Black-and-white (Translation)

✔7. Luna

Snape put a surveillance spell on the boy before finally leaving the infirmary. Although he knew that Poppy had done the same thing, he still wanted to make sure he was informed if anything happened.

It was strange, less than two days ago he would have liked to use the boy as a potion ingredient and now he would not let him out of his sight. He did not really want to admit it, but Harry had awakened his protective instinct to an extent he did not know was possible.

But he could not imagine anyone else doing it when he saw the little one. At least not if you still had all your senses together.

But not only had his protector instinct run at full speed. Already yesterday, he realized that he admired the boy for his strength because he knew he had not had it. And his respect increased even further as Harry told him about his past. Somehow it filled the Potions master with pride that the little one was trusting him so much to tell him all these terrible things. And Snape was not about to disappoint that trust.

Although the teacher had as many questions on his, as it seemed, gifted students, but he knew he had to proceed with care. But he was really curious: how had Harry managed to brew unnoticed the needed potions for his injuries? For with his he certainly could not have made them. He also wondered where the boy got all the ingredients needed. They were not out of his own pantry, that much he knew. Severus was also sure that Harry knew very well on which occasions he had received which injury, so one does not forget that. But he also understood that the teenager did not like to talk about it. They just had to give him all the time.

When Snape arrived in his room, he first looked for the writing utensils the boy had asked for. Then he went to his library to pick out the book he wanted. "Angels and their descendants". In this book, all three beings (Tight, Avenging Angel and White Vampire) were described. He had found this book by chance in a second-hand bookshop. Although Snape himself had read only excerpts from it, but found it very well written. Surely Harry would get all the information he needed.

After he had also laid the book to the other things for his student, now came the most unpleasant task. He had to go to Grimmaulud Place. How he hated this gloomy shed! The owner of the box and the current residents only made things worse. But he had promised and he would not be one of those adults who broke his promises to the boy.

He put on one of his most imposing capes and flooded into headquarters without further notice.

, Great! I'm in hell in Gryffindor Red '. That was the first thing Snape thought as he stepped out of the fireplace in the living room. All over the room medal members were busy interjecting each other. Elsewhere he saw Arthur Weasley and Remus bent over a pile of books and parchments. Surprisingly, it looked as if the youth would help them with this work. In another corner he saw Black talking madly to McGonagall. And then there was Dumbledore, who, it seemed, was just being folded up by an angry Poppy and a no less agitated goblin. Well, then, the old Zausel could get used to it right away, because Snape did not have to let his boss come so easily. Damn protector instinct, he behaved already like Fawkes! The Potions master was still thinking how best to make himself felt when he heard a slightly dreamy-sounding voice next to him.

"Hello, Professor. How is Harry? "

"Hello, Ms. Lovegood. He is still tired quickly, but otherwise he has no pain. He is guarded by Fawkes and his owl and is not lost sight of. "

Luna chuckled at the image forming in her mind at the show.

"Harry probably asked you to look how we are. She made a sweeping gesture that included the entire room.

"Yes, the boy just does not think too much about himself. He was very happy about your message and the package, though. For some reason, Snape was reluctant to admit that the boy had not thanked for the ball of light.