|sheankelor (sheankelor) wrote,|
@ 2013-12-24 01:20:00
|Entry tags:||adventdrabbles2013, potter, snape|
Dec20, Harry Potter, Harry/Severus, Meetings
Title: The Weather Outside
Part 9: Meetings
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompt: adventdrabbles Day 20:Christmas fudge
Disclaimer: Just playing with those LEGO Snape and Harry's that sit on the corner of my desk. That is about as much as I own.
Summary: What did they reveal?
AN: Part of The Weather Outside Part 1: In the Cards Part 2: Merging Schedules Part3: Refusing to be Stuck Part 4: Against the Dark and Cold Part 5: Theory Testing Part 6: The Taste of Snow Part 7: What to reveal Part 8: Decorations
Hermoine was shocked when Harry contacted her the moment that the floo connection was restored. She was about to rush to the Ministry so that she could see what data had been collected by her team members. Putting on her most patient expression, she knelt in front of the fireplace. “What can I help you with, Harry?”
Harry could hear the aggravation that she was attempting to mask, and he was positive that Severus could as well. Sighing in his mind, he figured he would give them all a break. “Call me when it is a more convenient time, you sound as if you are busy.”
Shaking her head, Hermione caught sight of Ron out of the corner of her eye. “Why don’t you talk to Ron about this? I have to run into the office. You might not have noticed, but this last storm was brutal.”
Jumping up, she waved Ron over. She hoped whatever help Harry needed dealt with Snape. Ron had to learn to accept that those two were together, whether they approved or not. “I’ve got to get in now, Ron, they are already sending messages for me to hurry up.”
She pulled a blue stone out of her pocket to show how brightly it was glowing.
Ron sighed. “Go on, I’ll explain it better to Harry.”
He watched as she rushed to the Apparation point in the corner of the room and vanished, before turning to the flames. “Harry, what is the problem?”
“We needed to pass some information on to Hermione, but she seemed to be in a hurry.” Harry did his best not to sound upset, but knew Ron could hear it as easily as he could read Hermione’s tone.
Ron just shrugged it off, there was no need to make it worse. “Come on through, it will give me some company. Bring Severus with you, too.”
Stepping back, Ron cut the connection and waited for the other two to come through. While he waited, he summoned a couple of butterbeers and a glass into which he poured Severus’ preferred firewhisky. The floo flared green and his guests stepped out. “Welcome, have a seat in here or we can go to the kitchen, your choice.”
Severus spotted his drink then looked at it and then Ron for a long moment. Deciding to trust the ginger, he settled onto the sofa and picked up the glass. “Thank you for the refreshments. We are currently out of firewhisky.”
Harry dropped next to him, butterbeer already in hand. “Butterbeer as well.”
Ron grinned as he sat in the armchair. “We were too. I just got back from the store. One moment!” He hopped up and darted off to the kitchen, coming back a moment later with a small platter of fudge squares that were decorated with Christmas themed shapes. “I got extra to munch on, we can share them.”
He sat it on the table and wasn’t surprised when Harry dug in first. Leaning back in his seat, he looked at both of his guests. “So, what did you need to talk about?”
“We do not need your counseling, Ron. We only wished to pass some information about the snowstorm to Hermione.” Severus took a bite out of the fudge while enjoying the mixture of uncertainty and pleasure on Ron’s face.
Deciding on pleasure, Ron grinned. “Good, I’m glad you aren’t going to be dumping all that stuff on me. I just gave you the reins.”
Severus snorted lightly, but didn’t interrupt.
“What information did you want to tell Hermione? I’ll pass it on when she gets home. That might be tomorrow or the day after. I doubt you have noticed too much, but the Wizarding world has been at a standstill the last three days.”
Severus shook his head. “You do remember that, even though we live in the Muggle world, we work in the Wizarding one?”
Ron’s eyes widened. ‘Calm down. He isn’t attacking you, and you have stopped attacking him. I should have thought about the fact that he is an editor of a potions periodical.’ “Slipped my mind for a moment. I’ve been envious that you two could be off shopping, watching a show or whatever you wanted while we were trapped inside.”
