Drabble: Intelligence Will Out
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Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Dolores Umbridge.
Word Count: 100 x 9
Rating: PG-13
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snarry100's prompt# 604: Grace.
Summary: They close in on their goal.
Part Thirty-Nine of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):sevfan and emynn.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Intelligence Will Out
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Before Harry could react, however, Hermione clasped his arm. “Let Severus do his work,” she said warningly.
Inside the interrogation room, Severus stretched gracefully, his posture relaxing.
“Look,” said Hermione. “Everything’s fine.”
“Right.” Harry exhaled. “Sorry, this is driving me mad.”
Hermione nodded. “Understandable.”
Robards’ wand buzzed. Growling, he rose. “I’m being summoned.” Gesturing another Auror over, he said, “Keep an eye on things, Andrews. If anything odd happens, extract Snape immediately.”
“Yes, sir.”
With that, Robards left.
Inside the interrogation room, Severus leaned forward. “Now, shall we try that again? Where’s Percy Weasley?”
Umbridge smiled vacuously. “I don’t know.”
~
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Severus snapped.
Umbridge, still staring at Severus’ chest, smiled vaguely. Because of the way Severus had angled his body, Azizi was still not visible. “I don’t know.”
Severus drummed graceful fingers against the table. “Did you do something to him?” he asked after a few moments.
“Yes. I couldn’t have him hanging about.” Umbridge blinked slowly. “So I took some hair before getting rid of him.”
Alarmed, Harry squeezed Hermione’s hand.
“Did you kill him?”
“No. I knew I might need more hair, so I gave him to Mopsy.”
“Who’s Mopsy?”
“My elf.”
~
“Call your elf, have them bring Percy,” Severus demanded.
Umbridge shook her head, her expression almost regretful. “Can’t. I instructed her never to do that, even if I asked.”
“Then how do you obtain more of Percy’s hair when needed?”
Umbridge shrugged. “She brings hair, never Weasley.”
Severus ran a graceful hand through his hair. Unfortunately, doing that revealed Azizi.
Andrews frowned. “Oi, is that a Kneazle? That’s not allowed!”
Harry coughed. “She’s not interfering with—”
But it was too late. Andrews entered the interrogation room. “This interview’s over,” he said, roughly pulling Severus’ chair away and breaking Azizi’s connection.
~
Umbridge’s face underwent a rapid change. “What have you done to me?” she shrieked. Her eyes dropped to Azizi, cradled in Severus’ arms. “What kind of Kneazle is that?”
Severus arched a graceful eyebrow at her before he turned away. “She’s my Kneazle, and that’s all you need to know.” He smirked. “Thank you for your cooperation.”
“How dare you?” Umbridge shouted as Severus and Andrews left. “I’ll have you up on charges…!”
“Did you have to interrupt just then?” Harry asked Andrews.
“Sorry.” Andrews shrugged. “Can’t allow any irregularities.”
“It’s fine, Harry.” Severus smirked. “We have when we need.”
~
“We do?” Harry asked, frowning. “How can you say—?”
“Let’s discuss this in a more private venue,” interrupted Hermione. “Please excuse us, Andrews.”
“Sure.” Andrews positioned himself in front of the interrogation room door.
“Come, Harry. Snape.” Hermione gestured towards the lifts. “We’ll use my office."
Harry sighed. “Fine,” he said, taking Azizi when Severus handed her over. Azizi gracefully stretched in his arms, and stroking her as they rode up to Hermione’s office helped soothe Harry. By the time they arrived, he was calm.
Closing the door, Hermione turned towards Severus. “Right,” she said. “Explain.”
Severus hummed. “Very well.”
~
“While Azizi was holding Umbridge’s mind captive, I was using Legilimency.”
Harry blinked, putting Azizi down. “I didn’t know you could do that.”
“Nor did I,” Severus admitted quietly. “It was risky. It could have damaged Umbridge’s mind, or even my own.”
Hermione exhaled. “You took quite a chance.”
Severus shrugged gracefully. “Big risk, big reward. Anyway, I got a glimpse, and she wasn’t lying. Her elf’s been instructed not to return Percy. And the elf’s moving him daily, thus preventing any tracking.”
“Fuck,” Harry growled. “So how do we save him?”
Severus smirked. “We can’t. But another elf could.”
~
Hermione stared at Severus. “Elves to track another elf? That could work!”
“Fuck, you’re brilliant,” whispered Harry. A sudden surge of love and lust rolled through him. His Severus was sodding amazing.
Severus smiled. “I’ve my moments.” When his eyes caught Harry’s, they darkened. He licked his lips.
