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Tartan Wrapped Dream	By : snapeswife Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/McGonagall Views: 10048 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 6: It’s not you

Minnie sat in her office calmly, a cup of tea was held between her delicately long fingers. Her piano which was at the moment charmed to play her favorite songs was picking out a light tune in her rooms, the sound traveling through the door, putting a small smile on her face. It would have been just as easy to turn on her Wizard Wireless but at the moment she needed the dulcet tones of the piano more than she did the rocking sounds or Wrock.

As she sipped from her mug silently she let her mind wander to the events that had transpired with Severus in his office. He seemed so on edge, so angry, and Minnie was more than certain that she hadn’t done anything to make him angry. Well she hadn’t done anything on purpose. With him being so ornery as of late she wasn’t sure if it was her or everyone that had been setting him off. Letting out an annoyed sigh she pushed all thoughts of the tall brooding professor to the back of her mind, she currently had much more important things to worry about and she needed to have a clear head for what she was about to do.

After finishing her tea she walked into her rooms and changed into one of her more provocative sets of robes, the purple satin falling to her knees, its neckline scooping dangerously low, its waist cinched tightly by a black robe, and her sleeves were almost nonexistent caps. Sliding the matching outer robes on she walked back into her office and sat down at her desk, grading a few of the more horrible tests and essays as she waited for the dreaded Cygnus to arrive.

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About a half an hour later Minnie heard the taletell knock that echoed through her office, rather than getting up she pushed her oval shaped glasses back up her face before calling for the person to enter. She internally rolled her eyes as she smelled his cologne first, and was none too thrilled when she saw him enter sans parchment, books or quills. With an obviously agrivated sigh she stood and took off her glasses.

“Professor Robbinson, where are the materials I told you to bring? I cannot help you if you refuse to bring the required materials! Honestly!” She said with slight huff as the man smiled at her brightly.

“I thought we could talk about it all over in my offices, I have a little dinner set up for us.” He said, attempting what she could only guess was charm, he unfortunately failed miserably.

“Unless you failed to realize this, we sir, just had dinner not even an hour ago, and not that it is any of your business but I am in a relationship at the moment, so the only motivations I have in helping you is to help you. If you have other motives, then I am sorry, but I shall refuse you anything but the friendship I offer all colleagues, If you have an issue with that I suggest you seek help elsewhere.” She sat down softly and put her glasses back on, not looking at the man before her. She could hear his dejected sigh before he agreed and left to go get his things.

Once he left the room she stood and did a small dance, in her victory, everything was going according to her plans, summoning a house elf she ordered fresh tea and fingered the vial in her pocket. Once the elf returned she took out the vial, and using her wand, she laced the interior of the cup with a thick layer of Vertiserum. Hoping that it was enough, pouring the hot tea into the cup, she poured some for herself in a much more decorative cup from her own collection. This had two purposes, the first being that she loved the cup, it had a semi noticeable tartan pattern on it without being absurd, the latter being to prevent him from switching their cups. Fixing her own cup the way she liked it Minnie returned to her grading, humming slightly as she did.

It didn’t take the odd looking man very long to return his arms full of parchment, books and other things. As he approached her desk she cleared some of her things out of the way, so he wouldn’t knock ink, or worse the laced tea, all over the essays. Interiorly rolling her eyes she sighed and let out a long calming breath, waiting for him to sit she finally sipped her tea for a moment, hiding a victorious smile behind her cup she watched him sip from his cup silently.

“So Professor Robbins, Cygnus, do tell me, what is your real name?” Without lifting his eyes, his nasal voice echoed through the room.

“Anthony Marcus Sanders.”

“Anthony, tell me, why are you here?” She asked raising an elegant eyebrow.

“I was sent to befriend you, to earn your trust, make sure you do as you are supposed to.” he said lifting his eyes to hers. Wide in sock he put a hand to his mouth and tried to cover it, but they were both well aware that no matter what he did the words would not stop coming from his lips.

Leaning forward slightly she sat the cup on the saucer before her and leaned forward. “Who sent you?” she said quietly.

“Kingsley Shacklebolt.” He said his voice shaking, but her face filled was filled with an almost inconsolable rage.

“WHY did he send you?” Her voice a still calm, like the ocean before the storm, it could instill fear, or consol, but at the moment she wanted nothing more than to ring the neck of the wizard who had so recently warmed her bed.

“He said you needed protection, so he arranged for me to be given the job, by the Board of Governors. So I came and am trying to do this, all of my motives are not my own.”

She let out a light sigh and sipped her tea again. “I believe that I should consult Pamona after this. You shall have to help yourself with the lesson plans.” Using her wand she removed all the enchantments that had been placed on him and shook her head in amazement as the true man was revealed before her. Casper Truman, a man of little reputation, but with huge ambition, he worked as an assistant for Kingsley.

“I cannot believe that he would stoop to this level. You sir, may go. It is your responsibility as sosne ome employed by this school to work on your lesson plans I wash my hands of you. If you do not feel that you will be able to teach, then you should go to the Headmistress, and resign.” Pointing her wand, which was still clutched in her hand, she opened the door and took it as a way to push him out the office. He sat for a moment and looked at her before he rose and walked from the room, slamming the door rather hard, and knocking a portrait off her wall.

