The Seer and Half-Blood Prince (Snape X Reader)

☆꧁ 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟏𝟑꧂☆

"For your test, you will brew herbicide potion. I believe you have already prepared yourselves and just so you dunderheads know, I DO NOT tolerate failures," Snape spat, each vowel flowing from the tip of his tongue like the venom of a furious viper.

He flicked his cape dramatically while turning his back to us, "Now, if I had made myself clear, you may start,"

Sound of glasses clinking and cauldron stirring filled the room.

I began working after I found the instructions on my textbook.

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Part one

- Add 4 Spines of Lionfish to your mortar.

- Crush them into a rough powder using your pestle.

- Add 2 measures of Standard Ingredient to your mortar.

- Crush the mixed ingredients into a rough powder using your pestle.

- Add 3 measures of the crushed mixture your to cauldron.

- Wave your wand.

- Return in 1 minute and 20 seconds/2 minutes.

Part two

- Add 2 measures of Horklump Juice into your cauldron.

- Heat to a medium temperature for 10 seconds.

- Add 2 blobs of Flobberworm Mucus to your cauldron.

- Stir 4 times, clockwise.

- Wave your wand to complete the potion.

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Professor Snape waltzed around the classroom while glaring at us the way a lion glares at its prey; ready to pounce on us at any given moment. And of course, it gave me anxiety. I know he had been especially friendly with me out of class, but he didn't give me any special treatment in class or anything. He was pretty fair, I guess...

But this didn't help me with my anxiety at all. As a matter of fact, the sudden realization only made it worse. I had the tendency to mess things up when I get anxious.

"Alright (y/n), for the love of Merlin, don't mess up!" I muttered under my breath, trying to give myself a pep talk.

As I was crushing the ingredients, my cramps became worse. I searched through my school bag with a glimmer of hope that I brought my painkiller, but I had no luck. I must've left it in my dorm, so I didn't have any other choice besides enduring it and carry on with my test.

I felt a drop of liquid trickle down my leg, it was probably sweat or something, so I ignored it. I had to finish this test as soon as possible; the cramps were slowly killing me.

Snape slowly approached me. Damn, I must've made a rash mistake or something. He looked more than willing to dish out some snarky remarks. After all, he wasn't the type of person who would give me special treatments in class. But I was well aware that he had to pull the tough teacher's act to avoid any unwanted attention.

"I'll take care of it," he whispered, his tone was not as stern as his face.

"Take care of what?" I whispered back.

He looked down my crotch, signaling me to do the same, so I did. Shit! It leaked! There was a red stain on the front of my skirt with the diameter of an egg, then I noticed my sock had blood all over it.

I gave him a 'please help me' look and he removed the stains with a wave of his wand.

"Go take a rest," he spoke in the volume only both of us could hear.