Snape Comfort Fic

(updated) ★don't scare me like that!★

(back to normal pov :3)

I looked at Snape confused before looking at my arms and then nodded a bit after yawning. Honestly, I was just exhausted, so I could care less about what he did. Snape took a wand out of his collection and mumbled something under his breath, causing a white glow to cast over both my arms.

"There, it only lasts a day so I'll do it every night, since you're scared of waking people up, but it will stop you from hurting yourself." I listened carefully and nodded a bit before pulling my hands off the table and standing up. "I'm gonna go to bed now.. can I have the bag?.." he stood up with me and gave me a serious glare, almost like he was thinking, but trying to stay calm. "I can't hurt myself anyways, remember?.." he kept the glare, still trying to rack his brain around the thought, before he let out a sigh. "I know that, it's just the fact that there's a lot more blades then that I thought you had. I thought you only had like 4 blades, and you have over 20 alone in this bag."

I looked at his hand, which were in his pocket. "I'm a collector.. even if they're dirty or used.." shifting my feet, I watched him pull the bag out of his pocket and hold it firmly. "You're gonna kill yourself picking up dirty blades hun." He stepped closer to me and set the bag on the table. "Yeah, that's kinda the point i guess?.. I'm not trying to but if it happens I wouldn't care.."

he sighed again and softend his gaze, keeping it fixed on me. "I'm gonna clean them so that they don't get you infected, alright? I'll give them back to you in the morning." I nodded, hugged him, and walked back to my room. I left the door cracked, just in case, and collapsed down onto my bed.

I grunted, the bed was comfy and warm, unlike my bed at home. It was rock hard and cold. I stretched out my body, which was much needed according to all the popping and cracking sounds I heard. Resting my head against the pillow, I looked up and stared at the blank ceiling above me, allowing my body to melt into the soft, smooth sheets. I stayed like that until I could hear faint steps coming down the hallway, only then did I sigh and roll over onto my side, accepting my tired body, I slipped into a deep sleep, which didn't last long.

Suddenly I jolted up out of my bed and gasped for air while sweating a lot. What was that? What happened?..
I looked at my hands and arms, making sure I didn't do anything before I whined and looked at the door. Do I bother him?.. I pulled a blanket to my chest and slowly got out of bed, and stumbled over to the door. I slowly opened it before flinching as I was met with Snape's cold eyes looking down at me.

"Woah, you alright there? I heard some ruckus so I thought I'd come check on you." He stared down at me and placed his hand on my head. "U-um, yeah! just a nightmare!" He moved his hand on my shoulder and then pointed to the bed. "Why don't you go back to sleep, I can stay in here to make sure your ok" I looked at my bed and tried to prosway him into going back to his room, after all, I would just be burdening him more if he'd stay in here. Although, some part of me knew it would be comforting for him to be with me.

"Lunar." I snapped out of my daze and looked up, he was standing in front of me now with my arms in his hands. We locked eyes and he helped me walk to the bed. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, to weak to fight him anymore. I looked down and gasping hard. Snape quickly turned his head and looked at what I was staring at. "Lunar. What did you do."

"I-I don't know! I-i didn't do it I swear!.." Snape stared at the blood dripping down the slash on my stomach. I had my shirt off (with a sports bra ofc) since I woke up soaked in sweat. Snape looked at it carefully before looking at my hands and then let out a relieving sigh.

"You must've scratched yourself while sleeping, there's blood on your fingernails." I looked at my hands before laying down on the bed and let out a sigh. I was extremely tired for some reason, and Snape had sat on the edge of my bed and started reading his book.

I whined, not wanting to go to bed, and Snape moved to sit beside me while he ran his fingers through my hair slowly. I'd never had this before, but it felt nice, calm, and comforting.. I rolled over onto my side and rested my head on his lap before closing my eyes and slowed my breathing down. Snape hummed softly and kept running his fingers through my hair, before I drifted into a sleep.

Hours later, I woke up and turned onto my back, yawning and sitting up. I winced at the sunlight hitting my tired eyes. It was nice to get some proper sleep for once, though I was still tired, so I laid back down and rested my arm over my eyes before I apparently passed back out. When I awoke again, the sun was already setting.

Rubbing my eyes, I sat up and grunted before sliding out of bed with the blanket in my hands and stumbled out into the hallway. Snape's gaze met mine and he smiled gently. I walked over to him and sat beside him on the couch.

"Hey lun, did you get enough sleep." I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder, I was in fact not a morning person, even though it was clearly the afternoon, I still felt the morning tiredness on me. The amount of sleep I got was surprising to me, and it was my first night in a long time that I didn't cut myself. "Are you hungry? There's lunch leftovers and supper is getting cooked"

"No, I'm o-ok.." I looked at him and he met me with a reluctant expression. "You have to eat something Lunar, you missed breakfast and lunch." Hesitantly I shook my head and softly whimpered, the thought of eating made me sick to my stomach. Just then, Snape stood up and walked into the kitchen before pulling some leftover Mac and cheese out of the microwave. "Come try to eat a bit please"

I hated disappointing people, so I stood up and walked over to the counter. I can just throw it up after, I'll be ok.. I hope.. I started eating the food slowly and took baby bites before excusing myself to the bathroom.

I locked the door and knelt down over the toilet, shoved two fingers down my throat quick, and out it came. I did it again before hearing rushed footsteps approach the door and then a loud bang on the bathroom door was heard. "Lunar? Are you ok in there?" The door handle rattled and his voice grew more desperate.

"Lunar, open the door!" He pounded on the wooden rectangle before slamming his shoulder and elbow against the door, to which it swung open, allowing him to see me hunched over the toilet with my fingers covered in saliva. "Lunar what are you doing!" He rushed over and moved my hair out of the way, leaning me against the tub and holding me close.

"Its ok, I've got you. Why would you make yourself throw up!" He stared at me stubbornly. I couldn't bring myself to respond to him, he wasn't supposed to see this.. any of this..

"Why would you make yourself throw up lunar!" I whined a bit, and kept my head low. "I'm sorry professor, you weren't supposed to see.." he scoffed before making me look at him. "Don't scare like that lun."