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Twists of Fate, Chapter 5As Ryan looked upon the distant crumpled heap and reflected on his apparent failure, a new set of footsteps came to Ryan's ears from the direction of the boy. Moments later, a tall lanky figure in billowing, black robes knelt down beside the boy to feel his pulse. Ryan leaned back against the wall and watched with interest, whistling a tune. The tall figure stood up and looked around, directly at the source of the whistling and immediately recognized the pale form.
"Lupin, What did you do?" Professor Snape asked ominously as he moved up the corridor toward him.
"Nothing Sir." Ryan replied casually, sounding mildly amused. "That kid has some sort of metal imbalance, every time he sees me he gets this overwhelming urge to hurtle himself into a wall..."
"It's happened before?" Snape asked raising an eyebrow, a small smirk crossing his face as he came to stop a few feet in front of Ryan.
"Three times yesterday, Sir." Ryan replied with a grin that revealed his left fang, "Only I think today's concussion will be more severe as he actually managed to get a run up before he hit the wall."
"A run up, Mr. Lupin?" Snape replied, his eyes shining with suppressed enjoyment.
"Fifty feet, Sir. Yesterday he barely made one foot before he hit something." Ryan said proudly.
"My..." Snape said with a smirk, "That's quite an overnight achievement."
"Indeed, it is Sir." Ryan said with a grin.
"I take it you were on your way to visit your father, Lupin?" Snape said, removing something from his pocket.
"Yes Sir, I was." Ryan replied casually, eyeing the newly revealed bottle in his hand.
"I'll make you a deal then. Take this to your father, and I'll deal with our little friend back there, he possibly won't hit the wall again if he's revived by someone other than you..." Snape said with a small smirk, handing Ryan the bottle.
"Alright..." Ryan said, scratching his chin as if weighing up the decision, "But I wouldn't be so sure about that if I were you... What makes you so sure you aren't just as scary as I am?"
"If you hear a dull thud in a few minutes then I will owe you an apology." Snape smirking lightly as he turned to attend to the first year, his robes billowing out behind him.
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