YOU GUYS. WE SUCK.
I didn't even notice this until Pete brought it to my attention - apparently, our dear friend skulks around Slytherins' journals, but at least it ended up all right, so no matter.
SNIVELLUS IS IN THE CASTLE. HOW HAVE WE MISSED THIS. HOW HAVE WE NOT DINED ON HIS SCREECHING BANSHEE YELLS AND MADE PROVERBIAL LOVE WITH OUR SPELLWORK TO HIS GREASY HAIR AND SICKENING VAMPIRE SKIN? AND WE CALL OURSELVES MEN?!
THIS HAS TO BE RECTIFIED AT ONCE. THAT IS AN ORDER.