The Ghosts of Our Past

Storage Closet Secrets & Dobby

Fourth Year-

Snape plucked the antidote for Veritaserum off of one of his high shelf's and carefully handed it to Hally; which she gratefully took out of his hand. "Since we're here— do you require anything else from my storages ?"

Hally tried to control the answer that was bubbling inside of her but she currently didn't have the capacity to lie. "Since you've asked Hermione mentioned that you brew preventative potions for Madam Pomfrey,' Hally had been avoiding asking him this question for weeks. She bit her tongue hard and tried with all her might to hold back from asking it— but ultimately couldn't. 'Can I have one ?" She clamped a hand over her mouth before he had a chance to stop her.

"I was referring to another pain relief potion or a dreamless sleep draught...' his voice was vacant of any emotion as his now uneasy eyes shot down to the vial in her hands. 'Perhaps, it is best that you do not prolong the antidote any further and take it now."

As her cheeks reddened to the colour of a fire engine Hally uncorked the bottle and brought it up to her lips.
The antidote for Veritaserum tasted worse than any other potion she had taken thus far— maybe even worse than the skele-gro she had to take in second year. She wished that Snape would have done the leaning her head back trick again but after her mortifying question she figured it was best to just take it.

Luckily, regardless of its foul taste— it seemed to do the trick.

Their eyes connected for an awkward moment before Snape finally managed to school his rattled features. "So you would like a preventative potion ?"

Hally let out a small embarrassed whine slip past her lips as her whole body set on edge. "Must we talk about this ? I can't believe I said that out loud." She harshly dug her nails into the palms of her hands as Snape crossed his arms.

"Well it is out there now.' He deadpanned. 'What use is that potion to you ?"

"Why is that your business ?' Hally asked while trying to avoid his hardened stare. 'It's my body."

Snape's jaw clenched in annoyance. "If you want the potion from me then I demand to know why. If you do not wish to divulge that information with me then feel free to go and see a medi-witch or wizard at St Mungo's and get a proper prescription for it; then give it to Madam Pomfrey and she will not ask any further questions on the matter."

Hally huffed. "First I faced off with a dragon and then Rita Skeeter flirted with you in front of me and now this— what a bloody day !" She mumbled under her breath. 'I'm going to find whoever put Veritaserum in my potion just so I can kick them in the teeth."

"Enough with the theatrics, Potter.' Snape interrupted her grumbles. 'It is time for the truth. Now." He finished sternly.

"Snape why do you think I want it ?!' Her voice raised an octave in her growing vexation. 'Besides the fact that it will help me every month from the pain during my courses— it will also act as a safeguard in case I sleep with someone. I am trying to be responsible enough to prevent an unwanted pregnancy— obviously !"