Snape's pov:

How dared he to touch this girl. It made me furious. I knew exactly what i was going to do tomorrow. I will go to Dumbledore with (Y/N) and get him fired! We walked into my classroom. I saw that (Y/N) looked confused as to why I brought her here. The moment I closed the door behind me in the lock, she started to panic. I couldn't blame her in her circumstances. She was scared that I was going to do the same. I'm not really good with emotions so I had no idea what to do now. I opened the door to my personal chamber and (Y/N) looked surprised. She probably didn't expect it to be so clean.

There were some bookshelves full with books and also a table with 4 chairs. The room was bigger than people would have expected. There was also a big, fuzzy, black couch. Next to the table was a little kitchen and if you walked past all that you would enter a room with one big bed. The bed had the colours of Slytherin and I also had a carpet with the colours of Slytherin.

'Please, make yourself comfortable and sit down,' I directed my hand to the table. (Y/N) hesitated, she didn't know if she wanted to sit. I didn't say anything off it and started to make tea.

There was a long silence and then the tea was done. I slowly placed the kettle with tea on the table in front of (Y/N). I walked back to the kitchen to get some biscuits and of course two teacups. I sat down at the chair next to hair with my body facing her. I poured in some tea and waited for her to cool down a bit. This girl must be traumatized! I could never imagine what she might have thought while Hartlock was doing that. I thought about the things that might have happened if it wasn't for me to hear it. Don't think about that! You did hear it and it's fine now. She's safe.

'So, would you want to tell me what happened to miss (L/N)?' I said while sipping my tea. She took a deep breath before she started talking.

'Well, i woke up and I couldn't sleep. So i wanted to go for a walk, but then i encountered L...Lockhart.' I could see she was having trouble with pronouncing the name out loud.

'And then what happened?'

'He, he started to umm.' there was a silence for a few seconds.

'He started to grab my wrist because I wanted to walk away. He pushed me against the wall so i couldn't escape and...he started to kiss me and did things I definitely didn't want! I also told him I didn't want that but he did not listen.' she finished. I was speechless. She started to cry again. I quickly held my hand against her cheek to wipe away the tears with my thumb.

'Don't worry, you're safe now,' I said with a soft voice.

'Professor, this may sound weird, but can I get a hug?' She looked up at me with big puppy eyes. I didn't want to give her a hug but I guess I'll make an exception for her. I wrapped my arms around her waist while pulling her closer. (Y/N) took up the smell from Snape. It smelled like old books, whiskey (surprisingly) and candles. She did the same and laid her head on my shoulder. We hugged each other for I don't even know how long. Probably like minutes. I slowly let go of the hug and looked in her eyes. I saw that she was holding her arm close to her the whole time she was here. I wonder what the reason behind that is. Maybe I was right and it is what I think it is.

'Let's make an arrangement, you can sleep here for the night but promise me you will go to Dumbledore first thing in the morning to tell him what happened. (Y/N) hesitated. She didn't want to tell Dumbledore but i guess she had to. She couldn't just go to her room now.

'Deal,' she said while she giggled a bit. I was glad she was happier again than a few moments back.

'I got you some pyjamas to sleep in if you want?' I was prepared for a no. Of course she doesn't want that Snape! To my surprise, she said yes. I got up to get her some fresh clothes. I didn't really know what to give to her but I tried my best. I picked out a short sleeved t-shirt that was without doubt, too big. And some sweatpants. The sweatpants weren't mine and I don't even remember how i got them but they were about her size so they should fit. I layed the clean set of clothes on my bed while walking back to the table.

'I have an outfit for you to sleep in. It's on the bed,' I said casually.

(Y/N)s pov:

'I have an outfit for you to sleep in. It's on the bed,' he said without emotion.

'Thank you Professor, for everything,' I said grateful.

'I can sleep on the couch if you like?' I looked up at him, standing next to the chair I was still sitting on since the moment I came in.

