(-_-) Harry Potter and the Odd Friendship (-_-)
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ME: I sadly do not own the characters or places presented in this story. Only the strange and naughty plot.
HARRY: Wow!
SEVERUS: I'm glad she doesn't own me. I wouldn't last under her…. (writing?)
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WARNINGS: MILD! {Snape's POV}
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4: Class
The next day was the most difficult for me. I think Harry had some problems concentrating too and I decided nothing should be easy. First thing that morning was potions with my Gryffindor- Slytherin class. I sat at my desk grading while the students filed in. Normally I would do the whole billowing robes thing, but a first year had forgotten to properly clean her cauldron and my last clean set of robes got ruined. I was quite upset I couldn't hide behind them.
Harry walked in with his friends chattering away like nothing was going on. He could really pretend when the need arose. I watched him take his seat while acting like the paper in front of me was incredibly interesting.
Waving my hand to the board I spoke. "Today we will brew a complex potion only a few of you have brewed before although all of you have heard of it. Polyjuice Potion is not to be taken lightly and I want to see what you can do. You will work in groups of three. Move with your group so I can see who's working together." The class obeyed for once with no questions. Neville Longbottom was sitting alone when everyone was done.
"Miss Granger, please help Longbottom, Potter and Weasley can do without you for once." She nodded and moved. Harry gave me the death glare and I ignored it.
As the students began working, I went back to my desk to grade. After half the class was over I roamed the room. People would have gotten quite suspicious if I just walked up to my most hated student first, so I started on the other side of the class with the Slytherins. Giving comments as I observed their potion.
Harry looked up and saw me when I began walking towards his side of the room. Stepping up close behind him, I leaned over to see in his cauldron. "Not bad, Potter, for once you might make your mother proud… any questions?" I asked.
Harry jumped and looked slightly scared. "Where are your robes?"
"I prefer not to say, stupid first years." I answered sneering and straightening at the same time. I knew everyone I had stopped working.
"Back to work you imbeciles." I said walking back to my desk.
Harry smiled. "But, Professor…" he began putting emphasis on the title. "You can't be a bat without the robes. It's just not right."
I froze. "What, Potter?"
"Nothing, I just mentioned, …" he answered. I think he was trying to look scared but a smile was poking its way to the front.
"I heard you." I interrupted turning and walking back to him. "What I really want to know is if you have a death wish or are you just stupid. Ten points from Gryffindor and a detention. See me after class." I said with as much venom to my voice as I could muster.
After Harry's little outburst, the class was relatively good. I even ended up with some decent Polyjuice out of them. I was still grading when I dismissed the class and a shadow landed over my parchment. I looked up to find the class gone and Harry standing at my desk alone.
"I have detention." Harry said smiling.
I nodded and stood walking around the desk. "Tonight at 8. Don't be late."
"Okay. Can I ask you two questions?" he asked. I nodded looking down at him.
"What really happened to your robes?" Harry asked.
"A first year doesn't know how to clean and the cauldron I leaned over got pink goop all over my robes." I answered.
Harry nodded. "Are you trying to kill me? Why didn't you put clean ones on?"
"Well, all of them are dirty, my house elf has been slacking off. No, why would I want you dead." I asked confused.
Harry smiled again. "I couldn't keep my eyes off you. Do you honestly know how hard it is to concentrate with your arse strutting about the room?" he said blushing.
I laughed. "No, but I feel your pain." He nodded. "Go, you don't want to be late." I said pushing him towards the door.
Harry left a soft kiss to my lips saying. "Payback's a bitch." And he was gone.
