Vespertine | By : BrownRecluse Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 3610 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
Disclaimer: All characters and elements that comprise the wonderful world of Harry Potter belong to J. K. Rowling. I’m just borrowing them for a bit of non-profit fun. Also, I used to be known as BrownRecluse, but a name change was long overdue. ;D |
Morning slipped into afternoon, dragging clouds behind it. In London, a bell outside the Ministry for Magic tolled the hour.
Deep in his cluttered, basement office and bathed in a pool of lantern light, Arthur Weasley scowled at his latest acquisition. It was an L-shaped object that had two small levers: one sitting atop its long, steel tube and one below, hanging in front of its polished wooden grip. Beneath the top lever and to one side was another, more interesting part, a secret compartment of sorts that he could pull out and spin round. Said compartment was the reason behind his scowl. It contained six smaller partitions, six tubular chambers that tapered at the bottom: six spaces for six specific bullets.
That was the problem.
He'd found an assortment of ammunition in a box labeled, "Mortal Implements," beneath his worktable. Most of these were lead balls, no bigger than Knuts, but a few were Drooble-sized. The tiniest ones came wrapped in bright-colored plastic coats. None of them fit, however. He needed something longer, slimmer, and pointed at the end, but so far, those he’d found nestled inside a black leather sling were too fat and the ones he'd found in a smaller box inside a drawer, were far too short.
Sighing, he slid off his stool, crossed to an Apothecary-style chest, and began rifling through its many drawers. In one of these, he found a handful of brass-colored projectiles that looked as though they might fit. Taking them back, he stood at the table and wearily slipped one into the chamber.
It went in easily!
Its five mates took their places in the surrounding chambers in quick succession and when Arthur closed the secret compartment, the “cylinder” he’d read so much about, it made a sharp click. Finally, the promise of closure lay in the palm of his hand! “Yes,” he cried. “A perfect fit!”
“Working on a Saturday? My, you are dedicated,” Rita said peering around the doorway. “Are you sure you know how to use that, darling?”
“Oh, yes. They're in all the Muggle crime novels! You just press this top lever all the way down and after that, all you have to do is point, squeeze this lower lever in the ring here, and bang! High-speed lead therapy—that’s what the Muggles call it. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you,” he said, when she didn’t move. Carefully, he placed the pistol on the table. “All clear! Come in and give us a hug.”
“I don't know why you feel you need a gun, when the wand I gave you would do a proper job,” Rita said, nuzzling against him.
“Shh! Someone might hear you! Besides, I want Snape to die like a man. From what I've read, a blast from one of these is more excruciating than the Cruciatus Curse!” He nodded to the gun, admiring how it gleamed in the light. “I'm saving the wand for Hermione.”
Breaking from him, Rita said, “That's what I came to tell you: she's not there. He's the only one who goes in or out—one of my sources confirmed it.”
“She will be by tonight; I'm sure. Thanks to you, I'll be ready.” He patted his chest over his sweater.
“I should come with you,” she said, pressing close to him.
“No. You should stay as far away from Spinner's End as possible. If things go pear-shaped, I don't want you implicated.” He kissed the top of her head.
“What do you think Severus is doing right now?” She looked up at him. “You know, I heard he's working at the mill, stacking bolts of cloth all day. Can you believe it? Oh, how the mighty have fallen!” She giggled.
“Excellent.” Arthur grinned. “He can use that cloth as his winding sheet.”
“Just promise me that you'll be careful.”
“Always,” he said.
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