Potionary Confinement

The Secret and The Suspect

CHAPTER EIGHT

Harry woke up very early to the sound of birds singing outside the window.

He looked on his right side to see Snape facing away from him, sleeping soundlessly, his greasy black hair sticking all over the place. 

He figured it wasn't even breakfast time yet since Madam Pompey wasn't out of her office.

But then Harry suddenly heard the familiar clunking sound of a particular professor, and knowing Snape's suspicions, he quickly turned on his side too, facing him, and pretended to be asleep.

Then he heard a whisper from Snape, "Potter, be very still..."

Harry listened and clamped his eyes shut.

He felt Moody walk near his bed, and Harry's heart was pounding so hard he wondered if he could hear it.

He felt a parcel being placed on the bottom of the bed. And as soon as Harry thought he heard a flask being pulled out, he heard Madam Pomfrey's voice.

"Professor Moody!" she cried. "What on earth do you think you're doing?"

Harry felt Moody jump and back several inches away from his bed.

"Just visiting Potter, that's all," came his gruff voice. "I wanted to leave something. I'll be on my way."

Madam Pomfrey continued to fuss him out, saying they needed rest.

As soon as she was out of headshot, Snape turned abruptly towards Harry. Harry sat up and clutched his blanket to his chest.

"He left something," Harry said fearfully and looked at the parcel he left.

Snape sat up, and climbed out of bed.

"This one, sir..." Harry said and held it up, opening it. It was just a get well soon card. Harry was very confused these days. Part of him believes Snape on his suspicions and part of him thinks it may be someone else. Mad-Eye truly seems like he wants him to win, and if he wanted him dead, then why was he helping him? It was all very odd to Harry.

Snape examined it, but not for long. He rubbed his face, and sat back down on his bed.

"I need to tell Dumbledore as soon as possible," Snape said and quickly laid back down when he saw Madam Pomfrey come back in. "The students aren't safe. I don't care what anyone says, it's him."

Harry gave him a fearful glance as the witch came over with a tray of food for the both of them.

"How are you feeling?" She asked softly as she helped Harry sit up.

Harry shrugged and said, "Better. Just tired."

Madam Pomfrey smiled and gave him his potions. "That's to be expected. You should be out of here and back to your classes in no time."

Harry put on his glasses as she went over to Snape.

"You're still very weak, Severus," she said. "Your heart took a great toll, but with rest, you should be out of here the same day as Harry."