Transcending Romance

Oopsie doodle

((I'm sorry, I've been a horrible author ignoring my lovely readers for so long))

   Your Pov.
     I was so fucking scared. Here I was standing in Snape's fucking office cursing in my mind (the muggle way) and Thinking to myself, "oh shit I'm done for I'm going to have to go home" IM NOT GOING BACK TO THOSE ASSHOLES!!! I think I'm going to have a panic attack.
Snaps finally walks in slamming the paper on his desk with the image of a taxi driver.
  "You were seen by no less than seven muggles," he looks pissed as his neck is strained to hold his head back from getting in our faces, "do have any idea the seriousness of this? You have risked the exposure of our world! Not to mention the damage you inflicted upon a whomping willow that has been on these grounds since before you were born."
He leans back slightly still stiffened in his head held high position. My breathing was shaking quietly as fear hitched into my heart.
"Honestly Professor Snape, i think it did more damage to us," Ron comments as I cringe at it as his comment isn't going to be taken calmly.
"Silence!" He stands up as he slides around using the desk getting closer to the three of us, "I assure you, that were you in Slytherin and your fate rested with me, The both of you would be on the train home-"
"But it doesn't." I interrupted he lashed a look at me, slightly softening his glare but maintaining to keep malice.
"Our fates rest in the hands of Professor McGonagall, in which case I would prefer to be discussing with her currently so I don't have to re hear about what I've done."
"So she is here," I turn my head to the entrance to see Dumbledore.
"Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall ," Harry greeted and announced in a timid voice.
       "Headmaster," Snape started, "These three have flooded the degree for underage wizardry. As such-"
       "I'm well aware of our by laws Severus having written quite a few of them myself,"  I almost had to step back at this new found Sassy Dumbledore, "However, as Y/n has stated that as head of Gryffindor house it is for Professor  McGonagall to determine the appropriate action," Ron holds his head down.
      "Well go and get our stuff then," he says his voice so full of sadness I thought of hugging him right then and there.
      "What are you talking about Mr. Weasley?" McGonagall questioned.
      "You are going to expel us aren't you?" He says head held low.
      I looked at Professor McGonagall the only thought running through my head was I couldn't go back, not now, not ever. McGonagall met my eyes that glistened from holding back tears of leaving my home. Then she looked back at Ron.
    "Not today, Mr. Weasley," we all looked at each other to make sure we heard correctly, "but I must impress on both of you the seriousness on what you have done." She says sternly.
    Oh no...
     "I will be writing to your families tonight and you will always receive detention,"
    I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
   Better than going home