Cursed (SnapeXreader)

Dizziness

Uploaded: 7/1/19

You wake up in a slight state of panic, you sit up in bed, your eyes scanning the unfamiliar room.

(y/n) {where the hell am I?...beds, curtained screens...the hospital wing? What...?}

You look over to the left to see two shadows behind one of the screens.

"Where in Merlin's name was Argus? Shouldn't he of been on the scene at that point?" A woman's voice whispered, despair in her voice.

"After the amount of students he's caught silently roaming the corridors at night, you would of thought he'd of noticed a twelve foot troll stomping around Hogwarts!"  A familiar voice sneered. It was Professor Snape.

That's when all of last nights antics came flooding back to you.

"Well, if it wasn't for the girl's quick thinking...Trolls are incredibly stupid yet dangerously violent creatures. You were lucky you only got a cut to the cheek Severus."

You hear a clink, as if a medical instrument was dropped into a metal tray, then you notice one of the shadows walk off and the other coming over to your bed. You lay back down, pretending you were still knocked out. The woman who you assumed was Madame Pomfrey, stood writing something on a clipboard, you felt her eyes examining your 'sleeping figure'.

"Good morning Miss White...I know you're awake."

You opened your right eye slightly to see Madame Pomfrey smiling at you. She walks over and takes your temperature.

"How are you feeling?" She asked, opening a bandage that has been wrapped around your head, she checks over the now, dry wound and replaces the dressing with a new one.

"I'm fine. I've got a banging head ache though." You say holding the front of your forehead. She hands you a glass of water.

"Well that is expected after a knock to the head."

You take a sip of water, then chugging the rest. You look over to the bedside table next you, your pocket watch reveals the time.

{7:03am}

You swing your legs over the side of the bed attempting to get up and go back to your common room to get ready for today's classes. You stand up, feeling a wave of dizziness, you collapse back down onto the squeaking bed.

"You will need to rest before you can I can even consider discharging you from the hospital wing Miss White." Pomfrey helps you get back under the covers and then refills your glass of water.

"Professor Snape has left you some catch up work here." She hands over an old, battered text-book, a few pieces of parchment, a bottle of ink and a quill.

You took the things from her, inspecting the text book, it appeared to be bookmarked with a piece of parchment that had been written on.

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Miss White,

After the happenings of last night I highly doubt you will be returning to your classes for today. In today's lesson I will be teaching your class how to brew Felix felicis, however I will expect you to catch up in tutoring when you have been discharged. Read this section of the text book, producing a short essay on how to successfully brew this potion. This particular copy of the book will increase your chances of competently achieving the practical part of the lesson in 6 months time. That's if you actually read it properly. I expect it to be done by this evening. I will come to the hospital wing and collect your work at 7:00pm. No later.