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Third Person's POV
The night was long for everyone, some enjoyed it and others don't. While (Y/N) is safely tuck under her green velvet blanket, although her potions master is having trouble in getting a good night sleep. This is not foreign for him, because every night he experience the same nightmare that haunts him ever since the day that the love of his life died and he blames himself for everything. He toss and turn on his bed, breathing heavily when he arises off his bed, walked out of his private quarters and sat on his chair behind his desk, pulling the small drawer where he keeps his bottle of Fire Whiskey.
Strangely he doesn't remember having to put a package in his drawer, it's been years since he have gotten one. He shrugged it off and thought that he might have confiscated it from one of his dunderhead students, but when glanced on it again, there's a small card that has his name written on it and out of curiosity he opens the card and read what's the content
To: Professor Snape
I've decided to give you this as a token of appreciation, I don't know why you don't scold me that much unlike the other students when they make a mistake in your class. Maybe because I'm under your house? I'm not saying this or doing this because I feel that somehow you're giving me a special treatment but hey it's almost Christmas so I guess this is a good excuse for me to give it to you? Anyway I hope that you'll like what I've done but if not, you can send it back to me. I'd appreciate that instead of seeing it one day in one of the trash bins here at school.
Sincerely,
A student of yours
Putting the card down on his desk, he takes two shots of Fire Whiskey as he groans a pinch the bridge of his nose. He took out the package that is neatly wrapped in kraft paper, he tore the wrapping paper in half and for his surprise he sees a drawing. A portrait of him. This is foreign for him, he doesn't know how and what to react about it. A student made an effort for him. A student drew him. A student gave him a present. A student... appreciates him. His eyes slowly and carefully scans the drawing that is protected by an elegant black picture frame. If the other professors have gotten a gift like this, obviously they have a smile on their faces and will feel happy that one of their students appreciate them. But not the potions master, his eyebrows are knitted and he doesn't feel happy. He feels conflicted, curious, and somehow disappointed in himself, he wants NO ONE to appreciated him, he craves for the hatred towards him by every student he have taught in his teaching years at Hogwarts. He have spent years and years for this, for not to be appreciated. Because that's what he believes, that he should not be appreciated. Since he is a death eater and still is... well that is what others think so for him it's better to leave it that way.
