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Author note: This is unbetaed. Thank you for reading.
Oh My!
The fourth year potion class was first thing on monday morning. Even though this class was the most dreaded by all the non slytherin witches and wizards, it can never exceed the dread one Harry Potter would feel while entering the dungeons.
As usual, the doors to the classroom opened with bang when Professor Severus Snape entered.
He started the class by writing the instructions to the potion they were going to brew today. After that, Snape had everyone scrambling to gather ingredients.
Once everybody had their ingredients, the students started brewing the potion in silence. The potion had been a volatile one and required quite a bit of concentration.
Harry and Ron buckled up and made sure to follow the instructions as perfectly as they could. They didn't want to give Snape any more reasons to dock points off from Gryffindor.
On the side of their table, Hermione was chopping the root into fine pieces.
Over half of the lecture had been finished and all of the students including Harry were focused on their work. Professor Snape had been walking between the aisles and keeping an eye on the students.
Every now and then, Professor Snape could be heard muttering about the work done as he passed by the tables.
So it came as a surprise to everyone when the cauldron on the table in front of Harry and Ron blasted.
Snape went to the table immediately and vanished the mess. He send Nevile and Seamus to hospital wing as the potion had spilled on them. It had caused boils on their skin where the potion had touched.
After tending to the matter, Professor Snape turned towards Harry and snapped at him, "Potter! Why did you not stop Longbottom from adding the wrong ingredient?"
Harry just looked at him in shock but then answered, "Sir, I had been working on my potion and did not realise that Neville was adding it."
It seemed that Professor Snape was not happy with the answer and said, "Tsk tsk Potter. It seems that you do not help your friends when it really matters. 50 points from Gryffindor and a weeks detention with me."
With these words went back to his desk in the front.
Harry Potter hearing the accusation was seething inside and finally when the dam broke he exclaimed, "Are you fucking serious?!?!?!"
As soon as Harry said this everybody were sitting at the edge of their seats with bated breath to see the reaction of their professor.
Professor Snape's face was perfectly stoic. His expression did not even flicker when he closed the distance between the front desk and table occupied by Harry and Ron.
Professor Snape leaned down and was so close to Harry that his face was just few inches in front of Harry.
Snape's voice was so low that Harry had to strain his ears to hear what he had said. But when Harry heard it, he wished he had been deaf.
The words that seemed to be echoing in Harry's head were:
"I haven't fucked Black since we graduated Hogwarts."
After saying this sentence, Professor Snape went back to the front table and then said, "Oh and Potter, for your comment, you will have a months detention with me."
But this was not heard by Harry. He was busy trying to keep himself from puking. Harry had turned into a shade of green. He managed for almost 5 minutes from throwing up but then ended up running to the nearest washroom.