Date: Thursday, October 14th, 1976
Time: 10:10 am
It hadn’t taken Sirius longer than three days. Two days of thinking about what had happened. To visit Mary on both days until she was able to leave the hospital wing, and to see the vulnerable suspicion in her eyes whenever she came near any Slytherins at all. To see the worry on most students’ faces, especially the younger ones. That something like this was going to happen again, and that it was going to happen to them. It was no secret that both girls were muggle borns. But to his satisfaction Sirius had noticed how all the muggle born students seemed to have friends with them at all times now, to keep this from happening again. They as well had organised this among each other, to make sure that neither Mary, nor Lily were ever on their own outside of the Common Room, the only two muggle born Gryffindors in their year.
So far it had been quiet, but the thing Snape had said didn’t leave Sirius alone. That Halloween was coming up in two weeks, and that this could have been just the prelude. The practice run. Even though their teachers had questioned every student that had been in Hogsmeade that day, to Sirius’ disbelief there hadn’t been any culprit found. In his eyes they should have done much more than just question them, because to have people running around the school who attacked others with Dark Magic…
And that had brought him to Bellatrix. Snape had mentioned her too - and it wasn’t like Sirius hadn’t thought of her as well. They had grown up in close proximity of each other after all, and it had been impossible to miss certain… tendencies.
So when Sirius saw her, rather by chance, striding down a corridor between classes with no minions attached to her heels, he took the chance, left the others, and went after her. The moment they turned a corner and were alone, Sirius spoke up.
"Apart from my transformations, I was happier than I had ever been in my life. For the first time ever, I had friends, three great friends. Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, and, of course, your father, Harry ― James Potter. Now, my three friends could hardly fail to notice that I disappeared once a month. I made up all sorts of stories. I told them my mother was ill, and that I had to go home to see her…I was terrified they would desert me the moment they found out what I was. But of course, they worked out the truth…And they didn’t desert me at all.”
"You’re going to make a bloody good auror with those deduction skills. Really the force will be plenty lucky to have you in their midst." He spat once let go. Severus fixed the collar of his shirt, until he was presentable, flicking off an invisible speck of lint. Though he was very aware of the slight fraying at he edges of his sleeves he didn’t show it. Everything in the Snape household was second hand. Anything new would have been an anomaly.
"Now as I was saying before you shoved me against the wall." He looked at Sirius pointedly. "Yes, Halloween is as good a time as any, or anytime there’s a feast and everyone is distracted."
His eyes rolled in the most sarcastic way possible. Did he have anything to gain from cursing a random girl in the streets? No, certainly not. Severus had only been trying to enjoy the freedom from the castle, not get pulled into an accusations war. “Think what you like but I had nothing to do with it. Why not ask your dear cousin?”
If anything Bellatrix knew who it was. It was even possible that she had done it herself. Or any of the other Slytherins that were capable of doing this. Another choice was that it wasn’t anyone from Hogwarts but someone else entirely. “What I don’t get it why Mary? She didn’t do anything to anyone ever. She’s just too…good.” He said the words like it had a bad taste.
"As if I need to become an Auror to bust your arse if you ever really fuck up," Sirius shot back, still fuming. He couldn’t stand Snape, his disgusting haughty righteousness, the petulantly bored tone of his voice, his creepiness and fascination with everything Sirius had been running from when he had left Grimmauld Place. He watched him flick an imaginary bit of dirt from his shoulder and felt the almost overwhelming urge to knock him into the dirty ground for it.
"Way to state the obvious. Well done, Snivelly. I don’t care what you’re saying, but if I find out you had anything to do with this, anything at all, you’re going to regret it."
There was, however, one word that did make Sirius pause. Bellatrix. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t thought of her already, because how could he not? Sirius’ jaw clenched. He avoided that cousin of his, hadn’t talked to her in a long time actually, but definitely not since he had left his parents’ house. But loathe as he was to admit it, there was a chance that Snape could be right. And maybe it was time after all to break that silence.
Snape’s final words took Sirius by surprise. He didn’t know what the other was trying to express, and the way he said ‘good’ made Sirius’ blood boil again. He took another step towards the other youth, staring at him. “Yes, she is. It’s a sad world where that’s the reason to be hurt like this, don’t you think?”
… I know you think you’re being funny, Remus.