A Little Help from a Snake // Tomarry

61: Spring Has Arrived

Reposted: December 29, 2021

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Can it be? A new chapter within a month? Two weeks? That hasn't happened it ten years

Y'all, I've been tagged in three different Tomarry fics after someone brings up Tomalongadingdong. I just— wow

Summary: term had started up again

"Can it be summer already?" Harry muttered, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for Blaise to get back up.

Draco gave him a look of exasperation. "That's the eighth time I've heard you say that. And we hadn't even been back for two weeks."

Harry returned his stare with a raised eyebrow as if to say, Your point?

"Impedimenta!" Daphne said, sending Draco staggering back a few steps before he could say anything else.

"Not bad," Remus said. "But you're adding an extra flick at the very end. Try to keep the wand still."

Daphne repeated the incantation and Draco, who had only just gotten back in position, went flying across the room. Thankfully, Remus had put up cushioning charms to prevent injuries. Last time, George Weasley had to go to the hospital wing because he fractured his wrist. Fred had gone up to Remus after class and reassured him that they wouldn't blame him and gave him a bag of sweets as a peace offering. No one had touched it.

"Very good," Remus said as the bell rang. "Well done, all of you. Please turn in your essay on your way out."

The Slytherins headed for the Great Hall. Many of the Gryffindors were already there; Harry spotted Ginny with Ron and Hermione. Ever since Remus had sneaked her out to have the goblins remove her compulsions, she had been more like herself, though sometimes she would gaze at Harry like she did before to keep Dumbledore from suspecting. Once or twice, she would follow him, only for Severus to take points away (Remus would add them back subtly so it didn't impact their placement). Ron and Hermione were doing their part as well, steering Ginny away or directing her attention elsewhere. Dumbledore didn't suspect a thing.

Harry realized two seats at the High Table were empty: the headmaster's and Severus'. Probably taking another look at his Dark Mark. Still, Harry made a mental note to ask him later.

"I'm starving," Tracey announced, piling her plate with food.

"When are you not?" Daphne joked.

Tracey shot her a deadpanned expression while stabbing her potato.

"Oh, there's Professor Snape," Theo said, looking toward the entrance in surprise.

Heads from all four tables turned to watch the potions master stalk toward the High Table. He was not normally late, so even a minute or two was enough to garner attention. Remus gave him a concerned look but didn't ask him what was wrong. The Great Hall was not a time to discuss private matters.

Harry finished his lunch and headed off to his next class. He would ask them before dinner.

Or at least, that's what he intended to do. Ron stopped him as he was leaving Transfiguration.

"Harry!" he shouted, running up to him.

"Yes?"

"Dumbledore told me to give this to you," he told him, handing him a note.

Harry raised an eyebrow as he read it over. It didn't say much, only that he wanted to speak to Harry, but the fact that he was calling him up at all did not bode well.