[Every time she thinks back on what she's written, she gets a crawling feeling in her stomach--and then she goes and throws herself into something else. Her room is now remarkably tidy, her cat has been brushed within an inch of his life, and all her books are alphabetized by subject.
Finally, finally, he replies, and she's quicker to answer this time. It matters more than she'd like to admit, the fact that none of what he says is accusatory or dismissive.]
I don't think speaking with Professor Snape will be necessary. If he still has doubts about my role in the fire, I'll set him straight.
[And it won't be kindly. Luckily, he seems to have realized quite how daft his questions were the night it happened; she hasn't yet heard from him since.]
Please will you keep me aware of whatever you find out? Aside from that, I don't think there's anything else that needs to be said.
[Of course it has to be about this--at least, that's what she assumes. He's been speaking to her as a witness, and so her thoughts are pointed in that direction.]
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Finally, finally, he replies, and she's quicker to answer this time. It matters more than she'd like to admit, the fact that none of what he says is accusatory or dismissive.]
I don't think speaking with Professor Snape will be necessary. If he still has doubts about my role in the fire, I'll set him straight.
[And it won't be kindly. Luckily, he seems to have realized quite how daft his questions were the night it happened; she hasn't yet heard from him since.]
Please will you keep me aware of whatever you find out? Aside from that, I don't think there's anything else that needs to be said.
[Of course it has to be about this--at least, that's what she assumes. He's been speaking to her as a witness, and so her thoughts are pointed in that direction.]