Prone to Accidents

Collision

The Alpha sighed in pleasure and wrapped his arms around the lithe body of his now mate. He closed his eyes, burying his nose to inhale the lovely scent mixing with his own as he wondered exactly how they got into this position in the first place.

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-FLASHBACK-

In the silence of the early evening a figure purposefully stalks through his domain unhurried, robes billowing behind him like a shadow. Mentally grumbling at his own penchant for assigning detentions and now finding his Friday evening of relaxation delayed because of one infuriating brat, as if he didn't have enough to worry about. First, the Headmaster and his irritable games and deflection, then the Ministry appointed Pink Toad of a Professor and now Potter. The Alpha cursed Potter and his irksome ability to annoy him, wondering if he can give him to Filch instead for tonight, but reconsiders.

As he nears his classroom, he sees the doors ajar and slows. He really doubts that Potter would remember to be on time or, Merlin forbid, be early for a detention and in an instant he's on guard, wondering to himself who would enter his classroom without his presence and knowledge. He peeks through the cracks and finds two figures; one is surprisingly Potter who seems to be talk-no, shouting at someone he cannot see.

"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!" Potter yells, "If Snape finds you here, you're dead! Stop that right now!"

"I-I'm sorry! I was just trying to create a potion I read about, and P-Professor Snape wasn't here so I thought it would be ok," the person squeaks, terrified.

Vaguely, Severus remembers who that voice belongs to, a 3rd year Ravenclaw, his mind supplies. But then Potter's words register, and he slams the door open, making the two students jump in shock and stare at him in terror. He stalks forward, his stature rigid in silent anger, his robes billowing behind him, his eyes glare at the young Ravenclaw girl who dared to make potions without his supervision. As he approaches, his eyes shift to Potter and notices the intense look that he received, barely noticing how the girl moved closer to the Gryffindor trying to hide from their Professor. Severus' eyes then locked onto Potter's as if to determine the reason behind those Avada green eyes and for a moment he forgot about the potion that was boiling alarmingly. A momentary lapse in judgement that had some foreseen consequences as the potion exploded.

Harry reacted by bodily shielding the girl, who screamed in shock, dropping his school bag, while Severus put up a shield. However, the purple sludge seemed to pass through the shield as if it were not there, splattering both Severus and Harry. Half of Harry's face was dripping with purple sludge flowing down to his neck and staining his robes while Snape's upper chest was drenched. Swiftly waving his wand, Severus vanished the potion and looked over at his students, cleaning whatever remnant he could find from their person.

"Potter! Are you alright?" he asked, finding no external indication of injury.

Potter nodded his head almost slowly, dazed, while he continued to stare at his potions professor with an unreadable gaze. Visually scanning him again and finding nothing wrong, Severus then turned to look at the girl hiding behind him.

"And you! 80 points from Ravenclaw for sheer idiotic irresponsibility, making potions beyond your capability and endangering a fellow student. Detention Ms. Parks! For one week with Mr. Filch and you will be suspended from attending two Hogsmeade weekends. Now return to your dormitory and report to your Head of House!" Severus barked in anger.