🐍Basilisk Venom💧

III ~ This Can't Be Happening

~~~Severus Snape's POV~~~

As Severus listened to the story that Harry was telling, he felt amazed and guilty at the same time. He couldn't believe that Harry had done this. He went into the Forbidden Forest with Weasley, killed a basilisk and faced Voldemort for the second time! He had shone such bravery and resilience, yet he was barely 12 years old.

As Harry finished off his story, Severus looked up into Harry's emerald green eyes.

Lily's eyes.

Severus felt a pang of sadness and guilt. He couldn't believe he had thought that Harry was Slytherin's Heir. He felt so sorry that he had allowed others to plant a false seed about Harry in his mind. He tried to communicate that with his eyes to Harry. Severus focused on Harry's eyes, trying to figure out if he understood. Severus was shocked as he saw that Harry's eyes showed pain and anguish.

Surely I must be mistaken?

Harry just grimaced as they kept looking into each other's eyes. It was then that Severus noticed how pale and feverish Harry looked. He felt a pang of concern break through his guilt. He was about to ask Harry if he was okay when Minevra spoke.

"That is a remarkable story, Harry. But are you alright? You're as pale as a ghost." Minevra said, also sounding worried. Severus silently agreed with her.

Harry didn't seem to hear her. His eyes were unfocused and clouded.

Something is wrong with Harry...

Severus gasped as he noticed something. It seemed like Harry's robes were covered with...

"Harry, is that blood?" Severus said, shocked.

Suddenly, Severus saw Harry's eyes roll to the back of his head, and he collapsed onto the ground. Everyone around the room showed signs of horror, and hurried towards Harry. Severus barely noticed them.

Time seemed to slow down, and suddenly it seemed as if Severus and Harry were the only people in the world. Nothing else mattered to Severus but Harry.

He rushed up to the small group of people. Pushing everyone aside, he kneeled beside Harry. During the fall, his robes had slipped off slightly, which showed a deep, bloody wound on Harry's right shoulder, which was bleeding like crazy. It was then that Harry's unconscious body began shaking and convulsing uncontrollably. He was having a seizure.

Severus and Minevra put their hands on the boy, trying to still him. 

"Harry!" Severus shouted desperately. "HARRY! HARRY!!!" He felt tears threaten to break loose on his face. "HARRY!!"

No no no... This can't be happening... Please Harry, wake up!

"We need to get him to the hospital wing!" Came the voice of Albus Dumbledore. Severus continued to hold Harry, shouting his name.

"PLEASE HARRY! PLEASE!!!"

Severus felt hands pull him back from the boy, and he screamed in protest. "NO! HARRY!!" Tears rolled down his pallid face, but he refused to let out a sob. He watched as Dumbledore used a levitation spell on Harry, and left the room with him. 

Suddenly, the whole room became silent. Everybody was staring blankly at the place where Dumbledore had left with Harry. Severus impatiently wiped his tears away, before getting up and following.