(Snapes POV)

As I stepped into the bathroom,soft cries bounced off of the walls.I followed the sound and ended up in front of a bathroom stall,I gently pushed it open as to not make a noise.There I saw the supposed Potter brat crying his eyes out on the closed lid of a toilet.Although,I couldn't see his face.He didnt seem to notice me so I made him aware of my presence.
"Potter , what is wrong did you not get your way or something?"I spat out.

(Harry's POV)
I was minding my own business in the bathroom.I was crying from how much the punch earlier hurt and the fact that my friends hadn't come looking for me.

"Potter , what is wrong did you not get your way or something?"came an all too familiar voice.I knew that voice and suddenly I froze,THAT WAS SNAPE!I didnt dare look up,as I wondered if I just pretended he wasn't there he would just go away.

(Snapes POV)
A few seconds went by and I haven't got a reply.
"10 points from Griffindoor, for ignoring a professor. You're just like your father you are." I spat with venom in my voice.

(Harry's POV)
(Sorry for changing the POV so much, next chapter it will all be in the 3rd POV)
How dare he take points so quickly! I wasn't ignoring him, I just got really scared!
"You're just like your father you are." He spat. That's it! How dare he insult my father! I whipped my head up from my knees so fast, I'm surprised I didn't get whiplash.
"My father was a great man!" I all but yelled, tears still streaming down my face.
"Your father was a swine!"Snape replied taking a step forward. Him being so close made me harshly flinch backwards and hit my head on the brick wall. I let out a loud whimper, feeling the blood pour down the back of my head. My eyes wide and held fear while staring at Snape. He looked frozen for a minute but then immediately stepped forward to check my head. Seeing him come closer terrified me and I started sobbing and covering my face with my hands. Suddenly, I felt a warm hand on my shoulder making me squeak and jump back, ending up in the very corner. I curled into a ball and sobbed into my knees with my hands covering my head.

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