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The month of September and then October went rather quickly, and unusually quickly. Severus had passes out very few detentions, but thanks to the large amount of dunderheads that had finished or been allowed to just take their NEWTS he didn’t have the normal idiots to deal with. He hadn’t spoken to Minny since her coming to his office, and as such he had had a very large amount of time to think about how things had gone.

October 31^st came rushing towards them all, and as it normally did, depressed Severus to no end. Despite making amends to Harry by protecting him from the Dark Lord to the best of his abilities he still blamed himself for Lily’s death. He had been the one to tell the Dark Lord about the Prophecy, he had killed his one love, although the spell hadn’t come from him directly it might as well have.

Nursing a large glass of whiskey in one hand, and an empty bottle in the other Severus Snape stared pathetically into the fire. Wallowing in his self loathing he stared into the flickering flames, watching as they danced and moved. Their delicate movements almost soothing, pulling his mind from the past for once. Lost in his trance he hadn’t heard the knock on his door. Which made the vision of Sybil Trelawney sitting in the chair next to him that much more shocking. She smiled at him softly before ticking her smoothed brown hair behind her ear.

“Good evening Severus.” She said, her voice eerily calm. “I do hope I didn’t disturb you, but Pomona sent me to inform you that, you will be required to be a chaperone for the Halloween dance tomorrow evening. Minnie was supposed to be on the roster for it, but a pressing matter came up with the Minister and she will not be on the grounds.”

Sneering slightly Severus muttered under his breath. “Yes, having the Minister pressing her into a bed is much more important.”

“What was that Severus, I am afraid I didn’t hear you.” She said sweetly.

“Nothing Sybil, if Pomona wishes me there, than I have no real choice then do I?” He said loudly, never pulling his eyes from the flame, although he did finish downing the last of his glass of whiskey.

“Why do you do this every year Severus?” She said quietly. “I understand that you mourn Lily still, but why do you try to drink yourself into such a stupor every year?” From the moment Sybil said her name he was up and out of his chair, pacing slowly.

“Never say her name in my presence again. This isn’t about her, it hasn’t been for a very long time. It WAS about her, but now that it’s over, I have no purpose.” He said softly, unsure of why he was even telling her this. “My only reason for really living was to protect Harry, to be Albus’ spy, and now that its done, that I have completed my task, what is there to do with my life?” He ripped his sleeve up over his left arm, bearing the mark and thrusting it towards her. “Who will want me when they know what I was, and who I served? Will anyone live the man and not the spy?!” he all but shouted at her.

Smiling softly at him Sybil rose, but didn’t walk towards him, instead she walked towards the door and opened it , stopping only to turn and look at him. “You might just be surprised Severus at what love you will find, if you take the time to love yourself for a change.” With that she was gone, leaving a very confused Severus standing alone in his rooms.

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Leaning against the wall Severus watched at the students of Hogwarts enjoyed the annual Halloween Party. Costumes were all around; masks and Masques were all around the room. The most annoying were the Harry Potter costumes; a few had even had the guts the charm on lightning bolt scars. Thankfully the party passed quickly and Severus was able to patrol the halls in peace. Passing out a few detentions here and there when he found couples snogging in the hallways, he was doing one final pass of the areas around the Great Hall before heading to the dungeons. Hearing a giggle coming from somewhere near the courtyard Severus pulled his wand and slowly crept his way towards the sound.

Turning the corner he saw the couple but couldn’t see who they were yet, so he moved slowly, creeping up upon them, to where they sat slightly hidden in the dark alcove. A moan came from the woman before a giggle and a voice that whispered quietly. “Kingsley we’re going to get caught! We aren’t exactly students anymore.” Standing fully Severus cast a silent Lumos spell and revealed the lovers.

Gasping Minnie stood and looked at Severus blushing, Kingsley however looked quite irate, which pleased Severus even more. “Professor McGonagall if you wouldn’t mind coming out from there, it is well past curfew, all the students are in bed, but that doesn’t mean that you should be acting like a harlot in the hallways.”

He sneered at her, his lip curling up just a little bit, and at length he turned to Kingsley, addressing him finally. “If you are done Minister, you should go, since this is a place of education and not a brothel for your personal pleasure. I would be best if you left.” The dark skinned minister didn’t argue, instead he hugged Minnie close before giving her quick kiss to her lips and storming away.

Lifting an eyebrow at Minnie, who at this point was straightening her robes in semi-dignified manner, turning quickly on his heel Severus began to walk towards the dungeons, obviously not caring if she was following him or not. The sound of her heels started after a moment before he felt a hand on his arm. Stopping he turned and looked at her just as her hand went flying through the air and hit him in the face with a resounding slap. Rather than respond or really react Severus turned around and went back inside the castle. From a nearby corner Albus Dumbledore watched behind his fingers as it appeared his plans were beginning to fall apart.
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