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When I finally stopped crying I began to mentally prepare myself for the worst insults in the book and the most awkward silences ever. The clock timed one o'clock and I knew it was time. Opening the door, I made my way up the stairs, and to the library doors. Hesitantly, I reached up and knocked. For some reason I felt the need to knock even though this was not Professor Snape's classroom.

"Enter." Came the silky reply that I knew too well. Opening the door a crack he looked in, "oh come one, Potter, I haven't got all day." Snape said closing a book sharply and placing it back on the bookshelf. I flinched, but opened the door wide. I walked in slowly as if cautiously looking out for predators. Snape watched me with glaring eyes, "as much as I find this amusing…as I said I do not have all day, Potter!" He spit out. I nodded like a frightened pup and took a sit in the chair opposite of him. He sat and crossed his legs, "now then."

"Professor I have a question," I said before Snape could speak. He glared, but did not say anything, "why is it you're teaching me Occlumency lessons again?"

"Dumbledore has asked me to teach you more and if any of your big head actually absorbed the information from the first time then this might be less painful for me." Snape replied coldly with an insult in the sentence just to add spice. I nodded.

"But why?" I asked again right as Snape was about to speak again.

"Potter your stupidity amazes me again and again," Snape said glaring and folding his hands in his lap almost as if to keep from hitting him, "your mind, if not shielded, is always opened to the Dark Lord. He could use you, your memories, your thoughts, everything."

"Oh…" I said awkwardly and started to pick at the skin around my nails again. Snape watched me for a moment before he continued. While he was speaking, I found myself getting lose in my thoughts, and thinking about the Dark Lord.

"Potter!" I snapped out of my daze and screamed. Snape was now in my face and seething, "if you could just turn your thoughts towards me for a second instead of thinking about something as induced yawning like Quidditch or Miss Weasley. That would make everything go along much smoother. Of course you are around the Weasley boy too much that you probably are dropping IQ's like him." I felt a rage as he talk down about Ron and Ginny. She was not boring and they were not a thing like everyone suspected they were. And Ron was smart! Standing up so suddenly that the chair pushed back an inch or so, I felt my blood boiling.

"How dare you bring Ron and Ginny into this! She is not boring and we are not a thing. We we'll never be! Ron is not stupid and at least he's cleaner than you! What hate you feel towards me should be only directed towards me and no one else!" By the time I was finished screaming my throat was raw and I was sucking in gulps of air. Snape stood regarding with neautral eyes.

"Three feet by tomorrow on the theory and steps of Occlumency." Snape said as he turned and began to focus on books, "leave." Without saying anything I ran out of the room and down the stairs to my room.

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