AN: first of all I'd like to make a HUGE apology to anyone who has been waiting for an update of this fic.
On a happier note my dad's a lot better and my life is getting back to normal.
Dannii
Chapter 12
I blinked up at the irate potions master who was cursing under his breath as he tried to stand, I temporarily forgot that I was under my invisibility cloak and tried to apologize "S-sir I-i'm" he cut me off sharply "who's there I'll be taking points and giving detetion!" meekly I pulled off my invisibility cloak "I uh have insomnia Sir" I mumbled holding the cloak tightly.
He reluctantly held out a hand for me to stand up, I groaned slightly as he tugged me up.
"Is that why your always sneaking around after curfew Potter?"
He asked after a few seconds of awkward silence.
"y-yes, I'm s-sorry Professor I didn't see you until it was too late" I bit my lip slightly looking up at the man.
"get back to your dorm Mr. Potter. And renember a Slytherin's never get caught"
He stalked down the corridor leaving me gaping in disbelief "no point deduction? No detention? No 'your useless Potter'?
Deciding to do as he said before he changed his mind I pulled on the cloak and hurried back upstairs.
{purple snake} I hissed at the portrait which immediately opened for me.
As I pulled of the cloak the adrenaline rush started to wear of and I fell asleep as soon as my head touched my pillow.
The next morning during breakfast Seamus Finnegan the newly appointed Ravenclaw found an excuse to come to the Slytherin table, though it could have had something to do with the fact that a certain Ice Prince was sitting opposite me.
"yes, Seamus?" I asked as I calmly fed Alistair pieces of salami.
"Well I just wanted to let you know I don't agree with what Ron was saying to you the other day, I'm on your side yeah?"
I smiled "sit down Seamus, what was your magical power number?"
"oh 421 and my patronus is a horse, it looks so much like the one my dad used to ride before he had to put it down because of a riding accident" the Irish boy looked sad for a few seconds before perking up again.
"what about you guys?"
"567 for me with a Raven, and Hermione 509 with an eagle owl, what about you Draco?" I asked the blonde who had been listening to our conversation.
"oh 435 with a, ahem a Horse" the blonde aristocrat was blushing at having the same patronus as Seamus.
I tried to think of a tactful way to leave them alone but Hermione did it for me as she stood up in her purple mini-dress with black tights while I wore a purple dress shirt and black jeans.
"come on Harry you promised to help me with that DADA stuff in the library"
Nodding to Seamus and Draco who were already immersed in a conversation we left quickly.
Over the next two day's the rest of the Slytherins were tested for their magical potential and we had been given guide books on The Summoning and also The Removal but we wouldn't be able to actually preform the ritual without a scheduled appointment by the ministry which since it barely happened anymore could only be scheduled on certain days on certain months. My appointment along with Hermione's and a few other Slytherin's was to be next month on a Friday morning so I didn't really have to worry about that for a while but what I did have to be nervous about was my first remedial potions lesson with Professor Snape.
At exactly 8:45 PM after I checked my appearance, a dark green T-shirt and black trousers I left to go to professor Snape's office but because I was rushing I got their five minutes early.
I knocked twice on the thick oak door.
"enter" came Snape's voice from within.
"ah Mr. Potter at least you have learnt the meaning of the word punctuality this year, go into the potions classroom and set up your cauldron I'll be in, in a minute, oh and hang your robe on that peg"
His office was just like I remembered it filled with specimen jars of all shapes and sizes and not much more.
He was sat at his desk writing what looked to be a lengthly letter.
I took of my robe and hung it on the peg on the back of the door then took the adjoining door into the potions classroom.
I had my potion on the burner and my ingredients and book out and on the worktable in record time.
True to his word the potions master came out of his office in just under one minute, his trademark cloak billowing behind him.
"now tonight we will be brewing a difficult potion but with our Outstanding in practical potions you should manage we shall be brewing Veritaserum"
Ah now I knew why he'd told me to take of my robe something in the potion made the room heat up considerably when we'd attempted to brew it in class Neville had to be taken to the hospital wing for dehydration.
Alistair slithered off my arm and went slinking off somehwere without a sound.
The professor had a hand full of what looked like essays to mark at his teaching desk while I brewed, ten minutes in and he stood up and came over flexing his hand which was obviously cramping due to the amount of intense insults and degradations being written down over the students words.
As he got closer my slicing got sloppier and my heartbeat skyrocketed.
"Potter you were doing fine just a few seconds ago" he said obviously a bit confused.
"I know Sir, I'm sorry Sir it's just...youmakemenervous" I said the last bit in a jumbled mess.
"excuse me Potter I don't speak Babble" said the sarcastic witty professor I was used to.
"uh, you ah...make me nervous Sir. Then I make mistakes" I repeated slowly, and to my horror blushing.
With an either tired or irritated sigh the potions master walked behind me and pressed himself close enough that I could feel his body heat but not his actual body and put has arms and hands over mine effectively taking control over them.
He then proceeded to slice my Magora roots into perfect 1 cm pieces while I tried not to hyperventilate.
Instead of letting go as soon as he was done with the roots Snape then proceeded to use my hands to crush the kneazle claws and even stir the potion.
"are you still scared of me Pott-Harry?" he asked without his usual menace after several minutes of stirring.
"y-yes but at least I didn't lose any house points...Sir"
Then he did something I never imagined Severus Snape, dungeon bat, slimy git, master of the Snape sneer do...he laughed.
AN: THANKS FOR BEING PATIENT EVERYONE I'LL TRY AND UPDATE OFTEN BUT I CAN'T PROMISE ANYTHING THIS CHAPTER WAS KIND OF SHORT FOR MY LIKING SO I'LL TRY AND MAKE THEM LONGER.
THANK'S
DANNII
