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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Minerva McGonagall was a sly witch indeed. Her keen intellect and
quick tongue made her a match for nearly any wizard or muggle alive.
What was often overlooked was her well-hidden mischievous streak. In
her hay day, Minerva had been the rebel rouser or Gryffindor. This
particular characteristic had led her to follow a hunch she'd felt
from short screenings of the comings and goings of the Hogwarts four
while they were in America.
Albus had shared clips of the trio as it pertained to Minerva's
position of head of house. And because he had wanted to see how the
old girl reacted to Severus' hauling the Head Girl out of bed in the
middle of the night. Dumbledore enjoyed the look on her face, and the
shock in her eyes as she viewed the men's machoistic display over who
was doing what with the young women. Seeing Severus Snape with a
tail was a rare treat indeed, and something she was sure to goad him
for in the years to come.
Despite speculation, the two got on quite well in their own way.
Minerva had taken a young Severus under her wing during the man's
early years at the magical school. His defection to the dark lord
had been a hard blow to accept. Snape turning spy for Dumbledore
against the death eaters had held their bond together by a thread,
but now, over a decade later, Minerva found it hard to completely
forgive Severus. It was a strained relationship but they made it
work. And strained or not, Minerva still loved to rag on Severus
about a multitude of things. The latest tape from Dumbledore gave
her enough material to taunt Severus with for the next century.
Naturally, Minerva couldn't resist the temptation to goad him at
The head of Gryffindor took a dash of flu powder and sprinkled it in
the fireplace of her private quarters. "Severus Snape in America"
she said, as she stepped into the flames.
A few moments later, she stepped out of the fire and into a dark
room. Snape didn't appear to be in his quarters. Casting `lumos'
Minerva examined the different muggle articles in the room. A
strange clock that appeared to be plugged into the wall and cast a
blue light, the modern looking bed without any curtains on it, and
finally her interest settled on the tablet of paper and a pen on the
nightstand. Minerva hadn't had much to do with the muggle world
since her own entrance into Hogwarts. She'd taken muggle studies in
her latter years, but hadn't seen a pen in ages. It interested her
greatly. She sat on the bed and picked up the pen and paper.
She clicked the cap off of the pen and brought it too her mouth as
she would before writing with a quill. Unfortunately she didn't
remember the whole concept of built in ink until a few drops dripped
onto her tongue. She quickly threw down the pen and stomped into the
bathroom where she conjured up a cleansing spell to rid herself of
the black menace in her mouth. As she was checking her work, the
door opened and a very weary Snape strolled into his chambers.
"I was wondering where you'd gone off too. Perhaps to haul Miss
Granger out of her bed again" the old witch said with a stone face.
The glimmer in her eyes betraying her true feelings.
"Bloody Dumbledore, I should have expected something like this."
"Well, if you weren't manhandling one of my students at such an
inappropriate hour, then I wouldn't be here."
"Minerva, it was hardly manhandling. And it was all her fault. She
was being utterly impossible. Ruddy Gryffindor stubbornness."
"Severus, you just didn't like it because someone stood up
too you. You've never liked being told no or what to do. Even when
you yourself were a student, you hated it when people didn't go along
with your every word."
"She defied my authority! She set a terrible example and is
going to destroy my reputation here."
"So the girl saw it, she and the girl are friends. Besides
Severus, you're not as bad as you think you are. Now moving on to my
real reason for being here, it pertains to Miss Granger as well- have
you taken a likening to her Severus?" McGonagall asked point blank.
"Good God woman, have you gone mad? The idea of me being
fond of any student, especially a Gryffindor is preposterous." Snape
"Deny it if you will Severus. I just want to make sure you
are holding up alright here, and that my students are safe."
"The Pryd girl is just about finished with the sheets, and I
think we're close to having some sort of a spell we can use on that
bloody thing. We could really use Albus' help though I'm afraid.
Things would go quicker with him here."
"Albus chose you because he knew you would get the job done
Severus. And you will. Just carry on with your work, and let that
brilliant mind of yours do its job. And let Hermione help you, Harry
and Ron too. That's why they are here. Let them do their job, ease
up a bit, even if it is just a smidge." Minerva told her young
"Yes, well pardon me but I have got to get some rest. All
those classes to teach, in a subject, which I'd rather not be
speaking of. The history of American Wizardry is much more
interesting than teaching about muggles going berserk and killing
each other in a bloody war every few decades."
Minerva laughed softly, "well, better me than you I must
say. Take care Severus, and I hope to see you back home soon." she
"Yes, thank you Minerva, I dare say I would like to get this
thing over with and get back to a place where people know how to
serve a decent cup of tea."
"Oh and Severus, Hermione's good for you."
"Oh bugger off you old bat!" he shouted, but all in vain as
Minerva McGonagall had already traveled back to Hogwarts.
Elsewhere in the mansion, Rogue and Hermione who'd been
unable to sleep since the event in the library had decided to take a
walk on the grounds. Logan had gone down to the Danger room and took
his frustration out on a holographic Snape. The three had been
burdened with a lot that evening and were tired of caution and on
Rogue's part, wanted to know the whole story. Hermione felt it her
duty to inform the girl, the target of the entire plan.
"They're after you Rogue. The people we're here to protect you
against. They're evil and they need you, and we don't know why."
Hermione finished up.
"Me? What the hell? Why are people always after me! Damnit, I
already went through this once. Level with me Mia, what is it this
time. Is it because of my skin?"
"It's because of who you are, and your mutation has something to do
with it. You're half Dementor. Don't take this the wrong way, but
dementors are evil creatures with no feeling who suck the souls out
of people. The haglets, the people after you are a breed of
Dementor, only worse. They want you because you share some
similarity with them. You're half dementor Rogue. It doesn't make
you a bad person, you are what you are."
"You just said they're evil fiends who suck the life out of people.
That sounds pretty damn bad to me Mia." Rogue said angrily.
"Look, there's no use getting upset about this. It's just what is
and they want you. You'll deal with this better if you're calm.
That may sound cold, but we need to keep our wits about us" Hermione
burst out, she caught a look at Rogue who was suddenly very still.
"What is it?"
"Run. Run now!" Without a backwards glance the two young women
sprinted back towards the mansion.
The hooded figures advanced slowly on the girls, their presence
striking fear into the very air. Six figures closed in on their prey
and two more emerged from the shadows blocking the door to the
castle. Bindie, the strongest immobilized Hermione with a hard punch
to the side of the head. Rogue ran to her side and was quickly
dispatched of by Civ.
A look into the terrible face of the haglet was enough to paralyze
her with fear. This wasn't Sabertooth, or Magneto, or any foe she'd
ever encountered. This was pure evil, and she was powerless to do
anything. A shot in the arm, caused Rogue to pass out and the two
girls were dragged away by the powerful haglets.
An insistent series of knocks awoke Severus Snape hours
before his alarm clock was set to go off. Without throwing a robe on
he answered the door.
"Sir, Hermione's not here. We found this outside in the
yard." A white faced Harry said as he presented Hermione's wand.
"Rogue is gone too, Logan has gone to look for the girls."
Ron announced, as pale as his best friend.
"Professor Xavier wants you right away, and he gave us
instructions to get Dumbledore and McGonagall." Harry said in a
Snape conjured clothing and practically ran to the
"Please get her sir. Don't let them get her." Ron pleaded
to his least favorite teacher.
"With Dumbledore and McGonagall we won't fail Weasly. I
assure you," he told the boy with a deep sincerity. "Get the others,
we haven't got much time."