Learning of Worlds-Private

[Orion]

//Got it! I do like that twist.

Of course. The staff quarters. Severus grimaced, his expression turning sour at Dumbledore's words. Dark eyes shifted to Minerva who was slightly smirking. Truly, she did not understand why Dumbledore put so much faith on the former Death Eater. After all, Snape had done amounts of dastardly deeds, but deep down McGonagall knew there had to be reason. Still, the gaps in information bothered her. The half-blood prince was capable of changing his position anytime and betraying Dumbledore's order. She knew she had to trust Dumbledore though. His faith in Severus was overexerted and he displayed his trust in him so freely that there had to be something that convinced the headmaster to rely on him...

Before Severus spoke up, Minerva burst out. "I'll offer up homage," she exclaimed.

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And of course, Dumbledore's answer was no. Severus unwillingly was left with the child in his company. With Ellie trailing behind him, the professor trailed through the castle in silence. He did not stop once for Ellie to marvel in the castle's wonders, but kept on walking. Eventually the two reached the potions professor's office nearby the Slytherin headquarters and his adjacent classroom.

Within his office laid a single desk in the corner. There were little possessions linger upon the tabletop, only a name tag and a few papers. Every paper he possessed, especially the exams, laid within the dresser drawers underneath with a protective spell for lurking students. Across the room laid a tabletop with cauldrons. Overhead, several cupboards were lined with rare potion-making ingredients, various-sized beakers, and further necessities for his work.

Upon walking in, Severus lingered by his desk till Ellie followed him in. With a flick of his hand, the door slammed behind the two and locked out anyone who wished to come in. Like any other professor, their quarters remained within their office. Snape's, in particular, was behind a bookcase lined potions books adjoining to the counter tops. He sauntered over to the bookcase, his hand laying on one specific red book within the middle of the case. Upon pressing down on it's top, the bookcase moved off to the right and revealed his own quarters.

A golden hue kept the room alight from a lamp mounted on the wall that laid over top another desk of his, this one presumably being covered in various notes (some even crumbled away in the wastebin). Behind that laid a mess of potion shelves lined with some of his more preferred choices, along with artifacts of his own laying there. There was a single photo of Lily Potter within the corner of one shelf, followed by a dreaded family photo. Across the room lied a posh leather chair with a wooden side table. Not far from it laid a messy bed. To the naked eye, his quarters would seem rather normal, but somehow so unnatural for the secretive professor. To Severus, there was much more to this room.

Letting go of the book in his grasp, Severus prowled into his quarters. With his wand, he cleaned up the area. Unimpressed, he watched as papers flew to their designated area and his bed was made by magic's invisible forces. As it finished, an exhausted sigh left him. "You may keep yourself accustomed here as long as you don't touch anything of importance-" Severus rudely gestured towards his desk and potions. "And remain to yourself while I work." His brow furrowed, one side raising to question her. "Got it?"