Harry Potter Characters X Reader

(7) Severus/Lupin X Depressed Reader

It felt really weird walking around the halls of Hogwarts that morning because you were trying to avoid a different teacher, a teacher that was once close to you. Before it had been Professor Lupin who you were trying to run from but now it was your trusted Professor Snape. For once you could actually enjoy walking into DADA ....or so you thought.

As soon as you walked in you could sense that there was a different vibe in the room to what was there in every other DADA lesson. You were utterly horrified when you realised that it was Professor Snape at the front instead of Professor Lupin. You gulped as you sat down, trying to use you (h/c) hair to hide your face. Once the whole class was inside Professor Snape began his lecture and no matter how much you tried to let it go in one ear and out the other, the topic made you listen.

"Werewolves. Why'd it have to be werewolves?" You muttered under your breath.

Professor Snape raised an eyebrow and shot you an unimpressed look.

"Do you have something to say Miss (l/n)," the way he spat out your name made you feel sick.

You were considering ignoring him or giving a quiet answer but suddenly a spark was lit inside of you and you couldn't keep it in.

"Yes I do have something to say! Why are you here teaching us about werewolves?? And why does Professor Lupin get to slack just because of the stupid Full Moon! No one else gets to!" This was one of those ideas that worked better when you played them out in your head.

Your hands immediately covered your mouth as every pair of eyes in the class room turned to death stare you.

"I'm sorry," You whimpered.

"Get out Miss (l/n)!" Again he said your name like it was toxic.

"I didn't mean too," tears started to fill you eyes.

You turned away and put your mask back on, not wanting him to see you this weak.

"I don't want to hear it (y/n)!"

"It was a mistake!" Your voice broke as you were saying the last word.

"I don't care," the way he said it, very slowly and pronouncing every letter, made the awful feeling in your stomach return.

You knew that you couldn't win this argument so you gave in and left the room. Once you were out of the class room you could've sworn time moved even slower as you waited for class to be over so you could be given your punishment. At least it was better than actually being in there and learning about werewolves.

Soon enough the class was over and Professor Snape called you to come inside. As soon as you were there he told you that you would have detention for a week with him. You thought a week wasn't that much but in your position it was better not to argue. He started lecturing you about trust, loyalty and about how everyone has diffferent circumstances.

"I know that! I am a werewolf!" You yelled, a little too loudly.

Suddenly all the anger was washed out of Professor Snape's Eyes and all that remained is sorrow.

"I thought you made those scars yourself.... but they were from last night." It seemed that he was finally starting to piece things together.

"Wait... does Dumbledore know because he should've gotten me to make you some wolfsbane," he asked.

"No Dumbledore does not know and he will not know. This secret stays between us understand."

He noddded absently in response.

"You can go now (y/n) .. don't bother with the detentions." It seemed rather odd how he suddenly seemed so vague but you weren't going to stick around to find out why.

~Time Skip: After Classes~

After all your classes were over you went to the library to do some reading. While you were browsing though the isles of books a few students caught your eye. The were sitting in the isle next to yours so you could see them over the books you were looking at. It was a group of Thrid Grade Gryfendors, not just any group but Harry Potter and his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They were huddled up together whispering about something. You habit to eavesdrop on other people's conversations was one of your worst but that didn't stop you.

You heard them talking about Sirius Black, that name sent chills down your spine, and the dementors that now 'gaurded' Hogwarts. You had your own theories about Black and the dementors but it was interesting to hear what they thought. You realised you had better get going before anyone thought that you looked suspicious so you quickly left the library.

What you didn't know was that one of your heart shaped earrings had fallen out and hit Ron on the head.

The End.