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The Phoenix and the Serpent: a Harry Potter RP

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[Nov. 27th, 2006|11:13 pm]
The Phoenix and the Serpent: a Harry Potter RP

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[sevsnapex]
WHO: Sevvy, Remus, and Samantha (sooner or later)
WHAT: That's what Snape would like to know!
WHEN: Starting Halloween night
WHERE: An alley with a tent and a tiny fire

Severus was drunk. Again. He was getting drunk more and more since his encounter with Black. He wished someone would come see him, even if it was only to arrest him. He deserved it, anyway. He had slain their hero of old. He had dashed the hopes of the Boy Who Lived. He was simply wretched. Similar feelings of rapidly declining self-worth were his fancies of the early morning hours.

Suddenly, a werewolf limped to him, looked imploringly at its hind leg and whimpered. Rolling his eyes drunkenly, Snape snarled, "Don't run a free health clinic, fella, now go."

The wolf growled a bit at him, glanced at its leg and whimpered again. Though still drunk, Snape wondered at the wolf's single-minded focus. It was a terribly Gryffindor attitude, really. Making the connection that would have made no sense to a sober mind, he implored, "Lupin?"

The wolf nodded, and glanced at his leg again. "You hurt your leg? C'mere." The wolf did as he was told. Feeling around the gash (which went straight to the bone, sure enough), Snape sighed. "Can give you potions to help, but I can't use my wand much. They'd find me." As he said it, he unstoppered a few bottles. "This'll help the skin mend before the mornin'," he said of one, pouring it down the wolf's throat. "This'll decrease the blood flow t'the area." The other was poured down the throat. "And this'll stop the pain." Down went the third. "This," Snape said of the bottle he held in his own hand. "This is scotch. Muggle scotch. Cheap Muggle scotch." He guzzled a bit. "Want some?"

The wolf shook its head and lay itself down to sleep. Rolling his eyes again, Snape stood. "I'll get you a blanket, your highness." After doing as he said, he sat again by his fire and moped about his wasted life.
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[User Picture]From: notromulus
2006-11-28 11:14 pm (UTC)
Groaning as he stretched, the post-moon Remus woke to the rising sun. The rising sun. Wasn't there something he was supposed to remember about that?

Taking a quick inventory of his surroundings, he saw Snape, passed out in a seated position, bottle of cheap Muggle scotch dangling from his hand. Great. I come here, he obviously heals me, and proceeds to get shitfaced.

Abruptly, he remembered the events of the previous night. Samantha should be about any moment. He glanced to Snape. He would need to get the boozed-out man into his tent. He prodded Severus with his foot.

"Severus?" he tried gently. All that did was make the man snore softly and wrinkle his nose. "Snape!" Remus tried again harshly. The man in question woke.
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[User Picture]From: sevsnapex
2006-11-28 11:16 pm (UTC)
Waking with a snap at the shout, Snape glanced around warily before snarling at Lupin. "I don't wake you up at obscene hours of the day!" he exclaimed, slightly affronted.
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[User Picture]From: notromulus
2006-11-28 11:19 pm (UTC)
"Be that as it may," Remus said in his long-suffering way. "I'm expecting someone, and I rather think you shouldn't be in the open for it." He glanced to the alley expectantly. Snape finally got the idea and thought to go inside his tent (which still smelled vaguely of dog urine for some reason) and left Remus alone in the alley.
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[User Picture]From: notromulus
2006-11-29 01:59 am (UTC)
"Thankfully, no," Remus replied amicably. "A friend does, though, and I'm not sure he's asleep yet, so..." he shrugged. "Shall we go?"
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[User Picture]From: notromulus
2006-11-29 02:12 am (UTC)
Stopping in his tracks, Remus realized she was right. Sirius had a smart girl there. "I need Polyjuice, then, don't I?" he sighed. "If I reveal my friend, and you freak out, will you please let me or him explain?" He cleared his throat. "Severus?"
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[User Picture]From: sevsnapex
2006-11-29 02:20 am (UTC)
Rolling his eyes that the sodding werewolf had given him away, Snape emerged. It figured that his own insufficient need for companionship had led him to the stupid man. He raised his red-rimmed eyes to meet the lady's.

"How do you do?" he asked politely. Coming off a drunken binge was not a polite way to meet a lady. His mother would be rolling in her grave.
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[User Picture]From: notromulus
2006-11-29 02:25 am (UTC)
"-Dumbledore," Remus finished her statement. "I realize that. But Dumbledore asked him to do so. He is the best Potions Master in Britain, and I trust him." Confident, he turned to Severus who gave him a scathing look. He faltered. "S-Severus," he stammered. "I find myself in need of Polyjuice with the hair of someone non-dark and non-consequential. Could you help me?"
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[User Picture]From: sevsnapex
2006-11-29 02:28 am (UTC)
"Forgive him, my lady," Severus said smoothly, bowing a bit. He turned his eyes to Remus and glared. "I do have what you request. If you are not put off your lunch by the hair of a Muggle, you can even turn into the man who works at the counter of my liquor store." Nodding to himself, he added the hair and gave the lumpy grey potion to Remus.
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[User Picture]From: notromulus
2006-11-29 02:43 am (UTC)
Remus rolled his eyes, and downed the potion without a thought of the precautions she had suggested. In a moment, the uncomfortable feeling of becoming someone else. Snape sneered while he became the spitting image of his liquor dealer.

"So, how do I look?" he finally managed. Snape rolled his eyes at that.

"You look fabulous, darling," he said condescendingly. "I've put the entire batch in this canteen." He pushed the mentioned object into Remus' hands. "Drink some once an hour." With that, Snape returned to his tent.

"Are you ready?" Remus asked Samantha. "We need to get going."
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[User Picture]From: notromulus
2006-11-29 02:47 am (UTC)
"You said you thought he was in Scotland?" Remus affirmed. "We could Apparate there."
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