Devotion (Snape × Student OC)

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The next day, we found ourselves in class, all seated around the desks. I found myself struggling to navigate the castle, constantly getting lost due to the moving stairways. But eventually, I managed to reach the potion class.The air within the classroom was much cooler compared to the other rooms, and the place was dimly lit.

It was unmistakably him, the same man who had scrutinized me with his intense gaze the previous night. The man dressed entirely in black was now standing before the class, exuding an authoritative presence as he began the attendance. My heart raced as I watched Professor Snape badgering Harry with difficult questions. I couldn't help feeling anxious, my heart on the verge of bursting with stress. What if he questions me as well?, I silently wondered.

After finally giving up on Harry, Professor Snape turned his focus towards teaching. Potions are challenging enough, but having such a strict professor adds an extra layer of pressure. I anxiously swallowed as he approached my desk, his gaze stern and judgmental. He warned the others, but thankfully my work appeared to be accurate, so he refrained from commenting. However, he seemed to linger at my desk, his deep gaze locked onto my yellow eyes for a few moments, as if he were attempting to probe my thoughts.

The classroom was enveloped in a cloud of green steam as Neville continued to cough. Snape attempted to direct his glare away from Neville and shifted his attention back to me. His tone grew stern, and he spoke with a hint of irritation, "After your classes are finished, I want you to come to the headmaster's office at seven o'clock. Do you understand, Miss.Just.Sue?" Miss.Just.Sue?why would he call me like this?

My heartbeat pounded loudly in my chest as my eyes met his sharp, dark gaze, "Yes, sir." A whisper of chatter filled the classroom when class ended, and Ron turned to Harry with a sympathetic expression. "It seems that Professor Snape has a particular dislike for Gryffindors. First it was you, and now it's Sue.." After completing my classes for the day, I aimlessly wandered through the castle corridors, my mind preoccupied with Professor Snape's words.

My expression was filled with worry as I tried to recall his instruction to go to the headmaster's office. But where exactly is it? There doesn't seem to be anyone around, and certainly, my classmates wouldn't know either... Professor Snape, who was on his way to Dumbledore's office, happened to notice my puzzled expression. He approached me with a frustrated sigh, "Why are you wandering around? Don't you remember what I told you?" He raised an eyebrow.

Feeling apologetically, I replied, "I'm sorry, sir, but I don't know precisely where headmaster's office is located. You forgot to provide the entrance instructions." Snape was taken aback by my response, realizing that I was being truthful. Given that I was just a first-year student, it was unlikely that I would have any idea where the headmaster's office was located...

He responded in a quiet, monotonic tone, "Come with me." I hesitated for a moment before rushing after him to keep pace with his long strides. His black cloak swished behind him and occasionally hit my face, but he seemed oblivious to it, continuing onward with determination. As I followed him down the corridor, I cast a furtive glance at his face, analyzing his features. Without looking back at me, he inquired, "What are you examining, Miss?"

My eyes widened in surprise, and I quickly averted my gaze downwards, feeling a sudden sense of embarrassment. How had he noticed me looking at him? "N-nothing..." He stopped in front of a stone gargoyle and turned his gaze towards me, his eyes looked into my yellow eyes for a brief moment and then spoke in a low quiet voice, "This is the entrance to Dumbledore's office.. follow me".

Snape addressed the gargoyle guarding the entrance, stating the password in a monotone voice, "sherbet lemon." I struggled to suppress a smile, finding the choice of password for the headmaster's office slightly amusing. The gargoyle moved out of the way as the wall moved, revealing a spiral staircase. My heart pounded loudly in my chest as we ascended the staircase, each step bringing me closer to the unknown.