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#also headcanon that Minnie really didn't like Snape when he was a student
bimoonphases · 2 months
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@wolfstarmicrofic March 12 – prompt 12: Bombardo – word count 682
Bombardo - Creates an explosion
James was worried. Not because they had run into Snape and his minions in an empty corridor, or because they were now dueling with all the knowledge of their Sixth Year spells, or because all of that could lose them so many points Gryffindor would be out of the House Cup race until the year 2000. No, James was worried because Snape was hurling insults at Sirius while he was dueling against him and Remus. None of them ever listened to what Snape said usually, but James had just gotten his friends back on a talking basis after the awful event of the previous year and their relationship was so fragile anything could shatter it again. Snivellus, who was not stupid, as much as it pained James to admit it, had picked up on that and was trying to use it to his advantage.
“Nice one Black, did your mum teach you that? Oh, wait!” Snape shouted as he dodged Sirius’s spell.
James parried the spell Mulciber had aimed at him as he watched Remus try to disarm Snape to no avail.
“Well, despite all she might still be proud of how her son behaved, won’t you agree, Lupin?”
James moved Peter away from Avery’s range and cast a stupefy, hoping it would stun the two goons enough for him to deal with Snape himself.
“Look at him now,” Snape sneered. “Looking at you with sad dog eyes, all worried you’ll stop talking to him again.”
Mulciber was down, but Avery was raising his wand again and James had to focus away from where Sirius was stumbling back, a stricken look on his face while Remus stood motionless, looking at Snape. With one look to Peter, they managed to coordinate their spell and got Avery, sending him on the floor by Mulciber’s side. As they both whirled around, ready to help their friends, Snape laughed.
“Oh, we all saw that,” he said. “The Marauders broken up and Lupin wandering the castle with the girls in your year or even with the less likely group you’d think he would like! What was worse, Black? Seeing him with girls or seeing him with your own brother?”
Sirius’s face was crumbling, his wand now pointing at the floor. Rage filling his stomach, James made to jump forward but a hand on his arm stopped him.
“Pete, what-”
“BOMBARDO!”
The explosion almost made him fold in two, and when he looked up again Remus was standing wand in hand pointed at a knocked out Snape on the floor and a half-destroyed wall behind him.
“Moony?”
Sirius’s voice was little more than a whisper. James, arm still in Peter’s grip, watched Remus turn around to face Sirius, his eyes dark. And then Remus marched up to Sirius, all but crushing him against the nearest wall, kissing him hungrily.
“No one,” Remus growled after a while, his hands framing Sirius’s bewildered face. “No one can say things like that about you and not face the consequences.”
“Moony…” Sirius whispered before grabbing Remus’s hair and pulling him into another searing kiss.
James smiled, ignoring Peter who was poking his side. His friends were okay. Well, more than okay, judging by the way their hands had started roaming on each other. Peter was poking him again, but he just felt happy and so relieved and almost (almost) not uncomfortable at the way Sirius was currently moaning. Peter poked him again.
“What?” James finally looked at him.
Peter stared back, moving his arm to take all the scene, three knocked out students and one knocked down wall, in.
“Get the bloody cloak out, Prongs” he hissed. “We’ll get expelled for this!”
“Shit,” James muttered.
The cloak was fished out of his pocket and the happy couple covered and ushered away along with Wormtail riding on James’s shoulder just as Professors Flitwick and McGonagall rounded the corner.
“Oh dear, what do you think happened here, Minerva?” Professor Flitwick’s squeal echoed down the corridor as the Marauders made their hasty retreat.
“Whatever it was, they probably deserved it,” Professor McGonagall’s exasperated voice answered.
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