Harry Potter Fan Fictions

~Fan Fiction 6-Snape Cares...Does He?~

*Snarry and Drarry scenes X3*

~FAN FICTION 6~

Snape Cares... Does He?

Two more hours. Just two more. Then... Then he can escape detention with Professor Snape... 'Remember, Mr Potter... You have to separate all the venom in order. The toxic to the harmless. Hopefully you, are experienced with snake bites.'

Harry didn't know how to sort venom into whatever places. But at least he only knew one type of venom: Poison. Harry twitched, he couldn't stand to be in here any longer! It felt like Occlumency lessons all over again. Snape walked over to Harry, 'tut... tut... tut... Mr Potter, I thought Professor Slughorn said you had your mother's potion abilities. Sadly, you lack knowledge... But always stick to your own decisions.' Harry rolled his eyes.

Why did Snape even care about his mother? Sure, they were friends in the past... His Patronus is a Doe... Okay that sums it up. He cares about my mother. There were venoms labeled "sleep", "death", "torture", "truth", "weakness", "blackout" "wounds", "luck" and "love". '"Love"?' Harry asked himself, looking at the vial filled with purple liquid. Why did Snape care about a love venom? Was there even such thing? Harry checked the time on his watch:

7.45pm

'So... Which one contains rabbit foot, werewolf fang and sodium?Mr Potter,' Harry didn't reply. He also didn't know. 'It's "weakness" Mr Potter.' Severus answered.

Snape sat on his chair, watching the boy, tempted to strike. Even though Harry's scar was burning because of the Mark on Snape's arm, his heart beated ever so fast... He didn't know why.

'Sir-Professor-Why-why did you like my mother so much? You were great friends... Why couldn't you save your relationship?'

'That is none of your business Mr Potter.'

'But! It's about my mother!'

'STOP BICKERING! AND-GET-TO-WORK!NOW!' Snape spat. He got a book and smacked it on Harry's arm. Then pushed his head down fiercely. That triggered Harry so much... Harry sighed and went back to work silently, he kept on glancing at the Head of Slytherin, that was the house he was almost put into... Professor Snape was mean, but you couldn't blame him for the way he acted.

Snape pressed his finger on the Mark, only to get attention and Harry only. 'Ouch...' Harry would usually ignore it. But...

'Answer me. You didn't answer me, why did you care about her?'

Severus got angry and gripped Harry's shoulder tightly, and forced him to face him. 'Listen-here... Don't you ever say that ever again.'

'But, your Patronus is a Doe! So was my mother's! That means you cared!-Just admit it Severus-'

'You will call me, sir or professor,' he twisted Harry's wrist, then pinned him down 'you got that Potter?'

'Y-yes!' Harry grumbled. That question still stuck in his head like a bunch of glue.

*

'He pinned you to the ground?!' Ron said.

'He twisted your wrist!' Hermione said.

'Yes, believe or not you two... He did that. Also kind of giving me pain by pressing the Mark. Just to make me work faster.' Harry replied sheepishly. 'Listen, I just wanted to know why-why he cared about Lily, I mean my mother, so much.'

'... Um, Harry, first: Draco now Snape?Why? Why are you obsessed with Death Eaters?' Ron teased.

'Don't call me "Snape",' Harry said in a Snape-voice, Ron burst into laughter, Hermione didn't look amused 'It's professor or sir, Mr Potter!' Ron and Harry burst out laughing, Hermione smiled 'dinner?' Hermione asked. They nodded. Walking to the Great Hall was tough for Harry, he didn't want to see Snape... 'FOOD!' Ron cried, budding between Ginny and Fred. They looked so annoyed that the second youngest sibling out of the Weasleys, was the hungriest. Ron started piling his plate with pasties, pies, chicken and vegetables. 'Ron!' Hermione began, annoyed, taking a seat next to Harry 'just butting in between your siblings, is rude!-Ron! RON? ARE YOU LISTENING!?STOP EATING!' Ron stopped stuffing his face with food. Apparently the Slytherin table heard this and starting laughing.