[] It Started With Coffee [] Severus Snape x Reader []

Ch13|♡The Perfect Gift

It was finally time for your Hogsmeade trip. You walked alongside Cedric as you stopped by every store, in search for something to give your dear professor.

It was almost January 9, his birthday.

You stopped by multiple potion stores and found nothing interesting.

You stopped by to look at cauldrons. 'No.. seems stupid.'

By the end of the trip, you managed to find nothing.

"(Y/n), what even are you looking for?" Cedric questioned.

"Doesn't matter. I just need to find something! I'm out of time!"

"For what?!" Cedric finally snapped, standing in place as you turned back to face him.

"(Y/n).. I'm sick of this. You never tell me anything anymore." He sighs. "Aren't I your friend?"

You blinked cluelessly a few times.

"Ced.."

"I think it's best we keep our distance as of now." He said, abruptly turning away and leaving you on your own.

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'Oh, Merlin. What do I do now..' You sighed.

Since Cedric left, you hadn't been able to concentrate at all. Buying a present for Snape was hard enough, now this?!

There were just too many things running on your mind and you couldn't seem to keep track.

"Miss (L/n), I do hope you're taking notes? This is a very important lesson."

You snapped out of your daydream and looked up to face Professor Snape.

"Sorry, Professor.."

"5 points from Hufflepuff." He added, turning away as more students groaned.

"Sorry." You muttered.

But it was no use. You couldn't focus at all and kept snapping out of it. You tried your very best to pay attention but your eyes kept wandering off to the person beside you, who usually would be keeping you in control.

"Think you could come down here for coffee sometime again? As friends. To relax and to talk."

"I'd love to."

Finally giving in, you headed down to the dungeons after dinner and knocked on the door.

"Who is it."

"Professor? It's me, (Y/n)."

The door flung open as you walked inside, seeing your professor made your lips twitch a little as you walked in with a decent looking smile.

"Good evening." You said, taking a seat opposite his desk.

"Evening, (Y/n)." He replied softly in his velvet voice. "What brings you here?"

"Came here for my free cup of coffee." You joked light-heartedly.

"Alright, alright." He replied, getting up from his desk and heading to the kitchenette.

After a while, you found yourself sitting opposite your potions professor, sipping coffee from his mug and genuinely talking with one another.

"Seriously, what brings you here (Y/n)?"

"I just needed to get my mind off things."

"Like?"

You put down your mug and gave a weak, soft sigh.

Looking him straight in the eyes as he did the same, you finally decided to speak up.

"It's Cedric." You started. "We got off in bad terms."

You waited for your professor to give an answer, but he just sat there and nodded, telling you he was listening.

"We went to Hogsmeade a while ago.. and he said I was being distant and keeping secrets. He said it was best for us to keep our distance."

Snape took a sip from his mug as he silently looked you in the eyes.

"And what are your thoughts on this?" He asked.

"Pardon?"

"Do you think what he said was true?"

"I.. suppose I've been too caught up with my work. Maybe it made him feel left out." You muttered.

He took another sip.

"Then what's the issue? What's troubling you?"

At that, you were speechless.

"I guess I just want to make things right.."

"And I trust that you will."

"You.. trust me?"

"Always."

For the first time, you looked down at your cup of coffee and looked back at your professor.

'"Always." He said.'

"That's it! Thank you, Professor."

"My pleasure helping a friend, (Y/n)." He replied, a soft smile lingering on his lips.

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That night, you spent your time working up your spells and practicing your magic, finally conjuring up enough materials for you to start preparing the perfect gift..

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