The Healer // Severus Snape Love Story

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I wake up early the next morning, pull myself out of bed and step into the hot shower. I let my long hair down as the water cascades through it.

I slip into a dark plaid skirt and frilly white blouse. I leave my hair to dry in its natural long waves and head out the door to the great hall.

I whistle lightly and Magna flies through the window just in time.

"Morning Magna" I beam feeling much more refreshed. "What's this.." I inquire as I see magna carrying a letter.

He looks absolutely hilarious as the letter is almost double the size of him.

I take it from him, open it and read,

Dear Reselda,

      I decided to show Magna a thing or two about delivering letters. So, I hope this finds you well. Meet me in my office at 7:00 am. I have a few things to discuss with you.

                       A.

I glance at my clock that reads 6:50.

"Perfect timing Magna"

I grab the letter and place Magna on my shoulder and we head to the headmasters office.

I reach the gargoyle and whisper the password. A hidden staircase reveals itself and I climb up. As soon as I open the door I giggle remembering the way Magna looked carrying the letter. "Albus you do understand Magna weighs as much as a dinner bun, I would maybe consider using smaller paper next—"

I cut myself off as I look up and see the dark clad man I had ran into in the dungeons last-night, sitting in one of the chairs across from Albus's desk. I feel slightly worried that I may be in trouble from lastnight, although I can't see how I would be. I was simply just lost.

"Ah Reselda" Albus greets me with his signature twinkly eyed smile. "Please take a seat" he motions to the seat next to the man.

I make my way into the room and Magna flies over to meet the other owl, I presume Albus's, perched near the window.

I sit down on the edge of the chair, slowly and unsure.

"Um, why did you need to see me Sir" I say politely and confused.

"I would like you to meet Professor Severus Snape, and Severus this is Reselda, the new nurse trainee" he says. "You never had the chance to meet each other lastnight as you weren't feeling well for dinner" Albus says to the professor.

I look over to him and plaster a fake but genuinely shy smile on my face. Ah. I think to myself. My questions answered. I wondered at supper lastnight who this 'professor snape' was. And now it's confirmed, he's the moody, morose, iron fisted type.

He looks at me in recognition as his face contorts into a look of confusion turning to Albus.

"Headmaster, this girl seems awfully young to be a member of our faculty?" he questions, his dark brows furrowed.

"Well yes she is only 18 and she is not a witch.. although she has a gift that I have never seen in a muggle before. She has the power to heal anything she touch's. She's truly remarkable" Albus states winking at me.

I look at Snape triumphantly. Ha.

He glares annoyed. Me clearly being on his bad side already after last nights run in.

"Hm. Well. Welcome to Hogwarts" he says, as he extends his hand to me indifferently. I take it and immediately feel the familiar coldness in his lines I had in the dungeon. But almost as if it is slightly less freezing this time..

"I also believe it would be beneficial for Reselda to sit in and observe one of your lessons along with a Herbology lesson once or twice a week to possibly pick up on a few things" Albus interrupts. "She doesn't have to fully partake in the lesson nor be graded, but just to listen and observe." He concludes.

"I suppose so" Snape says glancing my way and clears his throat.

"Well then, if that is all.." he states in his signature deep resonant voice as he stands and heads for the exit.

He swiftly walks through the door, his dark cape billowing behind him as he descends the staircase.

Once again I let out a heavy breath. Why do I forget to breathe around him? I mean he clearly is very intimidating and quite rude.. but there's something else about him.. his eyes are captivating. They hold a deep sorrow behind a stony expression.

"Professor Snape has a rather dark past.." Albus interrupts my thoughts, almost reading my mind. "he may come off unwelcoming and dreary at first but deep down he really means well"

"Mhmm" I ponder to myself.

"Well, shall we head for breakfast?" Albus stands.

"Yes sir." I smile. Standing with him as we walk arm in arm heading to the dining hall. Magna and Albus's owl fly out the window and to the owlery, nipping and playing in flight. I notice his owl isn't very much bigger then Magna.

"I'm glad Pigwidgen has found a new friend" Albus chuckles.

"Indeed" I smile.

***

Breakfast was slightly awkward being seated next to my new gloomy acquaintance. But, I quietly enjoyed my coffee and chocolate scone as I read my old, yet personal favourite, novel full of Edgar Allen Poe's stories. I rather enjoy his dark and mysterious stories and imagery.

Speaking of dark and mysterious, I could have almost swore out of the corner of my eye, my new 'friend' discreetly glancing over at me with his dark, almost inquisitive, eyes.

I smile lightly at the fact, whether he actually was or not..

***

When the students head for class. I make my way to the hospital wing to be greeted by a cheery elderly lady. I smile. Something about her makes me feel so welcomed and happy. I've been told she is strict but very kind. "Hello dear, I'm Poppy Pomfrey" She radiates sweetly.

I introduce myself and she shows me around the hospital wing and allows me to change into the proper attire, a rather comfortable long nurses gown, that clings off my thin figure. I weave my hair into a long french braid down my back and tie it off with a small ribbon, to keep it from getting in the way.

After a while I begin to grasp the routine and groove of my position. Albus teaching me everything he could about healing and potions for healing purposes for the past four years truly paid off as I barely needed much direction.

Throughout the day I heal minor injuries here and there. Madam Pomfrey watches me in awe almost every time I mend a broken bone or close a small cut without magic or potions.

At the end of my shift, I'm relieved of my duties for the last period to attend one of professor Snapes potions class. I can hardly wait, I roll my eyes to myself.

I change back into my regular attire and begin towards the potions classroom. I can't say I am over exuberant about being in the same class as 'professor gloomy' but I know it will benefit my career here.

I join the crowd of students heading to potions class and just before we enter the room I bump into a boy with dark hair and glasses.

"Oh I'm sorry" I say. I really need to stop running into people.

"It's quite alright he says" picking up my books I had dropped and handing them to me.

"Oh. Your the new nurse Reselda, right?" He asks.

"Yep" I smile. "Dumbledore thought it would be good if I attended classes that could help me with my knowledge in the hospital" I ramble. "Oh I'm sorry. What's your name?" I giggle.

"My names Harry" he says holding his hand out.

"Oh Harry Potter" I say taking it. "I'm no witch but I do know your rather famous in the wizarding world" I say, remember Albus telling me about the baby who survived against 'He-who-must-not-be-named'.

"I suppose so" he smiles as we head into the class...