The Boy Who Wanted to Live

Theif

The weather was turning warmer and everyone was awakening from the mental hiatus they had been in for several months before. Ron was keeping a close eye on Harry and the times that Harry and Draco Malfoy were both missing from meals was coincidentally parring up with the amount of potions missing from professor Snape's classroom. It was mid April when Ron and Neville were stopped in the hallway by the professor.
"Weasley, Longbottom," he commanded making the two boys stop and slowly turn around "My office now!"
Ron turned to look at his pale friend who swallowed hard in return before following the billowing cape towards the dungeons. The two boys entered the room and shivered in the cold room. A large portrait of Salazar Slytherin hung on a wall and watched them with indifference.
"Do you know what this is?"
Snape placed a bottle of liquid on his desk. The glass tinkled softly as it touched the wood. Ron looked up and swallowed.
"It is a restorative potion, Professor," he said softly.
Snape turned to Neville and sneered softly.
"Do you know what it is used for?" He asked.
"I-it's f-for h-h-healing things p-professor," Neville asked terrified.
"And do you know why someone has been stealing my potions every week for two months, mr. Weasley?" Snape stood over the two boys and looked down at them in disapproval.
"Perhaps to heal themselves sir?" Ron whispered softly "without having to see the"
"School nurse," Snape interrupted "yes,"
Snape walked back to his desk and pocketed the vial. Neville looked at Ron and nervously clenched and unclenched his fist. Ron turned to look at the professor with blatant disgust in his eyes.
"Why would someone need to be healed discreetly, Weasley?" Snape asked, sotting down at his desk.
"If they were practicing dangerous spells or fighting"
"Yes and who, mr. Weasley has been caught in several fights this week alone?" Snape asked his nostrils flaring slightly.
"I have sir," Ron said, gritting his teeth slightly "but I didn't steal"
"Hold your tongue before I remove it for you," Snape cut off with aggravation "if I ever see you take something from my classroom again you will be suspended do you understand?"
"But I didn't take it!"
"Do you understand me, Weasley?" Snape repeated with venom.
"Yes, Professor," Ron sighed.
"A month's worth of detention, Mr. Weasley," Snape replied "you will be restocking the entire unite that has been removed starting tonight at eight, you are dismissed,"
Ron growled in annoyance and stomped out of the room in a huff. Neville followed behind silent.
"I didn't fucking steal anything," Ron bit out.
Neville nodded his belief at Ron and followed down the hall towards the common room.
"But I think I know who did,"