Severus Snape stared at the woman sitting across from him, and contemplated what she had just told him. It matched what Draco had said, but he was having difficulties understanding it. Ravenclaws were normally chosen for their intelligence. Yet, the actions of these Ravenclaws was far from intelligent. They were acting more like little kids who were trying to be Slytherins. The plot itself was quite cunning, but the purpose of it was insane, and the execution had been lamentable. Not one, but two people had managed to figure it out and had brought it straight to the person they were trying to hide it from. That wouldn't do. No, that wouldn't do at all . If they were going to get into subterfuge, they definitely needed some instruction.
Then, this "Professor" Joanna had conducted an excellent subterfuge about being sent from the Headmaster, which he heartily approved, only to ruin it by making her own plans blindingly transparent. So, she would let him use her private rooms, would she? No, he didn't think so.
"Well," she asked, making a desperate attempt at seduction. "What have you to say of my proposal?"
"I think you should leave, Madam. I have a class to teach."
"At this late hour?"
"But, what about . . .?"
"I believe I asked you to leave," he repeated. "Now, go."
"Well, alright, but remember, the offer stands."
"Yes, yes, I'm sure it does." He continued to glare at her. Finally, she scurried out the door.
, he pondered to himself, what to do about those silly girls?
He got up and paced a bit. It would look decidedly odd for him to show up unannounced at Ravenclaw Tower, especially since they were more numerous than he was. He decided to have a talk with their Head of House.
"Ah, Severus! What can I do for you, this fine evening?" Filius Flitwick was positively jumping.
"I thought you might want to know about the activities of your charges, Filius."
"What? What would the Ravenclaws be up to? Have they been sneaking into the Restricted Section of the Library again? I have told them . . . "
"It's not about the Library, Filius. It's far more personal than that."
Filius looked dumbfounded, so Severus explained all that he had learned from Draco and the supposed "Professor" Joanna. "I think lessons of subterfuge are in order," he finished. "Otherwise, they are likely to get themselves killed in the very near future." He did not say that he was the one likely to cause that death.
"Very well. I'll inform them they are all required to attend and that if they try any tricks, they will be sent to Mr. Filch. From what you said, I imagine that they would welcome a detention with you."
Snape glared at the man.
"Come on, Severus, lighten up. They're just a couple of girls."
"I expect to see them at six o'clock in the morning. Douse them with cold water, if you have to."
With that, he turned on his heel and stormed back to his dungeons. A smug smile graced his lips once he had retreated into his chambers. The tables had been turned. Now he was "kidnapping" them.