Helping And Loving [√]

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Harry sat at the back of the potion class, focusing on his book to make the potion right.

Snape had been in a terrible mood lately, and everyone was feeling it, even the Slytherins. Harry started cutting a small piece of the mandrake root before him. He dropped it in the pot just as something else flew across the room and landed in his cauldron. The potion started to bubble wildly and make loud pops.

Harry watched wide-eyed as the potion exploded, and he flinched. He expected it to splash all over him, but when he opened his eyes, he realized a shield was placed between him and the cauldron.

"Mr. Potter," He heard Snape's deep voice say behind him and slowly turned to look at the man standing directly behind him. "Detention today, directly after dinner," He said before returning to the front of the class.

The class ended a few minutes later, and Harry went to Lunch, followed by Hermione and Ron.

"Is it me, or has Snape been more of a git than usual since the middle of last year?" Ron asked as they sat down, and he piled food on his plate.

"He has been an arsehole more than usual; I don't know what the fuck is wrong with him. Even the Slytherins have been wary of him lately," Harry agreed.

"It is quite nice to see them finally getting in trouble for things," Hermione agreed. "But it was quite unfair for him to give you detention tonight for your accident in potions. No one was hurt," she said, and Harry rolled his eyes.

"It's Snape. He's always unfair when it comes to me, Mione," He said, picking up a piece of toast and munching on it.

"You should eat more than that," Hermione said, and Harry ignored her. They had the same conversation before, where she would try to force him to eat.

Lunch ended, and the three continued their day, attending classes and getting into the occasional argument with the Slytherins.

Dinner came and went, and Harry went to the dungeon to the potions classroom.

He entered the class only to find it empty, frowning. He made his way to the office and found it empty. Frowning, Harry wondered where the man could be, and he never missed the chance to see a student suffer.

Exiting the classroom, he went to Snape's private room, knocked on the door, and waited.

After a few minutes of nothing, he knocked again. This time, the door opened, and Snape glared at him through the slight crack.

"What do you want, Potter?" Snape hissed, and Harry frowned.

"You told me I have detention tonight after dinner," Harry said, and Snape's eyes narrowed slightly before they widened, and he moved from the door quickly.

Confused, Harry slowly pushed the door open and entered the private rooms of his potions professor.

Harry's eyes widened as they entered the room and landed on the other man. Snape was standing by the fireplace, his hair in a bun, his face pale and tired, vomit on his robe, and a crying baby in his arms.

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Word count: 504

Published: June 17, 2024, 12 pm

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