A/N : Pay attention to Snape's actions. He is kinda moody. Hmmmmmmm..

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Chapter 6: Potions

The sound of a door being opened echoed throughout the cold and empty dungeons. I stepped into the dark lit classroom. Professor Snape pointed his wand to the door and it closed silently behind me. On the middle of the room was a long table. And on top of the table are potion bottles, horns, colorful feathers, bones, leaves and as I inched closer, I saw a small clear bottle containing a disgusting green thing. There was a cauldron of course.

He spoke." The headmistress had just informed me that you asked her permission to allow you to have potion lessons with me because of the reason that you are wanting to clearly know how Potion making works."

He flicked his wand and a small flame appeared, heating the cauldron.

" The Headmistress also told me that you requested to have special lessons not only in Potions but in other subjects too…" He sneered. " You kind of remind me of that Granger girl. That you-know-it-all…but of course, you're just a squib."

There was pure venom in his voice. He picked some leaves and crushed it with the mortar. I recognized the scent at once. Wintergreen. I stared at his hands as they carefully crushed the eleaves. I wonder too who Granger is.

" Professor Snape." I spoke as I watch still. " You and my parents-"

" Are friends.." He cut me off, finishing the sentence for me. The smoke started to rise from the cauldron. He opend a bottle and let half of it's red liquid to fill the warm cauldron. The smoke stopped. He then added the ground leaves to the cauldron, and the color turned green from red.

" As you already know Evangeline…" He paused at my name. I savor the moment. " Your parents are former Death Eaters like me. Devoted followers of The Dark Lord"

I felt a chill. The cauldron started to softly boil. He stirred it three times counter clockwise and opened the bottle which contained the green disgusting things. They look like jellies. But they look undesirable because it seems like they're alive.

"On your parents' younger years-"

" How well do you know my parents sir?" It was me who cut him off this time. He lowered the fire of the cauldron. " why suddenly straightforward Evengeline?" He touched the feathers and pulled the gray one. " I know your real motive why you decided to have Potion lessons with me. It's not because you wanted to learn." He looked at me. " You wanted information. And I am telling you, it is not the right time yet."

I don't know what to say. Am I that easy to read? I remained silent. The potion started to boil in ecstasy, reaching it's climax. Bubbles are forming, the potion was greenish violet, and the scent it emits is fragrance.

" I advice you to leave at once now. You are not going to acquire informations that you are not supposed to have yet."

" I believe I have the right to know sir" I murmured in a flat tone.

"When the time is right my child…" He said coldly. And pain shot right through in my heart. And I stand there looking at him, my brows furrowed, my mouth slightly opened.

He might have seen I was hurt and he might be not as hard as I thought for he sighed deeply and said to me. "You are a bit clever in my opinion. Not as clever as your parents but clever indeed. You remind me of three persons I know. One is the Granger girl for your curiosity and desire for knowledge that you should not have."

His voice was low. Not as cold as before, the hostility has gone. He stirs the brewing potion and it shifted color again. " the other is Potter because like him..you come to me to ask things about your parents"

He waved his wand and the fire went out. The potion stopped boiling. He opened an empty bottle and pour the freshly brewed potion. He sealed it again. It was a beautiful violet color.

" You have a beautiful name." He said. And his revelation shocked me and I felt my cheeks flushed. Now I know why he always call me by my name.

" Thank you sir" I said awkwardly. I really like my name Evangeline.

" But you are stupid to drop your first name."He said bitterly." You must go now, I have lots of things to accomplish and I cannot do them whike you are here." He said dismissing me.

I am silent. Why the sudden change of mood? He is like fire. A crackling fire.

" You will hear things and pretty stories about your parents when I have the time child-" That's when I sighed loudly. I turned my back to him, walk towards the door and left his dark filthy classroom. I feel guilty I described it filthy. But there is pain in my heart. No, there is anger. Or maybe both, yes. And not of the reason that he would not give me information but because he called me a child. A child. I feel frozen inside. He see me only as a child.

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I looked at the things that covered the wooden table. Some leaves, dried roots, unicorn horns and other disgusting things. A very old cauldron is visible too. I want to know if I can brew a potion. The one I am going to make is a potion that do not need a wand waving. And the potion that I am going to make is a safe sleeping potion, according to the book that I borrowed from the library. I am going to try it myself. I began my potion making by making a small fire under the cauldron. And I started putting some leaves on the mortar, I crush it vigorously with the pestle, grinding it so the liquid would flow out. I try to remember how Professor Snape did it. And I blushed thinking about him. I always reprimand myself everytime I think of him in a…how do I put it? I crushed the leaves faster, feeling annoyed by myself. I put it on the warm cauldron and put some reddish powder on it. How do I think of Professor Snape? mY teeth are clenched. Unable to accept the fact, unable to admit that I think of him romantically. There, I said it at last. I sighed loudly and put two unicorn horns on the cauldron. It started to emit dark green smoke, and there were loud popping sounds coming from it, until grayish black smoke started to come from the cauldron. I panicked. The popping sound was getting louder, thick smoke started to fill the air, but despite the thick smoke, I saw the door opened for I saw a light flashed inside the room once it was opened.

" Evangeline!" Professor Snape shouted at me. He run towards me as the loud popping sound continues, I blacked out.

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I blacked out. Again. For the third time since that incident on that night happened. On the time where I first came to know about Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape. I slowly opened my eyes, expecting to see the high ceilings of the Hospital Wing, but I was surprised to laid my eyes on Professor Snape's face inches from mine. For a second, I thought he is going to kiss me, but his lips moved.

" How are you feeling?" His voice was low, but I heard every syllable that he said.

" I am fine" I mumbled weakly.

" That was so foolish of you young girl" He said harshly. I was hurt a bit. Well I think you already know why. Not because he sounded harsh, but because he is calling me a girl. A child. He got a bottle of potion and let ma drink it, his hand touched my cheek as he pressed the bottle on my lips. Once I was done, he gave me a very cold glare.I looked down.

" Why didn't you bring me to Madam Pomprey? Why did you brought me here instead?" I asked looking at his always dimly lit classroom. He raised an eyebrow at me.

" Tell me what's so crucial about that question Evageline? I thought you do not ask nonsense things." He said amused. No,He said mockingly. I blinked. I am annoyed. I am no longer afraid of him. Why would I? Because I love him now? My eyes widened at the thought. Do I love him? This man? I can feel my heart thumping hard on my chest, my knees turned wobbly and there's a ringing in my ears.

" You look pale" He blurted out. I managed to gulped and breathe slowly. He was sitting on the chair opposite to mine. His thumb caressed his index finger, which I found hypnotic.

" Evangeline" I looked at his face. " You are not supposed to try things that you do not have enough knowledge of. Potion making is not a joke. Even if you are a squib, you must still not try to perform things that require knowledge and skill. Even if you think that it will not cause any harm because you cannot produce any magic. The ingredients in potions have enough magic in them that can cause enough harm, you must keep that in mind. There are lots of things you still need to understand. And I will help you to understand them one at a time. Do you understand me?"

I nodded at him.

"I want you… I want you to know that your parents left you to me." He said slowly. Adrenaline rushed into my veins.

" My parents? How?"

He stood from his seat and waved his wand on the stacks of paper sitting on his desk." It's just that Evangeline."

" I don't understand." I whimpered. He looked at me." Professor, I am confused. I do not understand…"

" I have an obligation to take care of you. I promised your parents. And I hope you will cooperate with me."

I looked at him with a tired and desperate expression on my face.

" Go to bed. Rest. We will talk some other time." He urged.

" You always say that." I said in a low voice. His expression changed and showed pain. I walked to the door and left.