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What sort of knowledge muggles have about our world. It's a bit more interesting than the relationship debates.

Unfortunately it's a bit difficult to pick up on that between the... debates and the impertinent questions. So far.

[A couple of the panels that weren't relationship related were definitely -- interesting, but unfortunately his presence derailed most of them when they saw him stick his head inside or lurked in the back. It might not be such a problem now, but he's... less keen on trying.]

[Fans, however, have noticed Remus and are milling over. Some with chocolate, and others with 'can you show me this spell' requests. Snappe lapses into silence and watches as a an 'outsider' for a moment, waiting to see how Remus handles groups of fans for a moment.]

[Remus handles it with a sort of puzzled gratitude that comes from a person who is barely used to people he sees daily treating him as someone worth paying attention to. Strangers providing this same sort of service are just baffling. At least one seems far too pleased by the fact that Severus is only some few meters away.]

[Questions about his personal life are put down easily and a few easy spells satisfy the rest. Within a few minutes, he's managed to get through them all and offers one of the chocolates to Snape with an amused smirk. Whether or not the man takes it is another story, not that Remus is likely to be offended.]

They've been giving them to me all morning. I haven't had the heart to say no.

[Snape looks at the chocolate bar, and gives a curt shake of his head. He just observes, and then... he realizes they're looking at him.]

[None of them seem to be part of that creepy Snapewife encourage-- this group has the oldest member at maybe fifteen, and the youngest at probably ten. The silence they take on is something rather reverent, because... they're at that age where they think Edward Cullen is hot and the path of tragic romance is, well, the way it's supposed to be if it's 'true love'.]

[Snape is getitng more uncomfortable by the second under the eyes of these young ladies.]

[And then one asks a very general question:]

"Will you two show us the patronous charm? Please?"

[Snape just liks at Remus, bland and flat. Sure, show them, Remus!]

[Remus shrugs, putting the bar into his bag as he notices this last group, considering them and the question they've asked.]

[Somehow, he's not surprised at all. That spell seemed especially popular and he tended to keep the thing incorporeal to avoid awkward questions, but it seems important. The please helps. He draws his wand, murmuring the spell under his breath as the bright white shape of a massive bear bursts forth, shaking its head as it paces a circle around the girls, drawing attention from those nearby.]

[He considers it blankly, knowing the next question will be about its form and having no way to explain it without getting into personal details of his life in the City which he would rather not.]

[His Patronus fades away into nothing and Remus shakes his head when the question is asked. Instead, he turns the subject to the man standing a few feet from him. They had asked...]

I believe it's your turn, Severus.

"Oh, yes. Please, Professor!" [She's insistence, half trying to not bounce on the balls of her feet in excitement. Remus wonders if she knows something he doesn't.]

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[Not unlike his patronous, Snape freezes-- a veritable deer in the headlights. The excuse he gives sounds weak even to his ears, but he steels himself all the same.]

No Death Eater has ever produced a patronous.

[But that gets a bunch of scrunched faces and confusion.]

"But you're not-- we know. You're Dumbledore's Man."

You best not repeat that to certain ears, children.

[Snape's admonishment is lost on them, and they continue to wait. The smallest one, with her tumble of mousy brown hair and blue eyes behind too thick glasses puts her face in a moue and says, very plaintively, and does the worst thing she could possible do: she pleads, forgetting what sort of man Severus Snape was for six books before the seventh.]

"I want to see the doe!"

[Snape's gaze is on the girl with laser-intensity in a second, and her petulance shrivels under the force of his gaze. Abruptly, the lot of them had realized they've gone much, much too far. Snape's lips twist and even as his teeth bare in a snarl, they scatter like leaves on the wind as far away from the ground as they can possibly get.]

[That was 'scaring the crap out of children' in record time.]

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[The behavior displayed by the group is stunning. It's like nothing Remus would have expected from anyone that would admire someone like Severus Snape. Pleading rarely worked on anyone and definitely not this man.]

[But it's his response that gives away the truth. If he'd been more dismissive, Remus might have thought the girl was lying or believing some inane theory, but Severus's response is pure venom.]

A doe... but that was - is Lily-

[The reality of it is like cold water being thrown in his face. He knew exactly why that had been Lily's Patronus, why his own had changed, and why countless others in papers and studies over centuries had seen their own Patronuses change.]

[Snape earns one carefully guarded look of understanding before Remus lets the subject drop. There's no need to speak of it - especially in so public a place - and it's clear that anything further would get him more than just an angry snarl.]

I think that's enough magic for today, don't you?

[Little girls romanticize everything. And the under twenty set is the worst of the lot. EVERYTHING can be glossed over in the name of romance. After all, some people find Edward Cullen ripping the engine of his girlfriend's car out so she cant' see a rival 'romantic' or 'hot'. They don't grasp certain...realities in the depth of their romantic fantasy.]

[Somehow, they might've thought he'd be touched. Maybe understand that they think he was awesome, the better man. All of those thoughts evaporated, however, in a heartbeat with the baring of Snape's crooked teeth. James/Lily just got a few new supporters, but that doesn't matter to Snape.]

[What matters is public humiliation and the rage that it creates. He growls like a wounded animal, before he catches Remus's look -- and that's almost worst then stroppy little girls romanticizing his pathetic affairs of the hearts. Merlin, that makes it a thousand times worse.]

Quite.

[For Remus, it puts a great many things in the past that he had suspected but never quite seen or examined beyond what was being presented at the surface into focus. If nothing else, it made the other wizard a little bit more human, something Remus was certain Severus would hate to hear. Especially from him.]

[Which means it is time for a distraction. Alcohol?]

Care for a drink? I'm certain there a bar somewhere in this place worth a visit.

[Snape's eyes cut to Remus, just at the corners -- as if he refuses to turn his head before he's got the fullness of his temper wrangled to a manageable level.]

[He bites his tongue on his first reaction, which is to just -- let go of all of that vitriol. Remus would soak it up like a fairly obedient sponge, because -- well, he's Remus bloody Lupin.]

[But he is, before anything else, a Slytherin... and Remus, no matter what he has done to the man, no matter how petty and cruel and vile he has turned on the man... has turned around and given him the benefit of the doubt. Not because of Snape himself, but because of Dumbledore's trust.]

[It makes him a great patsy. It also means he's the only Marauder he could conceivably make an ally before the evening, and the one he has the easiest time dealing with. Besides, the man didn't actually do anything but stand there and be reasonably good at Defense Against The Dark Arts. He should, perhaps, hex the next stupid teenage slattern that comes up getting into his miserable wreck of his lovelife and see if she thinks he's a tortured Byronic hero then.]

[His eyes are set forward now, and he nods once, curt and not friendly, but accepting.]

There is; follow me.

[Damned if he'll follow the wolf anywhere, though.]

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[Remus tries not to look too surprised when Severus actually accepts his offer, though being told to follow him does get an almost irritated look out of him. He didn't particularly like being spoken to that way and it hits a nerve a good deal harder than he'd expected.]

[Better shouldering his bag, he hold up a hand.]

Just a moment.

[He takes his time adjusting the contents of his bag, almost tempted to make the inside larger before he finds a way to make everything fit.]

All right. I think it's on the first floor.

[Instead of following, the two of them just end up walking side by side. It earns them a few strange looks, but after Snape's outburst, not many people seem eager to approach. Remus is almost grateful.]

Edited 2011-09-13 23:08 (UTC)