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I walked into the Great hall and sat at the Slytherin table before staring at the food. It made me feel weak and queazy. I brushed it off as the fact that I wasn't hungry and excused myself early with the agreement of my house assistant before looking up at the teachers and noticed Snape wasn't there.
I let out a relieved sigh as I walked out of the Grand Hall, down the empty corridor. My suitcase. I headed towards the dungeon while my heart was pounding in my chest. What if Snape got the blades? If he did I'll just punish myself for being stupid, yes, that's it.
I walked into the dungeon, said the password, and entered the living space. House elves were everywhere, and I decided to see if I could spot my suitcase already in the room, that was until a house elf stopped me. "Oh, ma'am, your luggage is in the professors quarters." I stared at him confused. "But I'm sleeping in here?" He nodded and smiled. "Yes, but the professor has your suitcase in his quarters!" I was getting frustrated.
"What professor?" He led me to a small room outside of the our chamber, and knocked on the door. "No don't!-" I was interrupted when another house elf opened the door, and smiled immediately at the sight of me. "Miss lunar! How lovely to meet you! I'll be your assistant during this lovely year at Hogwarts!" Assistant? What do in need an assistant for? Before I could protest, he grabbed my hand and led me into the room. It was still being decorated, but he handed me my luggage and smiled wide.
"Just so you know, we were ordered to go through lug-"
"Did you take my bag?." I death glared him and stepped closer, he stumbled back and nervously laughed. "Where's my fucking bag." He stepped back more and chuckled nervously. "Um, well.." I got frustrated. Extremely frustrated. "where is my bag at!" I yelled and set my suitcase down. It's one thing if Snape were to take it, it's another if my assistant took it. "With me dear, calm down." Snape put his arm around me and looked at me. "I'm not giving them back" I turned around to face him, and my heart stopped.
"But- I thought we were-" snape crossed his arms and looked down at me. "We were gonna do the same thing we did at my house, but you proved yourself unsafe on the train." I huffed. "That wasn't even mine! I found it on the ground!" Snape stared down at me and sighed. "Woody, go ahead and work on the dorms right now please" the house elf nodded and went off to assist in the dormitory. "Sit down kiddo" i shook my head immediately.
"Prof-"
"Sit."
"Snape."
"Lunar, sit down."
I scoffed and sat down before Snape leaned against the desk against the wall. "Let me see them please" he motioned towards my arms and I shook my head slowly. "No.." Snape looked up at the ceiling before sighing. "Dear, I need you to show me your arms, please" he stepped closer, and I pulled my arms away and held my stomach. Snape sat down next to me and slowly pulled my arms away from my stomach and held them close before slowly rolling my sleeves up until he revealed a swollen, red, puffy cut. "Its infected" two words. The two words I never wanted to hear. "W..what?" I stuttered out. "I'll take care of it in a bit" he looked at me and I nodded slightly. I trusted him.
"What's wrong lunar?" I looked down and frowned. "Its weird being back.." he looked at me understandingly and rubbed my back. "It's gonna take a while, but your gonna do great things here, meet great people" I chuckled.
Me? Meet people? As if! I'm like a bear that's hibernating all the time. "So why did you cut your on the train?" I froze. The question I had been dreading.. I gulped quietly and then looked at him and teared up. "I felt.. useless again.."
Sorry it's short, it's literally 1:51am and I have a school in the morning :D
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Snape Comfort Fic
General Fiction16 year old lunar has been struggling with an eating disorder and self harm for 5 years, and it got worse when she moved to Hogwarts, with her eating being non managed, and alone most of the time, lunar's mental health went down hill.