Changes and Secrets

Chapter 9 - Discovery

GUYS I'M ALIVE!!!! (On the outside, at least XD)

SOOOO, I'm going to try to get this and the other chapter I have done posted by today, but I make no promises. Sorry for the filler chappie, but I wanted to try to write Snape so I just went for it. 

Either way, enjoy, and if I have any North Carolinians reading (Hey neighbors!), hope y'all are well after Florence! Feel free to comment to let me know y'all are ok!

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Severus Snape was pacing his room, agitated and disturbed. There was a lot of things that he could handle, but this wasn't one of them. Severus normally prided himself on his ability to show no emotion, but at the moment, he didn't care. 

It was clear to him - Potter was a werewolf, and an Alpha at that. He had known the signs for a long time, but Potter hid it well. He shook his head - he had never met an Alpha so strong. He remembered feeling weak and broken under the teen's golden gaze. All he had wanted to do was lay down and do whatever the boy told him to do, which infuriated him further when he thought of taking orders from a Potter. 

He sighed and shoved his emotions into the tiny chest he imagined in his mind. Able to think clearly now, he began to run through the things that would need to be taken care of to ensure the safety of the students at Hogwarts. 

He checked his stores of Wolfsbane and realized that he did not have enough for both Lupin and Potter. Severus growled internally; there was no time to brew a new batch before the full moon on Christmas Eve. Wolfsbane took weeks to brew. Nonetheless, he could brew some more for the full moon in January. 

Therefore, he quickly summoned the ingredients and ran through the instructions for the first part of the potion. Checking to make sure that the potion was correct for the stage of brewing, he turned away. He would come back to it in two weeks, when the second part could be completed. 

He wasn't concerned about a place for Potter to go. It seemed by the tracks that he preferred to be deep in the forest, far from the castle. His anger towards Lupin had just been for show once he realized that Potter was in the room as well. 

He was trying to get on the good side of the students; well, as close to the good side as he could. He wanted the student body to think that he actually cared about them, which, in his defense, he did. He just didn't show it in the same manner as the rest of the human population. 

Now he had to find Potter. It was necessary to inform him that there was not enough Wolfsbane for him. He threw his cloak on over his back dress shirt, using a spell to button it. Then he swept out of his room, through his classroom, and out into the hallway in the dungeons. 

As he walked towards the infirmary, he nodded slightly to the Slytherins coming back from dinner. He was surprised when a few of them nodded back, smiling softly at the Potions Professor. He allowed a small smile to touch his thin lips and his hard, black eyes to soften slightly. As he exited the dungeon, however, he replaced his mask, unwilling to be seen showing blatant kindness by anyone other than his snakes. 

He swept determinedly towards the infirmary, the last place he remembered seeing Potter. As he reached the doors, he didn't bother knocking, simply gliding in towards Poppy's office. He took note of the beds as he walked by, seeing that neither Lupin nor Potter remained in them. 

"Poppy," he said, his soft voice echoing in the silence of the infirmary. The stout mediwitch strode out of her office, raising an eyebrow when she saw who had called. "I am not low on any potions, Severus," she said, coming to a stop before the tall man.