Harry leaned forward, picking a gingerbread decorated fudge piece off the tray. “That is what we wanted to tell Hermione. This storm was bad enough that it cut the power in the Muggle world. Even the cars and other methods of transportation were stopped. You might want to call the Grangers to make sure that they are okay. We were lucky to have a fireplace and a stack of wood. I have to remember to thank your mother for all those candles she gave me. They came in handy.”
Ron froze, fudge halfway to his mouth. “What?! That is something Hermione would need to know. She should have known that you wouldn’t have called her right after a storm for some simple matter.”
Ron ran a hand over his face. Hermione just didn’t respect Harry as much since didn’t become an Auror but has instead decided to play Professional Quidditch. “I’ll call the Grangers after you leave. Hermione is going to be so annoyed that she didn’t stay. Do you have anything else?”
Severus nodded and took up his side of the story. “I left work after the storm had set in. Just after they cut the floo connection. I didn’t know that the Muggle world was brought to a standstill as well. I walked to the Cauldron, and then planned to catch a bus or cab to the house. I ended up walking the entire way. Luckily warming charms are slightly effective in it.”
“Hold on, Severus. You walked in the storm, knowing that it could be very dangerous?” Ron placed his uneaten fudge next to his bottle and glared at the man. “I told you that you were to stop Harry from doing things like this, not to start doing them yourself.”
Severus raised an eyebrow at the glare, but just continued. “As I walked through the snow, I noted that the different gusts had slightly different feels to them, and that they all felt different than the snow that was on the ground.” Severus had checked that the morning after their evening stroll and theory testing. Harry has wanted to use the snow as a possible back up water supply just in case the pipes froze.
Harry looked at Severus, surprised. They had agreed not to mention that. He hoped his partner wasn’t underestimating Ron.
Ron’s eyes narrowed in concentration. “So, you were able to determine that the energies that the Ministry are studying are different than how they are falling from the sky. You do know that the Department of Mysteries think that the snow and water that they’ve collected off the ground will tell them all that they need to know?”
“Yes, I know that. I also expect you not to question us anymore on this, and to let Hermione know what we’ve told you. We are concerned that they will not be able to determine the variances between the different energy types.” Severus watched Ron, knowing that he was going to be drawing the lines any moment and then ask the right question.
“You can figure them out... Harry, can you?” Ron looked over at his best mate just as Harry took a large bite of the fudge.
Harry nodded and swallowed quickly. “Not as much as Severus, but I can a little bit.”
Ron pursed his lips slightly before coming to a conclusion. “It has to do with your connection to Voldemort, most likely. That is what both of you have in common. If that is true, then you are right, they won’t be able to detect it. I might not let her know that yet, as they can’t run any tests. I have a feeling that neither of you are available, right?”
“Right.” It was Severus that answered as Harry was drinking this time. “We will continue our own investigation, though.”
Ron nodded. “Of course you will, both of you are as curious as kneazles. Keep me informed, and I’ll pass what information that I can get to you. Now that that is handled, we are seeing you Christmas morning, right?”
Harry shook his head. He had yet to have a chance to tell Mum Weasley the change in plans. “We are going to be at Hogwarts, and then we’ll come over. We should be there around two or three.” At Ron’s face, Harry continued quickly. “I’ll let your mum know, you don’t need to do it.”
“Thanks, mate.” Ron’s relief was evident in his voice as much as it was on his face. “It was hard enough getting you there midmorning.”
“I thank you for that effort, Ron.” Severus finished his drink and stood up. “We should be heading back, Harry. I do have to go into work sometime today.”
Ron wrapped up a small bundle of fudge and handed it to Harry. “I’ve got to run into the shop and check to see how everything fared as well. I’ll call the Grangers while I am out. You two take care. Harry, good luck with Mum.”
“Thanks, Ron. Make sure that Hermione gets the message.” Harry waved bye as he and Severus stepped into the floo.
Spelling the fudge to keep it fresh, Ron headed back out.