《The Half Lord {Severus Snape x Reader}》Back to Hogwarts
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It was the day after break ended and you were walking back to Hogwarts to meet up with Asher and Bosco.
You walked into the Great Hall and sat in between your two friends, giving them each a hug and asking how their Christmas holidays were.
"It was brilliant!" Bosco exclaimed. "What did you do, (f/n)?"
"It was just me, I got your gifts, and I loved them, I mainly spent my day wandering around Hogsmede." You replied.
The headmaster got everyone's attention and made anouncements that didn't apply to you and the food appeared on the tables.
~a couple classes later~
You hopped down the dungeon stairs and tripped on one of the last ones. Bosco and Asher stood on either side of you and stared as you grinned from ear to ear and started laughing.
Asher glanced over at Bosco. "Is she broken? Normally if you fall down the stairs you say 'ow'"
Bosco shrugged and helped you get up. Thanking him, the three of you walked into the classroom and took your seats at the front.
When Snape rushed in as normal, he stopped right beside your seat and leaned over it, putting his hands on either side of your books.
"What... exactly... are you doing here in first year potions, Miss (l/n)?" The Professor asked.
You looked up at Snape and tilted your head slightly. "What do you mean, Professor Snape?"
"I mean Miss (l/n), that you're supposed to be taking your O.W.Ls today."
"I-uh, o- kayy sir, if you say so....."
He turned and started to walk to his desk "Great Hall."
You quickly gathered your belongings and gave a short nod to Asher and Bosco before running to the Great Hall.
Sitting down and putting your books under the bench, you began testing.
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~1 hour later~
You looked up as you finished answering the last question on the final O.W.L and raised your eyebrows.
Easier then expected...
Handing in your exams, you silently strolled to herbology, wondering why you were the last person to start and the first to finish, as well as the only first year taking the O.W.Ls.
~at dinner~
Asher and Bosco once again sat on either side of you and were asking you many questions about why you had to take your O.W.Ls so early.
"I haven't got a clue, I'm just smart I guess."
"Then why aren't you a Ravenclaw?" Asher asked.
You shrugged, you had more traits of the other three houses than Hufflepuff, but yet, here you were, a first year at Hogwarts, a Hufflepuff. Not that there was a problem.
Right then, Professor Dumbledore walked to your table.
"Miss (l/n), care to take a walk with me?"
Glancing at Asher and Bosco, you got up, gathered your books, and walked out of the Great Hall, feeling somebody's eyes on your back.
"You took your O.W.Ls today, am I correct?" He asked.
"Yes, Professor, I did, I'm not sure why, Professor Snape told me to go and take them when I showed up at potions."
"Do you know why I'm asking?"
"No, sir, I don't. Did I do something wrong?"
"No, no, child, you did something we have never seen be done, even by the wisest Ravenclaws."
You stayed silent until Dumbledore continued.
"You passed all of your O.W.Ls, with all of the questions correct."
You stopped dead in your tracks with your jaw wide open.
"Are you sure they were my exams, sir??"
"Yes, we double checked, and I believe that you are more advanced then all of the other students. So tomorrow, instead of going to your classes like you normally would, you'll head straight to the library to take your N.E.W.Ts exams, if you pass those, you'll be ready to graduate at the end of this year."
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Not believing what you were hearing, you nearly fainted.
"That's- I'm- it's- "
"Hard to believe, you may go to your dorm to think about this for a while, or if you want, since you live so close, you can stay at your house from now on."
Since you couldn't make words you simply pointed at yourself, then in the direction of your house.
Dumbledore nodded and left you to start traveling to your home.
~some time later~
Once you got there, you set your books down on the coffee table and sat down on the couch in disbelief. Inhaling, you didn't recognize the scent at first, then you figured out that you were sitting in the exact same place that Professor Snape had been two weeks before. It reminded you of dry stone, river water, and burning firewood.
You snuggled up in a ball in that spot, inhaling the soothing scent, when a familiar voice startled you to your senses.
"Taking your N.E.W.Ts tomorrow, are you, Miss (l/n)?" Snape said.
You shot up on the couch and froze as you turned your head to look at him.
"Yes, and when are you going to stop breaking into my house and nearly scaring the life out of me?"
"Interesting question. The answer is: even I don't know, now explain how you passed all those O.W.Ls without missing a single question."
"I don't know, sir, I just happened to know the correct answers to the questions somehow."
He slowly moved to the front on the couch and cornered you, putting his hands on either side of you so you couldn't get up.
"You don't.... know?"
"No, Professor, I honestly don't."
Shifting in your place, your nostrils caught on to the same smell from the couch in a somewhat aura off of the potions master in front of you.
Snape's eyes seemed to catch onto a dark colored mark on your collar bone and you pulled your shirt collar over it.
"What was that?" He demanded.
"It may have been a tattoo, y'know, the things some people choose to get on their skin-"
"I know that!" Snape snapped.
Realizing that he wouldn't be getting answers when you yawned and curled up in your position on the couch again, he backed up.
"One of these days you'll answer me truthfully, Miss (l/n)."
Yawning once again, you replied. "What.... If I'm....... Not lying.........?"
Before the Professor has the chance to respond, you fell asleep. Throwing a blanket over your form, he left without another word.
((This one is a little shorter then the others, I know, but I've got big ideas for the next couple of chapters! Admin: *hugs him* you're so cute when you ask questions Admin: Adieu, everyone! ))
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