The twins arrived back at the school in a puff of smoke, through the fireplace they had left from. They realised quite disappointedly that they were faced with a rather angry Severus Snape.
"Mr and Miss Gaunt" he spat at the two teenagers, "when I gave you permission to use my Floo, that was with the understanding that you should tell me when you are leaving the grounds" he told them sternly "it is way past curfew, 10 points each from Slytherin abs straight off to bed" the orders came with his signature sneer.
"Of course your majesty" Marcel muttered sharply under his breath as they made their way down to the stairs and towards their common room.
Once they reached the dungeons, they noticed two familiar figures pacing up and down outside the common room.
"Potter? Weasel?" Marcel sounded surprised "what the hell is the chosen one doing down in the cruelly dungeons?" He was mocking the spectacled Gryffindor who just simply rolled his eyes in response. Ron started forward angrily but was sent back again with a stern look from Harry.
"I was hoping to talk to your sister" Harry said matter of factly "in private" shooting a wary glance at Marcel
"No chance"
"Marcel" Emerald interjected "in the nicest possible way.... shove off" she smiled sweetly and he glared at her
"You want to talk to these filthy Gryffindors?" He questioned her appalled "they're friends with that mudblo...."
"Hermione!" Emerald interrupted once more "that muggleborn's name is Hermione and she's most definitely smarter than you brother so it would appear blood status doesn't count for a damm thing" she said venomously leaning into her brother's ear
"You have just made the decision to fight for their side" she hissed " To move in from those stupid beliefs— don't take it all back now and start being a pureblood manic like grandad" and if looks could kill, Emerald would have been in Azkaban for the murder of her brother.
"Fine" he muttered through gritted teeth "but I'm staying"
Emerald nodded "I think that can be accepted" she sent a questioning look to Harry and he nodded
"What's troubling you Harry?" She asked him kindly, ignoring the glare she was receiving from Ron
"Well ummm..." he scratched the back of his neck "we were wondering if you could help some of us with practising nonverbal and wandless spells" he looked at his feet "and well you're sort of the best the school has ever seen"
Emerald thought for a moment "what sort of nonverbal and wandless spells?" In truth she knew Harry had been building an army for months unbeknownst to her fellow Slytherins and she'd not breathed a word, however she knew a couple of the members had a penchant for dark spells
"Only a couple of defensive spells and a few stunning spells" he confirmed "just protection really"
She nodded before a thought struck her
"Harry..?" She whispered, beckoning him in closer briefly, earning her a suspicious look from both Ron and her brother
"What do you know about finding Horcruxes?" And Harry's eyes widened
"How did you know about those?" He hissed and she shook her head
"Not the Dark Lord's, my mother's" she eluded and his eyes widened in realisation.
"That's how she survived" he said under his breath and they both pulled away
"I'll help you" Emerald said "on one condition.."
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