Harry Finds out
Part two to Forever Love
A/N: Having Severus as the potion Professor for this story and having Remus as the DADA Professor as well.
This is AU
Disclaimer: I don't own HP, no money being made off of this, just for enjoyment only.
Prologue
Saturday April 26
Snape's office
As Severus waited for the two teens to show up he went through the essays that the students had handed in. Quite a few were dreadful, some made no sense at all and the rest were at least on topic. He has gone through about half of the papers when he feels a throbbing start behind his eyes, setting down the quill he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He reached blindly for his wand and conjured a wet washcloth, laying it over his eyes he flicked his wand and the candles went dim. He hates getting these types of headaches and yes he could just wave his wand and it would go away but he's feeling lazy today. After about 10 minutes of sitting there in the relative dark the pain ebbed and all but left, he sat back up and continued marking while he waited.
Eventually he came across an essay that was completely bonkers, first the student (he looked at the top of the page to see whose it was and scowled for the name was Lavender Brown) was talking about the properties of the draught of the living death, then she went on about liking this guy, then hating said guy, then back to liking. Then there is something about a blast-ended skrewt.
Frowning Sev marked the paper with a great big ZERO, then threw it aside. 'How they ever got into advanced potions he'll never know' he thought. If anyone were to ever listen to him then he wouldn't have to deal with all this incompetence. Shaking his head and sighing as he realised he still had a few to go through.
Sighing he resigned to the fact he has a lot to do and continued marking, some suspiciously looked like he wrote fail in big letters on some of the papers. He was so caught up in what he was doing that he jumped when the clock chimed 9 o'clock and a knock at the door happened at the same time. Spilling his drink (which he had just picked up to take a drink from) on the papers and his lap.
"Scurgify," he muttered angrily as he got up to answer the door. He was soon looking into emerald-green eyes and nearly jumped again. 'Yeesh what's with him today?' he thought to himself.
"Potter, Corner," he said curtly showing nothing on his face of what was going on inside, turning he headed back to his desk and sat down. The two students scurried in and closed the door behind them, and then made their way to the front of the room.
Whilst they followed him, Sev had made it back to his desk sitting down he put his head in his hands, grabbing some of his hair in the process. 'Oh I'm so not ready for this. Why did I agree to tell him?' he thought as he waited for them to sit down.
He felt their eyes on him and looked up he snapped irritably "what?"
Frowning Harry looked at Michael who shrugged, looking back to Snape he queried "Professor?"
"Are you…" Michael started
"All right…" Harry continued and then both said "sir?" at the same time.
"Ye….." Severus started then stopped and blinked at them 'oh my' he thought 'so soon…" shaking his head he stopped that thought before it could really form and answered "Yes perfectly fine." He glared at them both for about 3 minutes and then got up and started to pace. The two teens looked at each other and silently communicated "he doesn't seem or look fine."
Sitting back down Sev grumbled something incoherent and rubbed his temples, a sure sign the headache was coming back. Silence soon filled the office as he started at the boys, his thoughts all jumbled. The two teens were still confused about why the professor was a little out of sorts. Was what he had to tell them so horrible that it would make them pop their clogs or something?
….half an hour later…
Sighing Severus dropped his defensive posture and slumped in his chair, rubbing his forehead he asked "are you sure you want to hear what I have to say Potter?"
Taking a hold of Mike's hand he replied "Yes professor I do." Harry squeezed back when he felt the squeeze from Mike. Again silence descended upon the three of them and they sat there staring at each other. It will take Severus a while to gather his thoughts and unjumble them before he starts telling his story.
Harry and Michael waited patiently, whilst talking to each other in their heads, perks of being soul mates. Now this is not what they normally do on a Saturday but Harry really wants to hear whatever it is that the Professor has to say…that is if he ever manages to get it out. Hoping that they won't have to wait any longer the teens tilt their heads and looked imploringly at Severus, who at the moment looked at them and groaned. 'Oh by the hippogriff's' he thought not that look, James used to give that look to him all the time. Tears sprung to his eyes as he thought of James, angrily wiping them a way before they saw. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down hopefully, his heart was just a thumping, he was surprised they didn't hear it.
He wasn't fast enough though for they had seen the tears and looking in alarm at each other they both got up and went around to his side. "Professor" they asked in concern "you all right?"
"Yes," he answered with a shaky breath "I'm alright nothing to concern yourselves with. Back to your seats both of you."
"You s….." they started when Sev interupted them "yes I'm sure, now if you don't mind." he looked pointedly at the chairs. Shrugging they complied and went back to their seats.
"Now where to start," Severus muttered to himself.
It has almost been two hours since they have arrived at Snape's office; it is getting close to lunch maybe they should go to lunch then come back. But as soon as they even had that thought he began his story.