Redamancy (d.m)

Chapter seventeen-I couldnt be prouder

"We did it!" Harry exclaimed as three of us halted breathlessly in front of present-day Professor Dumbledore, "Sirius has gone. On Buckbeak".

The headmaster's face broke broke into a wide smile, and let us quietly back into the hospital wing, which was empty except for Ron, and we silently joined him in our own beds as we heard Dumbledore magicaly lock the door on the other side. Talking what was now my fourth block of chocolate from a very agitated Madam Pomfrey, I paused and glanced at Harry and Hermione at the growing sound of angry voices.

"He must have Disapparated, Severus. We should have left somebody in the room with him. When this gets out —"

"HE DIDN'T DISAPPARATE!" Snape bellowed, now sounding as though right outside the door, "YOU CAN'T APPARATE OR DISAPPARATE INSIDE THIS CASTLE! THIS — HAS — SOMETHING —TO — DO — WITH — POTTER-AND-THE-REST-OF HIS-TROUBLEMAKING-FRIENDS!"

"Severus-be reasonable-they've been locked up"

The doors of the hospital wing burst open, in striding a furious looking Professor Snape, who started immediately towards Harry, grabbing a fistful of his robes and shaking them roughly

"OUT WITH IT POTTER, WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

I looked to his left, the minster's face growing increasingly red, nests of sweat littered his face as he rubbed his forehead, to his right, Dumbledore stood peacefully, observing the scene as though it were a particularly interesting shape of cloud, keeping the same tone when speaking,

"That will do, Severus," he quietly said, "Think about what you are saying. This door has been locked since I left the ward ten minutes ago. It would be an impossible feat for these students to leave their beds without notifying Madam Pomfrey"

A low groan cut through the discussion, and Madam Pomfrey profusely begged them to leave as Ron groggily rubbed his eyes, awoken by the noise.

"What-what happened? Where's Sirius? And Lupin? And can someone get me some chocolate"
"You can have Harry's while he explains everything" I said pointedly, protectively shielding my chocolate away from Ron.

"THAT SLIMY SACK OF GRIME ILL KILL HIM"

I was beyond aggravated at the news of Lupin's resignation, courtesy of Snape letting it slip that Lupin was a werewolf to all the Slytherins, it took thirty minutes of gently coaxing from my friends to get me to calm down. Even after meeting with him to try and convince him to stay, to not let himself get driven out by Snape, he had turned down our arguments, kindly bidding a us farewell. Throughout all the chaos and the, you know, almost dying multiple times, exam results seemed tame in comparison. Nonetheless, I was delighted to see that I had passed all my exams, along with my friends. The morning of the journey back to Platform 9 & 3/4 seemed to arrive at incredible speed, and I sat down on my plush red bed, gazing fondly at the bedroom I would not lay eyes on until next semester. Getting lost in a blissful recollection of my school year, I heard a taunting voice behind me,

"Lestrange."
"Go away." I spat, not bothering to face him
"Oh dear, where have your manner gone?"
"Up your ass"

He chuckled, and I cursed the flutter in my stomach created by the sound of his laughter.

"Why weren't you in class last week"

Well, Malfoy, its a funny little story, see I was busy recovering from my exhaustion chasing after a rat, getting brutally slashed by a tree, going back in time to save a man who I used to think was a mass murderer and a bird which wouldn't have had to escape if you hadn't faked that goddamn injury.