I woke up the next morning feeling like crap. And by crap, I mean depressed. I climbed down to my chill space and looked for my medication. I was supposed to take one of these pills whenever I started to feel like this. I found the bottle, but there was nothing in it. I groaned and decided I would skip breakfast and stay in bed until I gain enough strength to go to the headmaster about it to see if he could do anything to help.
My parents hated magic. They thought it was a waste of time and that it wouldn't get you anywhere in life. They always said "if you can't do it yourself, don't do it at all."
They believed that magic users had it too easy. I'm a ¼ blood. My grandmother was a witch. It skips generations, so I guess my Mum was upset that it skipped her. She hates the fact that I'm a witch. The only reason she agreed to send me here was because she'd only have to see me during the summer.
She doesn't want me home for the holidays, so I stay here, at Hogwarts.
I mean, she still loves me, she just doesn't want to see me because she's jealous or something.I crawled back into bed and went back to sleep. I'm not supposed to, but it's all I could think to do.
When I decided to finally get out of bed, I went into my chill space and wrote a letter to my Mum, telling her to send me more pills.
I gave the letter to Oliver and sent him off. I didn't bother getting dressed. I just slipped my feet into my slippers and shuffled my way to Dumbledore's office. I fought back tears as I made my way. I mumbled the password and went up. I quietly knocked on the door and heard a faint "Enter". I opened the door and went in, closing the door behind me. I walked to one of the chairs on the other side of his desk and plopped down.
"Ah, Miss Allard, what can I do for you today?" He asked with a soft smile plastered on his elderly face.
"I woke up super depressed and I was wondering if there's anything you could do to help?" I asked.
"What happened to your pills?" He asked.
"I ran out..." I sighed.
"Well, I may not be able to help you, but Professor Snape might. Pay him a visit. I'm sure he'll have something." The elder man smiled and sent me off. I shuffled my way down to the dungeons and sat outside of the classroom, waiting for the class to end.
As soon as the students were all piled out of the room I knocked before entering.
"Why did you miss my class, Miss Allard?" Snape asked, his voice harsh.
"I'm depressed... Dumbledore suggested I pay you a visit..." I said, sitting in a desk at the front of the room and slumped down. He just looked at me and gave me the most unimpressed look. He then got up and went into a cupboard in his storage room. He grabbed a bottle of purple serum and put some of it into three empty vials. He gave me three smaller bottles.
"Take one of them now, but stay here in case you react poorly to it." he stated and closed the classroom door before he sat back at his desk. I drank one of the vials and sat there.
"May I lay down?" I asked, laying down on the floor before he could answer. He just looked at me for a moment.
"I suppose," he said slowly in his deep voice. I sighed and gathered my curly blue hair and set it under my head, acting as a pillow. I laid on my back and looked at the ceiling. I placed my hands on my stomach and yawned.
Snape, however, continued writing in his book that I had returned. I was finding it hard to keep my eyes open.
"I'm just going to take a nap..." I said through a yawn. I didn't hear the man oppose, so I took my slippers off, curled up, and let myself fall asleep.----
I awoke after what felt like an hour and a half to having something draped over me and something acting as a pillow that wasn't my hair.
I slowly opened my eyes to find Snape's cloak over my body like a blanket and his coat, folded neatly, under my head. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes. I then inhaled, smelling a familiar smell.Bitterness.
My eyes widened and my mouth dropped. I looked at my professor. It took him a moment to realize I was looking at him. He looked back and gave me a weird look.
"Wat are you gawking at?" He asked, closing his book. He was left in his white shirt, which was, god damn, pretty hot.
I stood slowly, holding his articles of clothing close to me.
"It was... You...?" He looked at me like I was crazy.
"What did I do...?" He asked, shaking his head in confusion.
"You!" I said, sniffing his cloak.
"You kissed me the other night!" I said loudly. He jumped out of his seat as I got closer.
"I did no such thing, Miss Allard!" He exclaimed.
"This," I pointed at his cloak. "This right here is what I smelled! The night you were with me in the hospital wing! It all makes sense!"
"Oh, please," he scoffed. "Do you hear yourself?"
"Yeah! I do! And I also smell the same thing I smelled that night!" I ran up to him and grabbed him by the collar.
"Kiss me!" I yelled. He squirmed to get away from me, but I held on tight.
"What?! No!" He replied, now being held against a wall.
"I bet you anything it'll be the exact same!" I said.
"You're delusional, Miss Allard, now please, get off of me!" He said, trying to pry my hands off of is shirt. I let go and turned away from him, still holding his garments.
"Then there is an imposter on the loose!" I insisted.
"I'm going to chalk this up to a reaction to the potion I gave you." He said. I turned around again and squinted my eyes. He looked nervous, or just really worried for my wellbeing.
"I don't know anyone else that smells like this, Severus. Are you sure it wasn't you?" I pried. He didn't answer, so I ran up to him, jumped and wrapped my arms around his neck. He shifted his head to the side and grabbed my arms, trying to push me off.
"Please, professor! I want to make sure it's not you!"
"You have my word it wasn't me, now get off!!" He yelled. I tried harder, despite his hand on my face, trying to push me away. I quickly licked his hand, causing him to pull his hand away in disgust. I made my move and kissed him. He wasn't kissing back, so it was hard to say. Snape pushed me off quickly and wiped his mouth with his sleeve as I tumbled back, falling on my behind. I looked up at him, still holding is clothes.
"You... You stupid girl!" He yelled. I shrunk as he yelled at me.
"What were you trying to prove!? What were you thinking!?"
"I-I'm sorry professor... I-I..."
"There is no excuse for this kind of behavior! Kissing a teacher is punishable by expulsion!" He yelled louder. I was now curled up on the ground, trying not to cry.
"Get out of my classroom, you foolish child!"
By this point I was a crying ball on the floor. I quickly got to my feet, dropped is coat and ran all the way up to my quarters. I forgotten I had his cloak still in my hand. I left my slippers and the 2 vials of potion he gave me.
I crawled into bed as fast as I could and curled up, crying. Liz was probably in class, so I was alone. Panda tried to comfort me by falling asleep next to me.
I cried and cried, hugging my pillow tightly. I don't know what got into me. Whatever it was, it was going to get me in huge trouble.
Snape would never kiss me, even if it was to save his own life.
"I really am a stupid girl..." I cried to myself just as Liz came in.
"Hey, what are you doing he-" she was cut off by my sobbing.
"What's wrong? What happened?" She asked as she approached me.
"I fucked up, that's what..." I whimpered. I held Snape's cloak out for her to take.
"Return this to Professor Snape for me?" I sniffed.
"If I do, will you tell me what happened?" she asked. I just nodded and she left with the cloak.
I was probably going to get kicked out of this school. I truly ashamed of what I had done.
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Severus Snape x Student
FanfictionRaven Heather Allard is a 5th year student at Hogwarts. She's had a crush on Severus Snape, the potions teacher, for quite a while, but does nothing to relay her feelings, thinking it would pass, but...