Sorry not sorry || snape x reader

Chapter 14

The next day I went to the Great Hall for breakfast. I couldn't spot y/f/n at her usual spot, so I go to the slytherin table on my own. I still gave a long look to the gryffindor table and there was with a boy, he was pretty handsome so I suppose he can stay with her today.

I wasnt in the mood of eating at all so I got a piece of toast and just ate small bites till I finished it.

My glare went to the teachers table looking at every single one. My eyes stoped at one specific professor..snape. I examinated his face, not much I could read on it, he s good at hiding his feelings. I looked at his hands that we re placed on the table.. He was wearing the ring I gave him yesterday.

He probably realised that someone was looking at him because he looked around really fast as his eyes met mine. I didint really knew what to do but I am not a pussy so I just smiled waiting for him to be the one breaking the eye contact.

And so it happened, he broke the eye contact due to dumbledore asking him a question. Our eye contact was quite weird. I started into his eyes and he was doing The same, but he seemd lost in thoughts.

I had potions in 20 minutes and I already saw professor snape leaving about 5 minutes before. So I went to my dorm to take my books.

All The classes went on pretty well besides the fact that they we re boring...

-Time skip to 1 day before summer break-

I woke up at 6am because I heared an owl at my window. It was my Mothers.. Why would she send me a letter?

I gently grab the letter from The owl and open it up.

Dear y/n

Me and your father have thought about this and I think you should come home for The summer, so we can spend time together.

You havent wrote us anything the whole school year and we are very mad at you because of that!

We are waiting for you home.

I dont wanna go home at all, my parents arent the best.. They are actually really awful. Not The type that hits me daily after getting drunk, they give me money to go out, sometimes they tell me they love me, but they are always getting mad about something. The way my room looks, the way I look, the way I act, what I eat, the fact that I just lay in bed.

To be honest I hate them, and I rather stay with anyone else besides them. But I dont have an actual choice.. I must go