Broken But Beautiful (SnapeXReader) COMPLETE

7

I stood outside the potions classroom. Butterflies in my stomach. I really didn't want Professor Snape talking about the tower. In that moment I was weak. It's embarrassing really. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I stepped into the room. Snape was at his desk, bent over some papers. I shut the door behind me and walked over to his desk.

"Professor?" he stopped what he was doing and looked up at me. His expression blank.

"Yes?"

"Ummmm what should I do?"

"Just sit down at a desk and do some homework or something." he waved his hand towards the desks and went back to his work.

"But you said this was a lesson." I stated. He looked back up at me annoyed.

"A lesson that I am facilitating. So, you do as I say."

"Whatever. I could have just done this on my own. I don't need to come down here just to do work.I could have very well just stayed in my warm comfortable common room." I said irritated. All the sudden he slammed his hand down on his desk, Making me jump.

"YOU BLOODY KNOW WHY YOU ARE HERE." he yelled. It startled me. I regained my composure quickly and sat down at a desk in the very back. As far away from him as I could be and started to work on some charms homework.

We have both been working on stuff in silence for about 45 minutes. I heard noise across the room and looked up. Snape had scooted back his chair and got up. He started walking towards me. He sat down in the desk next to me.

"I.... I am.... I am..." he stuttered very quietly.

"What?" he looked at me hesitantly.

" I am... I am sorry." I looked at him shocked. He never apologizes to anyone.

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"I said, I am sorry." he said slowly. He sighed. "I never should have yelled at you."

"It's ok. Dont worry about it." I said quickly. He gave me a small smile.

"Thank you, For forgiving me."

"Eh, its not a big deal."

"Anyways," he said. "I saw you were with Potter again."

"Um ya I was." Why does he care that I was with Harry? I thought to myself. " How did you know?"

"As I said, I saw you together earlier when I was going to the greenhouse to get ingredients."

"Oh ok."

"So are you and Potter a thing now?"

"I suppose we are. I don't know." I said shaking my head. "I mean, Harry's nice and all its just I don't like attention and that seems to be all he attracts.I accidentally said yes to a date this weekend with him but I don't actually like him." I sighed. " Why do you care anyways Professor?" I asked.

"I dont care."

"Then why did you ask?" he avoided eye contact

"Why were you in the tower?" he asked. Clearly trying to change the subject and I hesitantly let him.

"Well, normally I just go up there to be alone. But, well, I don't really know why I was up there."

"I think you do know." he stated. He looked at me curiously.

"Well Professor, I think you also know why. So what's the point in asking?"

"Well I think I know what you were going to do. But, why were you going to do that? What made you feel that way?" I thought back and remembered Him. the reason that I went up there in the first place.

"Well, I get bullied a lot. It was normally just words but it ended up being physical that time and well, I felt really bad."

"Who did it." he said angrily.

"It's not a big dea-"

"Yes it is. Now, tell me who." I looked down and fiddled with my fingers.

"Draven."

"The 7th year? The one in Slytherin?" he asked. I nodded my head. He reached his hand out and covered mine with his own. "Look at me," he said. I looked up and into his dark brown, almost black eyes.They looked so caring and warm. Not like the usual way his eyes looked, Icy and cold. "I promise that I will take care of it." he said. I nodded my head. He let his fingers linger for a few moments then took back his hands. He got up and headed over to his desk. " You are free to go now." He said. I collected my things and got up. I headed towards the door. I opened the door. I turned.

"Thank you Professor." I said and gave him a small smile. He returned the smile and nodded. I turned and left the room.