Snape's Apprentice (Severus Snape Love Story)

Chapter 8

Clarina POV

I walk down the hall a little ways and run into my grandfather.

“Hello my dear!” I wince... I hate being called my dear. “I was just coming to invite you and Severus for tea!” I feel a presence behind me.

“We would be delighted headmaster.” Comes a silky voice.

I internally curse him. My grandfather smiles with a twinkle in his eyes and begins his trek signaling us to fallow him to the office. Snape stays close behind me.

The halls echo with our footsteps and I tremble slightly from the sudden temperature change of cold to warm. After a long walk of silence and grandfathers incoherent mumblings about what candy should be his new password we finally reach his office. I sit in the red velvet love seat closest to the books. I look through the titles, loving the fact he has a quarter of the shelf dedicated to ‘For Dummies’ books. I smile lightly and turn to him.

“Admiring my collection I see...  I get a new one from Severus every year for Christmas and my birthday.” And with that I burst into laughter. The git has a sense of humor.

He joins in with me and Snape just smirks and hands me my tea. I wipe my eyes and speak.

“So what did you want to discuss?” He looks at me and speaks.

“Well, I have decided that along with your apprenticeship, which will encompass a lot of time that you will be running a potions and DADA study hall. Which means you will also be working with the new DADA professor... Allastor Moody.” I nod.

“I take it as an honor that you trust me so grandfather. I look forward to the chance.” I finish off my tea. “I think that I will head off for a nap... I am not feeling so well.” I nod my head to each of them and walk out.

A few minutes later I get to the dungeons and begin to worry... my dizziness is getting worse. I need a blood replenishing potion. I stumble slow into my chambers. My anemia is really hitting me today. I lay down on the bed and slip into unconsciousness.

“Clarina...” a hoarse voice spoke. Father

I open my eyes to see him.

“Yes, Father?” I say tentatively.

His red eyes peer into mine.

“I need you to do something for me. Keep an eye on Severus Snape, he is one of mine. His future may be intertwined with yours if all goes to plan. I have chosen him for you.” 

“But Father-“ He cuts me off.

“Do not question me! I am the leader you are not, I am the Dark Lord you are my successor and I choose your destiny you do not! Dont you dare defy me girl!” He pauses and glares down at me. I know whats coming. “Crucio!”

I can't help the scream that tears from my lips and pain shreds through my veins and needles surge through my body. I feel tears stream down my face and my body twists and contorts. Lights burst behind my eyes and suddenly it stops... The pain stops.

“Wake up daughter and let this be a lesson...” He says those words ad I wake up.

I lay in sweat trembling and shaking like a person in detox... in fact if you have ever met someone who went through withdraw and had also happened you gone through the cruciatous curse they would tell you that the after effects of the curse are strikingly similar.

I shiver more and feel the ache stretching through my body... it hurts to move but painful tingles are stretching through my body in waves.

The door swings open and Snape stands in the door way wand at the ready... he sees me and lowers it.

“Why is it whenever I come to your room you must be screaming!?” He says snarling. Then he pauses as he steps towards my quaking figure. I gasp in agony at the wave that just went through me. He notices whats wrong recognition blazing in his eyes. He rushes towards the bed, I am in so much pain that I am not even worried about his nearness.

He pulls my robe off and pulls me onto his lap. He wraps his arms around me and I put my face in the crook of his neck and let out a sob.

He uses his adept fingers to massage my muscles. Its not even uncomfortable and I am not scared. No warning lights. I sigh, he has been through this before and knows what works. It is so comforting.

“How long?” He asks.

“H-h-how l-long has i-it be-en since t-tea?” I say shakily. He gets the idea and clutches me closer as he whispers a reply.

“Clarina you missed dinner... its been near six hours. Was it your father?” I nod my head making my face rub against his neck. I can feel his posture tense.  “Don’t worry... I am here.” He says leaning back against the bed and forcing me to lay on his chest. He strokes my back whispering comforts until I fall asleep.

I can't believe I am with the bat of the dungeons and I just fell asleep in his arms comforted. His reputation doesn’t match what he has shown me.