggering anything by foricbly waking her."
"Fine. I need to go visit Arthur, I've left some sandwiches downstairs, but if she wants something warm, the peasoup is there as well. I should be back before breakfast, so if she wants something else, I can also—"
"I'll let her know, Molly. Give Arthur my best."
The door shut softly, Penny rolling to her side and squishing her face deeper into the softness beneath her, her fingers clutching a wad of black robes in her hand for dear life. Eyebrows furrowed, she twitched, murmuring words that were incoherent.
"Even in her sleep she still looks afraid," Lupin said, his face creased with worry as he rubbed the leg that was draped over his lap.
"Yaxley would have ensured she never had a moment of peace. Frequent wakings are an effective tactic for breaking someone's mind," Snape said, dully, his eyes never leaving the head of red hair in his lap.
"Speaking from experience are you?" Sirius said, an obvious edge to his voice.
"Sirius—"
"It does not surprise me that you are not familiar with what being a useful member of the Order entails, Black, seeing as you conveniently remain locked in this house and therefore never need worry about getting your feet dirty, but some of us do not have that luxury."
"Except you've never minded it, get off on it don't you? You always were a greasy little thing with your nose in the Dark Arts."
"Whatever, Severus once was is irrelevant now—"
"No, it's not, Moony. He's got my goddaughter in his lap—James' daughter—who he handed over to Yaxley. Whatever your delusions about him once were, how can you still defend him now?"
"I would suggest you reconsider your verbiage, Black," came Snape's cold reply.
"Or what, you'd like me to make the right cheek match the left?"
"Are we really doing this again? She's back, right there, wouldn't our efforts be better spent helping her instead of bickering?" said Lupin.
"Precisely, Moony, you read my mind, and getting rid of Snivellus here to make sure he is never given another opportunity to hurt her—"