Hermione turned away and started digging through a pile of parchments on her desk. “I don’t have a personal elf, obviously, but we’ve Ministry elves. Although the name ‘Mopsy’ sounds familiar— Oh, honestly!”
Harry, being bent gracefully in Severus’ arms, was being snogged within an inch of his life.
“Ridiculous,” muttered Hermione.
~
The door slamming made Harry and Severus separate.
“We’re alone,” said Severus.
“Yeah,” murmured Harry, his hands pressed against Severus’ chest. He blinked, his mind clearing. “Sadly, I suspect Hermione will be back too quickly for us to—” He coughed.
“Make use of our privacy?” Severus purred. “Yes, I imagine you’re correct.” Leaning close, he whispered against Harry’s lips, “Still, we should take advantage of the opportunity this affords.”
Laughing, Harry opened his mouth, allowing Severus’ tongue to lead his in a graceful dance.
When the door opened, Harry sighed, pulling away. “Find an elf?”
Hermione shorted. “Better. Meet Mopsy.”
~
Harry spun gracefully. At the door stood Hermione, an elf beside her. “Go inside,” instructed Hermione. The elf obeyed.
Severus frowned. “This’s Umbridge’s Mopsy?”
“It is.”
Harry blinked. “But how?”
“Snape’s not the only smart one here, you know.” Hermione grinned. “That name sounded familiar, so I checked the Ministry-elf rolls. Evidently, ‘Percy’ hired an elf months back.”
Harry shook his head. “Incredible.”
“It makes sense,” said Severus. “Umbridge is the sort who keeps her minions close.”
“Right,” said Harry, eyeing Mopsy. “How do we get you to talk?”
Just then, Azizi purred, and they all looked at each other.
~
Continued in Below Expectations (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisannePairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Dolores Umbridge.
Word Count: 100 x 9
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: Written for
snarry100/snarry100/snarry100's prompt# 604: Grace. Summary: They close in on their goal.
Part Thirty-Nine of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):
sevfan and emynn.Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
~
Intelligence Will Out
~
Before Harry could react, however, Hermione clasped his arm. “Let Severus do his work,” she said warningly.
Inside the interrogation room, Severus stretched gracefully, his posture relaxing.
“Look,” said Hermione. “Everything’s fine.”
“Right.” Harry exhaled. “Sorry, this is driving me mad.”
Hermione nodded. “Understandable.”
Robards’ wand buzzed. Growling, he rose. “I’m being summoned.” Gesturing another Auror over, he said, “Keep an eye on things, Andrews. If anything odd happens, extract Snape immediately.”
“Yes, sir.”
With that, Robards left.
Inside the interrogation room, Severus leaned forward. “Now, shall we try that again? Where’s Percy Weasley?”
Umbridge smiled vacuously. “I don’t know.”
~
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Severus snapped.
Umbridge, still staring at Severus’ chest, smiled vaguely. Because of the way Severus had angled his body, Azizi was still not visible. “I don’t know.”
Severus drummed graceful fingers against the table. “Did you do something to him?” he asked after a few moments.
“Yes. I couldn’t have him hanging about.” Umbridge blinked slowly. “So I took some hair before getting rid of him.”
Alarmed, Harry squeezed Hermione’s hand.
“Did you kill him?”
“No. I knew I might need more hair, so I gave him to Mopsy.”
“Who’s Mopsy?”
“My elf.”
~
“Call your elf, have them bring Percy,” Severus demanded.
Umbridge shook her head, her expression almost regretful. “Can’t. I instructed her never to do that, even if I asked.”
“Then how do you obtain more of Percy’s hair when needed?”
Umbridge shrugged. “She brings hair, never Weasley.”
Severus ran a graceful hand through his hair. Unfortunately, doing that revealed Azizi.
Andrews frowned. “Oi, is that a Kneazle? That’s not allowed!”
Harry coughed. “She’s not interfering with—”
But it was too late. Andrews entered the interrogation room. “This interview’s over,” he said, roughly pulling Severus’ chair away and breaking Azizi’s connection.
~
Umbridge’s face underwent a rapid change. “What have you done to me?” she shrieked. Her eyes dropped to Azizi, cradled in Severus’ arms. “What kind of Kneazle is that?”
Severus arched a graceful eyebrow at her before he turned away. “She’s my Kneazle, and that’s all you need to know.” He smirked. “Thank you for your cooperation.”
“How dare you?” Umbridge shouted as Severus and Andrews left. “I’ll have you up on charges…!”
“Did you have to interrupt just then?” Harry asked Andrews.
