"Professor?"
"Enter, " Professor Snape said with grittier teeth.
I stepped into his office.
"What is that supposed to be?" He hissed pointing at the cake.
"Your late birthday cake, sir, " I gave back.
"Is that so?" With a swish of his wand, the cake was on the ground.
"Oh, what pitty, " he dryly said.
My heart ached. Stay strong.
"What are you waiting for? Clean up the floor already. After all, it's your dirt on the ground."
Why?
"Yes, sir, " I gave back trying to sound as happy and friendly as possible. "Remember, this is not his fault, " I told myself inside my head.
I got to the ground, summoning a rag.
"Too stupid to use magic, (y/l/n)?"
"Oh sorry, silly me, " I replied. Keeping my happy voice up.
"You mispronounced idiotic, " Snape gave back coldly.
Okay, be nice, be nice, be nice! Don't get cold!!!
I flicked my wand and my last money in the form of a cake disappeared.
"Now get your ridiculous book and leave, " he said a cold glare on his face.
No!
"Yes, of course, sir, " I said grabbing the book from the table, walking back towards the door. As I opened the door I turned around with a fake smile on my face.
"Have a nice da-" the door was shut abruptly missing my face by millimeters.
Okay, this was fine, totally okay...
A tear ran down my face. I quickly wiped it away. Stay focused. Only until it's all done.
~The evening before at professor Snape's office~
Professor Snape pov.
There was a knock on my door.
"Enter, " I growled. It was still knocking.
"Enter." The knocking went on.
I stood up which stupid student was to dumb to open up a door?
As I opened the door I expected dunderhead looking up at me but to my surprise, it was a bell cover flying right onto my table.
Was Malfoy now trying to poison me?... Ridiculous.
I closed the door walking back in.
As I inspected the cover I noticed a note lying on top of it.
Better late than never.
sincerely (y/n)
She actually backed me a birthday cake... Now that I think back I can't remember ever receiving one... How did I deserve such kindness? The answer was simple. I didn't. This had to end. I had develop sympathy towards her... I didn't deserve any sympathy... Any kindness and definitely no cake.
I had to scare her off, to keep her save and me from getting hurt again... Even though it had always been my fault...
I hated myself for what I now had planned to do tomorrow, but it was the only way.
A/N: I think I'll update again today... 🤔
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Fanfiction(y/n) (y/l/n) is a seventeen-year-old, sixth-year student at Hogwarts. (one year above the golden trio) Being a muggle-born Slytherin, she ain't got many friends. As she is quite sarcastic, but still a great student, she wouldn't have any problems...
