Duplicate {Severus Snape}

Chapter Twenty-Three: Where Is The Potions Professor?

Cassie's POV

'You know me, darling'

My eyes opened instantly at the sound of his voice. I gasped at the sight of my own room, I sat up in my bed, closing my eyes to try to make sure I wasnt going to differ what was real and what wasnt. With these nightmares, they were getting more vivid, and now I was beginning to see more and hear more. I wasnt really sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but either way I didnt like hearing his voice again.

The thing is my dreams really make me realize just how much he altered about my life. I know he is closer than what I think, I might know him personally, but you would think I would know by now. I know his voice and what he looks like, but I just cant put it into words. I know it but at the same time I dont. Its like its in my head and I know it is, but I cant physically see it or pull it out so I can understand. Even with his voice, you would think that I could tell who it is now, but no, it probably just made everything worse.

I pulled my sheets off my bed, grabbing my wand from my nightstand before going into my bathroom. I knew what today was and I wasnt really sure how I felt about it all. I was trying to distract myself but the thoughts in my head wasnt any better. Even as I began to wash my face and dress myself, he seemed to pull at my thoughts.

I wondered what he was doing and if he was okay, cause even though him and I arent exactly romantically involved, I worried that he was currently in the same position I was those months ago.

It would seem that Professor Snape had disappeared. No note. No trace. His chambers has no evidence of someone attacking him and no blood that was left behind like me. He's just gone. Its already been about a week and a half, and I had been so consumed on helping Michael that I wasnt even aware until I heard the students talking about it. I kinda felt something inside of me turn. I suppose it could be the part of me that loved him, but still, I felt the need to find him and bring him back. I dont know. My feelings were a rollercoaster that changes within each turn.

Remus and I had already talked about it. It seemed that our argument was no longer the problem. He was missing another friend, and I -- well, he needed me. In addition, both of us found it very odd, considering he was so adamant about not leaving me anywhere with Michael. The Potions Professor was gone, and he has no one to cover his classes, but you see, that is the weird thing. He left no note about his whereabouts, if he is okay, safe, but he made sure to leave his classroom in the hands of someone.

Me.

Dumbledore went to his classroom hoping that maybe something was there that could point us in the direction of where he went but nothing. His lesson plans were left on the desk, step by step, with my name on the top. At first when Remus brought it to me I laughed because it seemed very Severus Snape to me. Merlin knows, if he does come back, safe or like me, he is going to murder someone if he found out Michael took over his class.

Speaking of, Michael. He really was upset about Professor Snape. I wasnt really sure why either. He was fidgetting constantly whenever he was mentioned, and when I was told that I was going to take over his class he almost gave me the impression that he didnt want me to take it.

'How many subjects are you going to teach, Cassie? You did Muggle Studies, the Dark Arts, and now there are expecting you to do his job?'

His words still rang in my head, but the point was, yes. I was going to teach his class because it was left for me. I dont know. I loath Professor Snape, especially after his stunt. But I know that he would never harm me, and I am scared that he is in the same position I am. Tortured. Altered. Whatever he was going through, when he got back he would be different, and the thing is they never found me. They werent going to find him, and maybe he would find a way out like I did. The point was he had one less thing to worry about.