“Sorry.” Andrews shrugged. “Can’t allow any irregularities.”
“It’s fine, Harry.” Severus smirked. “We have when we need.”
~
“We do?” Harry asked, frowning. “How can you say—?”
“Let’s discuss this in a more private venue,” interrupted Hermione. “Please excuse us, Andrews.”
“Sure.” Andrews positioned himself in front of the interrogation room door.
“Come, Harry. Snape.” Hermione gestured towards the lifts. “We’ll use my office."
Harry sighed. “Fine,” he said, taking Azizi when Severus handed her over. Azizi gracefully stretched in his arms, and stroking her as they rode up to Hermione’s office helped soothe Harry. By the time they arrived, he was calm.
Closing the door, Hermione turned towards Severus. “Right,” she said. “Explain.”
Severus hummed. “Very well.”
~
“While Azizi was holding Umbridge’s mind captive, I was using Legilimency.”
Harry blinked, putting Azizi down. “I didn’t know you could do that.”
“Nor did I,” Severus admitted quietly. “It was risky. It could have damaged Umbridge’s mind, or even my own.”
Hermione exhaled. “You took quite a chance.”
Severus shrugged gracefully. “Big risk, big reward. Anyway, I got a glimpse, and she wasn’t lying. Her elf’s been instructed not to return Percy. And the elf’s moving him daily, thus preventing any tracking.”
“Fuck,” Harry growled. “So how do we save him?”
Severus smirked. “We can’t. But another elf could.”
~
Hermione stared at Severus. “Elves to track another elf? That could work!”
“Fuck, you’re brilliant,” whispered Harry. A sudden surge of love and lust rolled through him. His Severus was sodding amazing.
Severus smiled. “I’ve my moments.” When his eyes caught Harry’s, they darkened. He licked his lips.
Hermione turned away and started digging through a pile of parchments on her desk. “I don’t have a personal elf, obviously, but we’ve Ministry elves. Although the name ‘Mopsy’ sounds familiar— Oh, honestly!”
Harry, being bent gracefully in Severus’ arms, was being snogged within an inch of his life.
“Ridiculous,” muttered Hermione.
~
The door slamming made Harry and Severus separate.
“We’re alone,” said Severus.
“Yeah,” murmured Harry, his hands pressed against Severus’ chest. He blinked, his mind clearing. “Sadly, I suspect Hermione will be back too quickly for us to—” He coughed.
“Make use of our privacy?” Severus purred. “Yes, I imagine you’re correct.” Leaning close, he whispered against Harry’s lips, “Still, we should take advantage of the opportunity this affords.”
Laughing, Harry opened his mouth, allowing Severus’ tongue to lead his in a graceful dance.
When the door opened, Harry sighed, pulling away. “Find an elf?”
Hermione shorted. “Better. Meet Mopsy.”
~
Harry spun gracefully. At the door stood Hermione, an elf beside her. “Go inside,” instructed Hermione. The elf obeyed.
Severus frowned. “This’s Umbridge’s Mopsy?”
“It is.”
Harry blinked. “But how?”
“Snape’s not the only smart one here, you know.” Hermione grinned. “That name sounded familiar, so I checked the Ministry-elf rolls. Evidently, ‘Percy’ hired an elf months back.”
Harry shook his head. “Incredible.”
“It makes sense,” said Severus. “Umbridge is the sort who keeps her minions close.”
“Right,” said Harry, eyeing Mopsy. “How do we get you to talk?”
Just then, Azizi purred, and they all looked at each other.
~
Continued in Below Expectations (LJ/IJ/DW).
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Date: 2017-11-29 04:09 pm (UTC)There's still work to be done but finally things are going the way they should be. :D
Thanks, love. I might forgive you, eventually :D
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Date: 2017-11-30 03:17 am (UTC)And yes, much work, although I suspect Azizi is tired and wants to go home, so she may just ~handle it. ;)
Thanks, hon!
And I'll sleep a lot better now knowing that. *g*
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Date: 2017-11-30 12:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-30 03:21 am (UTC)Thanks, bb!
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Date: 2017-11-30 10:15 pm (UTC)Wonderful new chapter and have I mentioned how much I dislike Umbridge. Can you imagine if she and Trump had babies? *shivers* I'm sure the offspring would give Voldemort a run for the money.
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Date: 2017-12-01 07:55 pm (UTC)And yes, she's my fave character to hate.
Thanks, hon!
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Date: 2017-11-30 10:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-12-01 07:56 pm (UTC)It just may take a bit more time. ;)
Thanks, dear!