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Caoimhe was more than a little upset, she hated doing and sort of meet and greet at the best of times and this was very last minute. She had no idea who she was meant to meet and assumed is was some dignitary at least up until she saw it was a port ship about to dock, not the type of ship any self respecting dignitary would be seen dead on. Her dark mood deepened and there were any number of places she would rather be at that moment. Had she have been aware of the beat up space fighter housed in the port ship's landing bay her mood would have been very different and, dark as it was, her mood was about to change but would it be for the better?
Kat did his best. But it wasn't good enough. Harry and Ron were brought back to the school by the Ghoul Busters and Kat managed to recognize them. He tried to convince them either that Snape had never been there or that he had already left, but it was no go. Upon their return from the stadium, Darkness and Mysteria mentioned both Snape *and* Fawkes, and there was no way that anyone could have deflected them after that.
Arusha had dosed Snape with one of her home remedies so he would rest, and he was enjoying the pretty colors when the boys showed up. This resulted in a rather disjointed interview with a very stoned Snape -- who was convinced that he was hallucinating them, so he could say whatever he wanted.
The disembodied hand, which had hitched a ride in Harry's backpack, escaped into the school.