A/N: I have post limit & this came to mind so yeah lets go c:
Disclaimer: I hold no ownership over the copyrighted title Harry Potter. Any familiar content within this fanfiction (fanfiction because it's fake) belongs to J. K. Rowling and Warner Bros. I've made no profit in writing this story. It is simply my take on Severitus' Challenge.
Concerned
Where was he? Harry thought angrily, pacing back and forth in the dungeon hall way. The first time that he had gotten to detention early, Snape had been late. You think that when a Professor, assigned him a detention, on Halloween, nonetheless, for something as stupid as not completing his homework, he would show up on time.
Then, a thought struck the younger wizard. What if his Professor had a meeting? What if Voldemort had found out he was a traitor?
Anxiously, he began to walk back to where the hall way began. Maybe he would run into the Potions Master?
The further he got down the hall way, the more worried he became. As he realized that he was not going to find his father in the corridor leading to the dungeons, he began to chew on his nails. Fear for his Professor kept him searching.
He prayed that when he would return to the classroom were Snape taught, the man would be there, an irritable expression on his face at finding out Harry was late.
Upon arriving at the door where Harry waited at before he began the search for Snape, he found nobody there. Knocking, he found nobody inside.
The teen sighed at leaned his back on the door. He began to slide down to the floor and burried his face in his hands. Where is he?!
Harry wasn't sure how long he sat there until he heard the familiar sound of boots clicking on the floor. He looked up in surprise and smiled just a bit when he realized that the figure towering above him was his father. But his relief faded as he remember how worried he had been over the man's breif disapprearance. Then, he burst out, "Where were you?! I was looking everywhere and couldn't find you! I was worried!" Before Snape could answer his son, Harry began to question him. "Where were you? Why did you take so long? Did you have a meeting? I thought Voldemort had ki-"
Snape cut him of, "Enough, Potter. I'm fine, as you can see." He watched as Harry closed his mouth and stare at him. waiting for an explination. "I was with the Headmaster. We had something to discuss."
"Oh," was all that Harry said. He calmed down and walked into the potions classroom, ready to serve his detention.
a/n: I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school... I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy...
LMFAO EXCUSE ME. SHE DOESN'T EVEN GO HERE.