It started with a disorder

Eat

I woke up. It had been a dream. I sighed in disappointment and looked over to my small, blue alarm clock that was placed on my bedside table. The time read 4:48. I jumped up off my bed and with a flick of my red and black wand, I was dressed. My wand had a red swirl that wrapped itself around the black handle. With another swish, my messy (y/h/l) (y/h/c) was brushed, and put up in a pony tale. 

I made my way down the ravenclaw tower and into the dungeons where the slytherin common room was built. The halls were full of Slytherins and Gryffindors, and some Ravenclaws but no Hufflpuffs were in sight. I turned the corner and walked into the potions classroom were professor snape stood. I sat down in the dusty potions class, at the front row, where the professor only stood a few meters away. Bottles of strange liquids filed the old oak shelves that were hung on the the stone walls.

I cleared my throat. "professor s-snape, what should I do" 

He poked his head from the top of his book, placed it carefully down on the desk and walked through a door that was on the right side of the class. Confused, I debated in my head weather or not i should leave. As i was getting up, The tall professor walked through with a plate of biscuits. He slammed them on the desk and pointed at them. 

"Eat," He said "You did not eat anything today and im worried" 

The biscuits had a thin layer of dark chocolate and a few crumbs fell off the side of the crunchy food that most people would call a delight. I looked up and gave the Professor a confused look, and I opened my mouth to say something but Snape interrupted. 

"Do not even try to get out of this, you are not leaving this classroom until you have eaten at least two of these biscuits" 

I trembled and grabbed one slowly. I starred at the biscuits, then the professor then back at the biscuit. I gulped. I could feel the chocolate starting to melt onto my thin fingers, i dropped the biscuit and shook my head. i looked down to my knees. 

"I can't do it" i whispered, not knowing Snape could hear me. He placed his wand under my chin and lifted my head up, making me look him in his gorgeous eyes. 

"Yes, you can" He said, not breaking eye contact. I bit the side of my cheek and picked up the biscuit. I closed my eyes and took a bite. I couldn't swallow so I chewed it until it was a flavourless sludge. I swallowed and started to panic. The professor started to slowly clap, as if he was proud. 

"Why are you making me do this? its not as if you care" I asked curiously. Why is the professor who makes children feel like shit every single day making me do this? He has never even spoke to me. 

"Believe it or not Miss (y/l/n) i do actually care and I don't think your parents would appreciate you dying of starvation under our watch, would they?" He said, strictly. I was speechless, I didn't know what else to say. 

"You wouldn't know" I mumbled stupidly. I looked down and thought about my Family. My dad is usually at work, I cannot remember the last time I talked to him. And my mum, my stupid mother, she left when I was 9. 

We sat in silence, the whole time I could feel him looking at me but I didn't dare look back. Finally, I broke the silence. "I'm not eating anymore, you cannot make me"

He licked his lips and walked over to me. He picked me up bridal style, surprisingly. We walked for awhile and I started to get an idea of where we may have been going. My thought was answered when he said something to me. 

"I may not be able to make you, But madam Pompfrey sure can" He said, not even looking at me. 

"W-wait, no please" I stuttered, trying to break free from his manly grip. He looked at me and i calmed down. We locked eyes just like we had in the great hall. Suddenly, I felt dizzy and lightheaded, this made Snape walk faster than he had already been. Then, it went all black. 

I wanted to open my eyes but i just couldn't, but i could hear everything. I heard professor Snape call for madam Pompfrey and her panicking. I heard bags rustle and felt something go up my nose, rubbing the inside of my nostrils and slither down the back of my throat. 

-A WEEK LATER- 

SNAPES POV 

It has been a week since (y/n) blacked out, and sadly she still hasn't awoken. I watched as the food ran throw the tube and entered her system. Even if it was against her will, I am happy she is getting the food she needs. She has gained a lot more weight and she looks a lot healthier. I put my hands on each side of the chair, that was next to her hospital bed, I got up and turned to leave. 

"P-professor" I heard a voice whisper weakly. I spun on my heels and faced (y/n). 

YOUR POV 

I opened my eyes slowly and saw the Professor look at me with a smile on his face. I looked around at my surroundings and noticed where I was. There were hospital bed, some had ill children on, some empty. Professor Snape looked at me and sat back down on the oak wood chair. he put his masculine hand on my forehead. 

"How you feeling, (y/n)?" he asked, looking me in my (y/e/c) eyes. "You passed out about a week ago, you passed out because of your..... problem" he added, whispering when he said problem. You shook your head and chuckled angrily. 

"I do NOT have a fucking problem" I said, gritting my teeth. I got up from my bed, took out the feeding tube slowly. It was painful, I could feel it slither out of my throat, scratching my tonsils, then I ran out of the room, pushing the nurses aside.