Severus is flexing all muscles in his legs and neck to keep himself from reacting to yet another insult thrown at him during this godforsaken Order meeting. He is sore, has just been tortured, and he's barely collected any useful information. Black, the mutt he is, is feral and on an unreasonably high horse, eyes narrowing at Severus as if 'he' was the danger here. Severus clears his throat. his face perfectly stoic as usual. Dolohov is down, it seems like Greyback and Avery are responsible.
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