#halfseverus

[hestiajones-wik]

“It’s awful, isn’t it?” Hestia shuddered as she turned her head away from the headline on the abandoned copy of today’s Prophet that had been left on the table before she’d arrived. “An entire family, simply--- Oh, I can’t imagine what their loved ones must be going through.”

[luciusofmalfoy]

Lucius paused on the doorstep to take another swallow of Blood-Replenishing Potion, grimacing at the coppery taste. One arm was held slightly stiffly at his side; he could feel it bleeding again under its bandage. It wasn’t even a very deep cut, yet he would have bled out if it weren’t for the potion he kept dosing himself with. Whatever the spell “Sectumsempra” came from, it was certainly aptly named. 

Lucius made a mental note to properly interrogate Crabbe at the first chance for exactly where he learned the spell he had accidentally hit Lucius with - though not before Lucius had tried his utmost to have it healed. Admitting to Crabbe that a spell he used had caused Lucius such trouble was an indignity that Lucius was not yet ready to bear.

As it were, after a visit to St. Mungo’s and half a night of research, Lucius was already down to the first of his last resorts.

He raised his good arm and rapped sharply on the door. It was the dead of the night, but Lucius was slightly desperate, and, with any luck, the occupant was still up.

“Severus? It’s me.”

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[groovekinnon]

Marlene knew better than to butt in where she wasn’t invited, but that never stopped her. It was practically fate that she had looked up in time to see such a grimace worthy purchase only moments away from being made. “If it was me, I’d probably save it for St. Patty’s day,” she commented, dropping the potential gift she’d been eyeing as she approached the offender. “It doesn’t really strike me as romantic enough for the fourteenth. Unless you’re into that sort of thing.”

[regaldaffodil-blog]

Patience was not a virtue she possessed, but Narcissa Black was so happy that she saw no problem in waiting to talk to Severus alone. Not wanting to interrupt her fiancé's best man in his working hours, Narcissa waited patiently until he finished serving his last client. She certainly did not want Severus to lose his job for neglecting his customers. 

With a smile of pure joy on her face, she approached the counter.  "Hello, Severus. I think you already know why I'm here."

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[luciusofmalfoy]

“Severus. It’s been a while. How are you?”

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[mulcimperius]

Usi Mulciber had dealt a great deal of tragedy to the world in his time. Most of it was unspeakable, each act seemingly worse than the previous, and yet--- Yet, he never felt quite fulfilled. It was a confession he daren’t utter to a single soul. He buried it instead in new ventures, new tasks, new orders that he graciously volunteered to tend to for the Dark Lord. Maybe this one would make him feel accomplished. No? Well the next, certainly, and if not, then the one after that.

He was several miles too far down this road when he found himself in the middle of Appleby, staring thoughtlessly into the window of a quaint shop beside the Bullseye. This time would do it. He was sure of it.

“You ready?”

[regaldaffodil-blog]

"What's going on with you?"