Misunderstood (Severus Snape X Reader)

Chapter 11

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Your POV

It's been a little while since the first summer I spent at Hogwarts. Now it's the summer just before the seventh year of Hogwarts. Sitting at my usual spot in potions class, I hum to myself quietly. Snape was fashionably late as usual but it was a little early but his standards.

We've gotten a little closer over the years. Our unspoken understanding staying the same. As for my feelings I was catching during the first summer I was here have not gone away. For some reason I can't shake them off.

With the adventures that Ron, Hermione, and Harry find themselves I don't join their endeavors. Mostly since if I get expelled from school I'd have no where to go. My understanding being that my parents, if you could call them that, have told everyone I've died at school. Or have gone missing.

Though It doesn't matter to me, I don't care and have other bigger things to worry about. I've been trying my hand when wandless magic for some time.

Having a little bit of luck here and there with it but nothing astonishing thus far.

"I should have known you'd be here early, (y/n)"

Jumping and looking over my shoulder I'm met with Snape. He raises a brow as his arms are crossed and he moves past me after a second.

"Severus, I'm often here before you"

"You've always been one of the more excited students about potion making"

"I think a lot of it is you scare the kids"

He shared his head "unlike with you"

"You've never been scary, but unlike the others I can see past that scowl of yours."

"Watch it before I start removing points from your house"

"Severus, don't give me your empty threats, the school year hasn't even started"

He hums gently as he goes to fiddle with his cauldron. Noticing it was already polished.

"Surprised I washed them for you?"

"And the wormwood stores?"

"They've all been refilled. Everything is done."

He raises a brow as be watches me.

"Why do I even ask anymore?"

Giggling gently at his words the corner of his mouth snakes up a bit into a slight smile before he looks away.

"Do you remember my first summer here?"

A short 'mmhm' was his response as he writes in his book at his desk.

"I remember your being filled with more questions than I'd prefer"

"So you remember when I asked about your school days?"

"What are you getting at, spit it out"

Pausing as I get closer to him I process my words.

"That girl you liked, is it Lily Potter? Harry's mother and the reason you don't like him?"

"I've told you I don't appreciate this conversation."

"Severus it's me, I know you don't like it but talking about things is how one heals"

He sighs as he puts the quill down.

"Lily Potter and I were childhood friends, once she met James I was pushed aside, he and his friends tormented me. To the point that I pushed her away and called her a Mudblood. In the end she chose James and then had Harry."

Blinking as I look at him I put my hand on his shoulder only did him to immediately stand up.

"Severus"

"Miss (l/n) you are too call me Professor Snape. Nothing more."

There he goes pushing me away again. Watching him walk into the small backroom once more like I did that first summer I sigh gently. What was I  to do? Walking over to the door I knock on it gently.

"You should know that I think Lily chose wrong, that James sounds like nothing but an ass. I don't think Lily would know a decent guy is he appeared in front of her"

Pausing for a moment I sigh gently "I'll see you tomorrow, Snape. But I'll make sure to get here after you do."

Leaving the room quietly I make my way towards the courtyard. Some fresh air could do me some good. Sitting in the edge of the large fountain I look at my shoes.

Why can't I shake these feelings? Why do I have such an interest in him? Just why? Sometimes I wish I never came to Hogwarts in the first place, but my parents thought it would be a good excuse to get me out of their lives and I suppose it worked.

I wish I could find the answers I needed in a book. That would make things a lot easier, but with how life is. It isn't supposed to be easy. Not everything is supposed to make sense and not everything does.

I do have another question to ask Snape but for now I'll give him some space, hopefully I'll find the right time you ask soon. I'll have to at least before the year is over. Then I might not ever see him again, but I could always try to be a teacher here.