Dungeon.

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Original publishing mar 29 2019
Now publishing February 25 2020
The group of Slytherins slowly started to turn and face us, all looking confused as to why I was with Snape, without hesitation, Draco spoke up. "What is Potter doing here?" He asked in his snobbish voice "It's none of your business!" my words came out as a soft growl, showing how irritated I was with his presence and the situation, I shuffled uncomfortably while biting my lip.

Malfoy went to take a step forward and speak, but before he could professor Snape spoke up "if there isn't anything I can help the lot of you out with, then I suggest you all leave" his voice sounds cold, tough and deep, unlike how he was speaking with me before, the tone of the professor's voice sent a shiver down my spine. The Slytherins didn't argue and scurried off to other places. Snape opens the door to his living quarters and shows me inside, I am shocked by how his quarters look.

The living, kitchen and dining area were all bright and warm, with comfy looking furniture, the open plan gives it a spacious feel and makes the area flow nicely, the rooms gave me a cosy feeling as I shyly followed Snape further into his living area, "this is the open-plan space of our living quarters, the bedrooms and bathrooms are all accessed through the hallway" Snape explained monotonously as he leads me into the hallway.

"Your room is straight down the end of the hallway," Snape says after telling me where everything else was, with a stiff nod I tried to hurry off to my room, but was stopped by a strong arm around my abdomen. "You are not to enter my lab or leave our living quarters without me, got it?" His voice was stern but caring as he spoke, I nodded and he then started walking down the hall to my bedroom. The door to my bedroom was a lovely shade of yellow with soft pink clouds designed on it, my eyes travel to Snape as he stepped to the side to let me get past "go on" he says and nods his head towards the door, I slowly and shyly opened the door and froze in shock as I saw my new room.

The room had a stunning deep forest green on the walls and a black, fluffy carpet, but that's not the thing that captured my attention, the thing that had captured my attention was the humongous stack of plushies and other toys in the room. Without any hesitation, I ran forward, almost tripping in my haste to reach the pile of plushies, but that was quickly forgotten once I landed in the soft haven of all the plushies, even the deep, rumbling chuckle that left the man behind me went unnoticed as my attention was fully on the soft textures surrounding my body and the pretty colours invading my vision. Once I had regained my composure, I finally took a good look around my beautiful new room. In the corner of the room just across from me was a pale grey crib with a soft space print blanket and a matching space mobile, there was also a changing table and a bookshelf in the large room

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