《"Always": Severus Snape x Reader》The First Day
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DATDA- Defence Against The Dark Arts
I wake up excited for the day ahead,I still cant believe it Im actually at Hogwarts. I pick up my timetable and find out I only have 2 lessons today, Defence against the dark arts and....potions. I have Professor Snape. I skip breakfast as i'm not very hungry, oh well must be the morning nerves. As i'm walking to my DATDA class I can't stop thinking about the stare. I walk into the classroom and push the thoughts out of my mind. I have to make a good impression on the first. day even if its just sitting in the back of the classroom listening. I pick the seat right in the corner at the back and Draco comes and sits beside me."hey y/n, hows your first day" he said "good I guess, I only have 2 lessons and this is my first." He scoffed, "Jealous, i have 3 classes today and all of them are boring" Jesus he's such a drama queen I think to myself. Soon enough a tall skinny man by the name professor Quirrell walks in. "Read pages 120 to 200, if. you finish early, which i highly doubt any of you will, call me over" Wow what a nice way to introduce yourself i thought, rolling my eyes. Within a split second all attention was on me. Oh No i said that out loud I thought to myself. I felt my cheeks instantly turn red."Detention miss Black, with Snape at 6:00pm." The bell rang I collected my thing and walked to Potions lesson as fast as i could to avoid all the glares I could feel on my back.
I walk into potions, i'm the first person there and I could feel his eyes follow me across the room all the way to the corner in the back, once again. As the class starts filling up Snape eventually takes his eyes off me."Today we will be brewing the amortentia potion, it's quite simple so I don't think any of you will need my help" He's not that bad i think to my self, I wonder why Draco badmouthed him. After a few minutes I finished brewing my potion and raised my hand."Need my help Miss Black ?"Snape asked with an annoyed look on his face."um.. no actually professor, i've finished brewing my potion"His facial expression changed from annoyed to shocked."Well I cant say i'm surprised miss Black, your father is a great brewer too." I looked around me and everyone was staring, I could feel myself go bright red. I looked at Snape, my face still red, and he gave me a confused yet worried look. He slammed a book down on the table directing all the attention to himself. I gave him a small smile and he nodded his head, his face still as emotionless as usual. The bell rang and I left walking towards the great hall for dinner.
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As i'm walking theres suddenly a harsh tug on my hair, I turn around to see the three boys who harassed me on the train and 2 others."look who we have here, we told you we'd get you next time" I felt a sudden kick into my stomach and another one behind my back, soon enough all of them had joined in and I crawled up into a ball hiding my head."WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE" A loud, deep voice boomed. The light came back to me as the boys ran away, I couldn't move, I was in shock. I felt a warm hand on my side, I didn't move, I didn't tense up, but I relaxed. I slowly started to move my hands away from my face and sat up. This man was Snape. "Are you ok?" He asked a worried look plastered across his face, "I'll be fine"i replied. I tried to stand up but my body weight was too much, Snape picked me off his feet and carried me to his classroom where he used a spell to take away the pain." There's nothing I can do about the bruises y/n-" He was going to continue but was stopped by his thoughts, his expression changed from sympathetic to shocked. I was shocked did he just call me by my first name. "Miss Black I think it would be best if you left, i'll deal with the boys later"I nodded, got up and walked away limping. I looked back to find Snape staring at me with a look of sadness on his face."Snape, do you think it would be ok if you come to Madam Pomfrey's with me and tell her the situation?" I looked at him with pleading eye's.
SNAPES POV:
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Finally time to relax before that y/n girl comes for her detention, although... I don't really mind it, there's something about her which catches my eye. It's like we've met before somewhere, somehow. Im marking papers and hear a faint yell outside, normally i would ignore something like this but I recognised the scream..."y/n" I gasp to myself, I run into the corridor to see a bunch of boys surrounding something on the floor and kicking it. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE" I yell furious of whats happened. They run away "gryffindors" i mutter to myself rolling my eyes. I run up to y/n and lay a hand on her side trying to comfort her, she slowly moves her hands away from her head and sits up. "are you ok" I asked,"i'll be fine" she replied. She tried to stand up but her body weight was too much for her. I picked her up, carried her to my classroom and did a spell to stop the pain. "There's nothing I can do about the bruises y/n-" I stopped myself in my tracks, I called her by her first name, I can't do that. She looked shocked. "Miss Black I think it would be best if you left, i'll deal with the boys later" She walked away limping and my eyes followed her up to the door. She stopped in her tracks and turned to face me."Snape, do you think it would be ok if you come to Madam Pomfrey's with me and tell her the situation?". "of course" I replied swooping her off her feet once more.
When we got to the med bay I lied y/n on a bed and told Madam Pomfrey about the situation. She told me y/n would be fine and I could leave. I wished her well and gave her one last look before I made my way into the dark corridor all the way to Dumbuldore's office, I had to tell him what had happened, I have to tell her how i feel
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