*Snape cries out as Wesley inadvertantly sends shooting pain up already damaged foot and leg, and his breath hisses in an effort to not cry out. His expression changes greatly; teeth bared, he pins Wesley against the wall as the group of shades appear around a bend, carrying and bartering various body parts. They pause as Snape, cloaked and hooded, hunches in front of his "victim", which he begins to threaten.

You think you can escape me so easily? *he snarls.* Thought you could sneak away?

*He whirls on the shades, spit flying as he snaps,* What are you looking at?

*The shades back away, taken by surprise at the stranger's fury, then scurry off. Snape's expression changes immediately, the anger gone, replaced by a look of pain. His body sags from the knees down, almost squatting.*

I wish I could collapse.