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Neville is rarely surprised by the things he encounters in his job anymore, but when he walks into his office after his weekly afternoon meeting with Fortescue and sees Severus Snape waiting for him, the word that best describes his reaction is surprise. Surprise and the long-ago familiar sense of trouble in the air that always made the hairs at the back of his neck stand up, and does so now as well.
He tells him that someone is killing werewolves, and he needs his help to catch them.
“I don’t want to go to the Aurors,” Snape says, and then, frustrated, he pulls a piece of paper out of his vest pocket with two thin fingers, holds it out for Neville to take. He does take it, and he knows he’s going to help as soon as he looks at it. It’s a photograph of a child, a woman and a man sitting down behind it while it’s playing, smiling up at the photographer. All of them are on a bright red fluffy rug, wooden floors beneath it. “The woman is Helen Greenwich. She was murdered two weeks ago in Manchester. They found the upper half of her in the woods behind her house.”
Neville meets his gaze, the two of them tired and determined. “Fine. I’ll help.”