Save me (Severitus)

Chapter 8

I'm so sorry October-December is when the hardcore dancing starts so I've been MIA

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Snape's POV
It's been a week since we moved into the cottage, he is still shaken and tries to clean everything. His job is to keep his room tidy and if he takes something out he puts it back neatly, well he has been following these too much. He is very scared of authority and takes everything literally. He is truly just a scared child, I am hexing myself for being so self-centered to understand this. Who knew, me Snape, would become understanding.

    It's odd, he is actually very curious about my garden and the ingredients I use. He says it's almost like chemistry. He said he has always loved science and he wishes they taught more chemistry. I mean I could buy him a chemistry book if we go out for something... what? The kids never had presents, sure it's useless and doesn't pertain magic but how else are you suppose to start loving reading? I swear I'm going crazy with these damn thoughts.

    It's strange, I gave him some of my favorite child books and he loved them and read them all the time everywhere. Only if James knew his kid liked to read as much as I did! I organized my library and let him in telling him that anything for a 90° angle with the arm and down he could read. Now I can't get him to stop.

It's been another week I got him the chemistry book, don't know exactly when I'll give it to him. He's loosening up a little bit. Still fragile, he worries me. I guess he's growing on me, I stopped being so cold and I've learned that he is just a boy he doesn't care about fame although I've told him about his. I've started to teach him things about the magical world, dear Merlin he knows knows nothing about it.

Another week, this kid is growing on me, he is truly good to the core, makes me wonder if I would do the same. He saw a injured bird and begged me to help it. I did, he knows his green puppy eyes get to me. He was elated when it got up and flew off. This kid, I was cooking dinner he come causally down the stairs and trips, falling and face planting. He looked terrified after, it took a minute to calm him down and tell him it was fine. I fixed up his knees and the lump on his forehead. Thankfully no broken bones. I couldn't even tell him " be more careful" he wasn't running or anything, this kid is going to get himself killed.

Yes I chuckled at first, what about it.

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Changed up the writing for this portion I figured that having it almost like a diary would be entertaining.

Sorry for lack of updates, pls don't kill me.