"Damn it, I knew that little brat must have left you something good before he cleared out! Give me what you've got in your hand!"
Tobias Snape swung his fists, striking Severus blow after blow, trying to wrench away the object the boy was clutching desperately against his chest.
Yet Severus kept his grip locked tight, burying the item deep within his arms. No matter how vicious the beating grew, he refused to loosen his fingers by even a fraction.
Chapter 17