Nothing In This World (BEING EDITED)

XI.

Chapter XI: The Turning Point
Warning: Mild Language

As he took a deep breath as he internally practised what he was going to say, Harry stood patiently outside of the potions classroom waiting for Professor Snape to finish with his detention. The man had gone out of his way to ignore him, ever since he refused him. To kill time, he looked out towards the sky marvelling at its beauty and the deep blue and purple hues that filled the sky. His mind wandered off at the thought that he didn't spend a lot of time in detention these days surprisingly which made being around his professor a lot easier and approachable. He did not realize that he has been daydreaming when he heard the door creaked open. Harry jumped hearing the door open as a third year student ran off sniffling. 'Was the detention bad?' thought Harry as he stood looking at the student who ran off. He certainly did not notice a black-clad man standing in front of it in amusement and slight irritation. It was a long day after all.

"How can I help you?" Drawled the deep baritone voice of the potions master as he arched his eyebrow

Harry looked away and gapped at the man. The man looked more intimidating than usual even though, he was wearing his usual black robes. Shaking his head, Harry puffed out his chest and mustered up the courage to speak. 'its's now or never Harry!' he thought internally.

"Yes. Hmm-- Will you come to my quidditch game tomorrow morning?" asked Harry nervously looking at the man trying his best not to flinch or look away. It is a tough job if someone as scary as Professor Snape is looking at you with the utmost boredom look with his famous eyebrow arched. After having an extensive discussion with his parents and Dumbledore, everyone had decided that it was in the best interest for Harry and Snape to get to know each other before starting a romantic relationship. Since the two of them had a rough past with each other. And after he had refused Snape's invitation to be his partner, it was best that they took things slow.

"I know it is sudden. But, I thought it--" continued Harry trying to defend his invitation.

"Yes, I'll be there. Good night." Interrupted the professor who proceeded to close the door at his face.

Harry blinked his eyes as he tries to comprehend what had just happened. He stood not moving until a meow from Mrs. Norris broke him out of his muse. His mind was swimming with various thoughts. He was surprised to say the least. 'Did Professor Snape just accept my invitation?' thought Harry incredulously. 'The Professor Snape? Is he under a charm? Spell? No! It is him and he accepted my invite!' thought Harry as a smile bloomed on his face. Needless to say, certain students may have seen a Harry Potter walked to his dorm with a large smile.

It is the morning and that means it is the Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw quidditch match. Harry's nerves were going haywire that morning. Not only it is the first quidditch match of the year, but Severus Snape was coming to watch his game. It wasn't that Snape has not watched him play quidditch before, but this time was different. He usually came as a professor who had to be there. This time, the man came because Harry had asked him to. The man had willingly said yes and Harry now more than ever felt like he needed to prove himself. He for some reason, needed to prove to the man that he earned the title as a seeker. That he is more than meet the eye. He didn't want to give the man a reason to think he was anything like his father. He wanted the man to see him as Harry. Just Harry. He ate as much of his porridge as he could. The food tasted like sandpaper probably because of his nerves. Giving up on eating, he eventually pushed the bowl away. He was far too nervous to eat even though this isn't his first game.

"You'll be fine mate," said Seamus who has been watching Harry staring at the porridge

"Yeah" replied Harry solemnly