One day, the walls will come crashing down.
"So mister Weasley, you're back, again," the voice of the Potion master drawled and Ronald Weasley slowly raised his head to look at the elder man. His olive coloured skin seemed to be just a little more pink than usually and a small smile lingered on his lips. "Don't get any idea's, I'm not here because I wish to, you gave me detention, again," Ron spat and muttered under his breath: "Evil slimy git."
Severus Snape pretended not the hear the words as he places his hand on the desk and leaned in, so that his had and that of the redhead were at the same level. "I hope you brought parchment and a quill, mister Weasley," he whispered slowly as the enraged boy looked at him. He enjoyed taunting the boy, his temper was flaring so quickly, it even made Severus' pulse quicken.
He turned around, taking his gaze of the boy and walked towards the blackboard. "Now, you will write the following lines for me. 'I will not talk during Potion class, this would be two metres. After that you will write another two metres with the lines; I will not attack other students in the hallway's. And last, but not least, you will write three metres with the line; I will not be myself and by that, making the Potions master dream about me in ways that are very, very illegal." He explained calmly and heard a faint thud as he reached the end of his sentence.
"I'm not allowed to do WHAT?" Ron shouted as he got up from the floor and stalked toward the professor. "You aren't allowed to be yourself and do things to me that aren't legal. Why? Cause one day, these fragile little walls you've built around yourself, will come crashing down." The words were spoken in a harsh manner, as Severus slowly approached the boy. For a moment, just moment, fear was evident so clearly in his eyes, but it disappeared just as fast as it had come. "You leave me alone! You hear me! Get away from me!" Ron shouted, but at the same time a small hand was placed on his shoulder and he startled.
"Ron! I was talking to you! Why are you standing in the dungeons? One day, the walls will come crashing down. It just isn't safe here anymore," the voice op Hermoine Granger spoke and Ron turned to look at the petite woman. His daydream was broken, he was back in the real world and his fiancé was looking up at him with an innocent smile on her face. "You're right, its not safe. Lets go," and with those words he grabbed her hand and left the ruins, of what had once been Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. But he knew, that tonight in his dreams, HIS potions master would pay him another visit. And he would fight him, like always, before giving in to his own fantasies…