'I can't do that to you. I can sleep on the couch,' I said. The corner of his mouth went up a bit.

'Don't worry about it miss (L/N), I will sleep on the couch.'

Professor Snape gave me some privacy to get changed while he sat on the couch reading something. The shirt I had was way too big but the sweatpants fit perfect. I looked in the mirror. My eyes were still red and my face was swollen from the amount of tears. I took a deep breath and got out of the bathroom. Snape looked up from his book, staring at me. I was wondering why he was staring so long until I realized. I totally forgot! He ran towards me and he took my arm in his hands as fast as he could.

'(Y/N), what did you do.' I noticed how he called me by my first name and after he said it, he noticed too.

'I'm sorry miss (L/N) i mean.'

'You can call me by my first name if you want Sir,' I said. He smiled. That's the first time I have actually seen him smile!

'Then you can call me Severus. Only when we're alone.' I giggled.

'I will, Severus.'

'Now don't change the subject (Y/N), what is this?' he said

Snape's pov:

(Y/N) came out of the bathroom. Like i had predicted, the shirt was way too big! I was admiring her until I saw something concerning. I was right. I ran over to her and took her wrist. My eyes were full of disbelief. How could a pretty girl like (Y/N) do this to herself!? She doesn't deserve this. Why is she doing this? Of course I could have said the same for me when I did that...but it felt different for me.

'(Y/N), what did you do?' before i realized it, I had already done it. I accidently said her first name and I know this isn't the end of the world but it just sounds unprofessional.

'I'm sorry miss (L/N) i mean,' I said quick.

'You can call me by my first name if you want Sir.' I couldn't help but smile. She was just so innocent and sweet.

'Then you can call me Severus. Only when we're alone,' i said. She giggled: 'I will, Severus.' The way that she pronounces my name makes me have a weird feeling. Not a bad feeling but a good feeling.

'Now don't change the subject (Y/N), What is this?' Snape made an effort to lock eyes with (Y/N) but she shamely looked at the ground, towards her feet.

'There is nothing to be ashamed about. I'm your Professor and i'm here to help you.' (Y/N) gradually looked up gazing at the dark eyes from Snape in the meanwhile her cheeks got glowing red. The quietness became unbearable for Professor Snape, knowledgeable that (Y/N) was not going to say anything. He broke the silence:' Miss (L/N), I won't ask you to explain why in the bloody merlin you did this. Can I just see the damage that you have done? We assuredly don't want you to get an infection now, do we?'

He saw that (Y/N) was undetermined whether she would let him or not. After some quiet while she finally stook out her arm, waiting for the Professor to touch her arm.

'You foolish girl,' snape sighed with worry in his eyes, trying to hide it. He came closer to the girl to study the arm better. (Y/N) appeared to look at the face that was now so close, so close she could only dream of this happening.

The pale skinned man felt the eyes from (Y/N) staring at him, trying to ignore it.

'Well Miss (L/N), seems like you're in luck. No infections. Now if i may ask, do you want me to cure these...cuts,' he said.

(Y/N) actually didn't want the cuts to be healed as she liked to look at it when she was sad and alone. Snape pulled up one eyebrow as he was dreadfully staring at her.

'I see.' Were the only two words he could pull out of his mouth. The lips from (Y/N) and Snape were only centimeters apart from each other.

'Can you maybe tell me...what the dream was about?' Snape whispered softly in the ear of (Y/N).

'I wish I could Professor. But I don't know if you would actually want to know because if you did know, it would be pretty inappropriate.' He frowned while he was still breathing in the neck from (Y/N).

This was the moment he was waiting for but he knew he couldn't, as bad as he wanted to. He just couldn't. They gazed at one another while (Y/N) breathed loudly because the tension built up. She got nearier but Snape pulled away.

'You insolent fool,' he sneered. He turned around and before (Y/N) could even speak he said the last words: 'Go to bed Miss (L/N).'

(Y/N) was hurt but tried not to show those emotions to the Professor. He was right, what was I thinking...