If a Great Wave Shall Fall (Severus Snape & Lily Evans)

Chapter Twelve

Disclaimer: I'm not in the least British, not that I wouldn't mind to live in England...

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Once he was inside the common room, Jugson tried to ambush him by sending a bat-bogey hex his way, and the only thing that saved him from having his boogers attacking him was Bellatrix's love of catching newbies off guard. In an instant he had his wand out and easily blocked the offensive hex, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. What do we have here?" Severus asked, his voice deadly calm, much to the entire Slytherin's population fear, but even more to Jugson's.

Without waiting for an answer, Severus shot off a round of non-verbal elementary, but somewhat harmful, spells in his direction, making them weak purposefully as to not hurt the insolent boy gravely. Jugson let out a girlish scream as the onslaught of spells hit him; the entire common room erupted in laughter as he commenced to running in circles, screaming his head off and flailing his arms as each spell took effect on him. It all stopped abruptly when he ran head on into a wall and dropped onto the floor in a dead faint, at that sight Severus allowed his thin lips to twitch up in amusement.

Just then Regulus walked in, to find a very rare sight; the entire Slytherin house was laughing, and it wasn't malicious snickering either, it was an uproarious, Gryffindor worthy laughter. He walked swiftly over to his friend and said, "I'll take it Jugson got the Snape Special?"

Severus didn't have to say anything; the mirth that was still present on his face was an answer in itself. His gaze drifted around the common room and grew serious despite that half of their population was still in hysterics, he said in a low voice, "Come, I might need to add a few things to what Dumbledore has told you." And he swept off towards his room, leaving Jugson where he was with Regulus following him.

When they both were in his room, Severus locked the door, placed Muffliato on his room and gestured for his friend to take a seat on his bed while he conjured up a chair and sat in it. After a short silence, Severus asked, "What did Dumbledore tell you?"

Directing his cool gaze over to Severus, Regulus said, "Just that you would brew the antidote to save Eridanus, and that when this come in front of the Wizengamot that he would vouch for me and the likes."

Severus nodded, "I thought as much... What of Occlumency, did he mention that?"

Regulus nodded in confirmation, "He said that it would be best if you taught me," again Severus nodded, seeing the logic behind that, although he was still slightly irked that the headmaster hadn't asked him before he signed him up to teach.

"When do you want to start teaching me Occlumency?" Regulus asked after casting a bored look at his watch.

Severus sat back in his chair and thought for a moment before asking, "When's your free period?"

"I don't have my schedule remember," his friend said, obviously annoyed.

Severus raised an eyebrow, "They didn't get it sorted out yet?"

"No," came the glum reply as Regulus flopped backwards on his friend's bed, "Dear ol' Slugie assured me that it would be sorted out by tomorrow, but judging from past experiences with this school, I'll be lucky to have it before Christmas hols."

Severus snorted, "Dumbledore is the one who deals with schedules and in light of recent events, I think that it's safe to say that he'll give us the same free period, but if not then we'll start Saturday afternoon." He saw his friend nod, "Do you have any questions?"

Sitting up Regulus said, "Actually, yes, aside from Occlumency how can we keep Lord Flatulence and his Death Toots from suspecting us?"

Severus let out a small chuckle at his friend before turning serious once more, "Control your emotions, you've already got a pretty good grip on that, but you need to be better if you want to survive long at this game."