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DECISIONS | The Inner-Circle+Severus
Date: November 18th, 1981 Location: The Potter Estate, Sitting Room
James was livid. Emma-Fucking-Vanity had pulled a fucking Dorcas-Fucking-Meadowes and brought a fucking Death Eater into his house! He wanted to scream - had yelled, a little bit already. And his fingers were clenched tightly around his wand, though he hadnât thrown any stinging hexes this time. Yet.
Theyâd tied Severus up, magically binding him to a chair, and taken his wand - but they didnât exactly know what to do with him. Emma had told them he knew a cure⊠James didnât buy it, despite the fact that she looked much better than before. He wiped at the blood on his cheeks and glared at the rest of the inner-circle, unable to contain his resentment for the fact that they were even considering letting Severus Snape stay.
âHeâs a Death Eater! We all know heâs a Death Eater! Thereâs no way he wonât screw us all over the second he has the chance. I donât care if heâd cured bloody Dragon Pox, we canât be consider letting him into the Order. Caradoc - â James looked to the older member, almost pleading, though not expecting any sympathy. âJust wipe his memory and send him on his way. Weâve got these âcuresâ or whatever - if thatâs what you really want. We keep them and send him on his way.â
@alicealongbottom
The one thing that Alice had come to realize was that being associated with the Order meant that a never-ending heap of chaotic issues that could wind up with all of them sitting in cells in Azkaban.Â
The room was a dull roar behind the drumming of her pulse that echoed in her ears, drowning out a very displeased James Potter. The list of things that were being presented to her to deal with just kept stacking up, and she was ready to burst. She didnât trust Severus as far as she could throw him. And yetâŠ
A cure.
Sheâd heard how poorly the Vanity girl had faired, and when sheâd waltzed into the Orderâs base of operations with one Severus Snape in toe, sheâd seemed the perfect model of health. If there really was a cure, and he could provide it⊠It could get their side of things all back up and on their feet that much faster. And it could help Frank.
âAnd where does that put us, James? With a very confused Death Eater who still has suspicions of someone in our ranks. Unless Emma Vanity has suddenly taken to parading about announcing that sheâs part of the organization that nearly blew up the Ministry, I suspect heâs been coming to this conclusion for a while.â
Coughing into her handkerchief and pushing her hair back, her eyes fell upon the tied up elephant in the room. The whole scene stunk of illegal activity. It looked as though theyâd kidnapped him and were holding him against his will which was exactly what they were doing much to her chagrin.
âWe need to think this threw. What are our options? That wonât get us locked up for life?â
@cxradocdearbornâ @muddymaryâ
For the first time in his life, Caradoc agreed with James Potter.
Well, perhaps he didnât agree with all the yelling and the whining, but he was self-aware enough to know he hadnât looked much different days ago, about the Dorcas situation. They each had subjects that hit too close to home, he supposed. He didnât care enough to ask, but it was clear that there was some unresolved tension between the two young blokes in the room. Caradoc always made an effort not to mind these youngstersâ business, whatever happened between James and Severus in the past wasnât relevant to their current present. Maybe it had been a love affair gone wrong, who knows.
As expected, Caradoc stood there, arms crossed, still as a statue, as everyone shouted and danced around each other in the initial frenzy. This was his role in the inner-circle, something solid to lean against. He could be that today, when he wasnât particularly emotional about the presence of Mr. Snape, nor sick.
He listened to Jamesâ pleas, listened to Aliceâs argument. A deep breath filled his lungs and came out in a long sigh. Iâm about to agree with James Potter out loud, he thought. How mildly embarrassing for all of his grudges.
âJames is right,â he said, and it came out easier than he thought it would, because it was the utter truth. There was no reason they should keep Severus around, or let him keep the memory of all of this. Whatever had led them to this gigantic mistake, it could be wiped away easily. âCure or not...â
There was a pause, as he thought about that last part. It pained him, somewhere deep in his moral compass, the idea of keeping these alleged cures and sending the poor boy off without memory. Caradoc was a righteous man, he didnât like the idea of just stealing something, but the safety of the group had to come first. âCure or not, he canât leave remembering all this, and he canât stay. That much is obvious, I reckon. I donât see a reason for him to stay,â he looked around the room, silently inviting anyone to object, to change his mind. âWeâre not a shelter, we donât just take in the strays that come knocking on our doors, now, do we?â
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