A/N: Hi guys! As you all know, it's corona-time :( I live in Belgium, and I have been in lockdown for a week or so? I don't really know, I lose track of time. It's a little boring, and my university is closing and giving online classes for the rest of the semester, which kinda sucks, but I get it. On a positive note: it gave me time to reread some chapters I had ready for you, and I also plan on writing some new ones, since I've got more than enough time now! I hope you guys like it, please feel free to send me your thoughts! I love hearing from you 3 Stay safe and be careful guys, especially in times like these. Enjoy!

"So if you're lonely

You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a cross hair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a cross hair
I'm just a shot, then we can die

I know I won't be leaving here with you

I say don't you know
You say you don't know
I say, take me out!"

Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand

I'm allowed to leave the infirmary the next day, which I'm very happy about. Niklaus and Viktor fuss over me, having been very worried about me, and in the days that follow I feel as if I have two bodyguards by my side at all times, which is endearing at first but ends up being slightly annoying. I also get quite a few stares and whispers cast my way the following days, but I ignore them, not really caring about what others might think. Harry and Ron seem to have made up, which is very relieving, and everything seems to be going back to normal. For his second task, all Harry got was a golden egg that made a horrible screeching sound when he opened it, which made him nervous about the following task, but Hermione even more. Charlie had to leave once more, which was sad, but I was glad to have seen him. One day, I get a note flown in by an owl. It's from Igor, who invites me to come to the ship for tea with him, something I'm very happy about.

"Karkarov-

Snape freezes up mid-sentence when he barges inside, eyes landing upon me and Igor havinga tea party.

"Yes?"Igor asks, raising an eyebrow at him. I can barely keep my face straight, taking a sip from my cup.

"I was looking for the girl everywhere! That boy Krum told me she was with you." He snaps, clearly annoyed. I look at my watch at that, eyes widening when I see the time.

"Shit, I'm so sorry! I forget all about my extra class, I lost track of time." I apologize. He keeps scowling, as I quickly drink up my tea.

"Calm down, Severus. Things like this happen." Igor says amusedly, fully knowing how annoyed he's making the Potions Professor. He looks like he can explode any moment, so I quickly put down my cup and hurry out of the room, hearing Snape slam the door behind me. The entire way down to the dungeons is filled with awkward silence. His strides are so big that I nearly have to jog to keep up with him. We enter the dungeon, and Iflinch when he slams the door behindhim, electricity flashing through the room.

"You should know better than to hang around former Deatheaters, not to mention his position as a Headmaster." Snape fires at me. I freeze up at that, shocked.

"Excuse me?" I bring out, eyes wide.

"You heard me. It's improper." He snaps, rummaging through his cabinets.

"Oh, really? I know that your record isn't very clean either, Mr. Former Spy. Tell me, are you just jealous or petty?" I ask, anger boiling inside of me.

"I'm not jealous. You didn't show up to your extra class, which was our agreement." He scoffs, whirling back to face me.

"I forgot, okay? It could happen to anyone." I argue, frustrated.

"No. You were just too busy getting attention, like you do with all the champions of this tournament and anyone else involved in it." He states.

I freeze up. He just crossed a line.

"Fine. I don't need your help if you act like a child." I state calmly.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asks angrily when I turn around and walk towards the door.

"Leaving." With that, I walk out of the door and slam it shut behind me, hearing the sound of cabinets exploding behind me, my magic running wild.

The following week, I'm deadly silent. I don't say a word in his class, refusing to ask anyone for help and focusing so hard that I manage to make the potion all by myself. I don't look at Snape, don't talk to him, I refuse to even acknowledge his very existence. I can tell it pisses him off, feel the dark eyes on me the entire time, but I ignore him harder than I've ever ignored anyone, pissing him off even more. During meals in the Great Hall, I spend my time laughing with Niklaus and Viktor, laughing even harder on purpose when I feel his eyes moving towards me. I even walk straight up to the teacher's table, only to ask Igor if he wants to meet after hours for a drink. He's sitting right next to Snape and clearly knows what's going on, according to how flirtatious he agrees to it. Snape's fuming by the time that I sashay back to my table, making sure to flip my hair dramatically. I could play this game a lot better than him. That is, until I'm called to Dumbledore's office. Shit.

It's after hours, so I'm wearing a blue hoodie and black sweatpants, sneakers underneath, as I make my way over to his office. When I find the statues, I whisper the password, 'gummy bears', and walk up the long flight of stairs, until I reach a door. I knock on it, and open it when I hear a 'come in' from inside. For a brief second, I freeze up when I see Dumbledore sitting behind his desk, Snape opposite him. Tense, I close the door before moving to sit down in the only free chair, next to Snape.

"Miss Leroy, how are you?" Dumbledore asks, his blue eyes meeting mine.

"I'm great, thanks for asking. And you?" I answer, looking everywhere but at Snape, whose eyes I can feel locked on me.

"I'm good, thank you for asking. You're here to talk about your magic. If you want, we can take you outside right now and you can do whatever you need to do." He explains, a kind look on his face.

"Sure, sounds great." Is my answer, and I flash him a smile.

"Wonderful. Now, there's one more thing I need to ask you about. I heard you're no longer attending your extra Potions lessons. Why's that?" He asks innocently. Anger flares up in my stomach at that, and I send a wave of heat through the room without realizing it. Quickly, I cool the room back down to its previous temperature, but they've noticed no doubt. That bastard! Did he really just go snitch, while he was the one who was wrong?!

"I don't want the lessons anymore. Professor Snape made it very clear what he really thought of me, so I won't be a bother to himany longer." I state, oddly calm. Inside, I was burning with rage, but I would be ice cold on the outside.

"Really? I didn't know that. What did he say, if I may ask?" Dumbledore asks, raising an eyebrow at Snape. I knew that annoying bat hadn't told him the entire truth! Well, if he thought I was going to lie for him, he was damn wrong!

"If I remember correctly, he told me that I was an attention-seeker, and specifically seeking it from anyone who has any part in this tournament." I say, not even sparing him a glance. Dumbledore remains silent at it, clearly surprised.

"And why did he say that?" Dumbledore asks eventually, making me smile.

"I was late for my extra class. I was having tea with Headmaster Karkarov, and I lost track of time. I'll admit that's my fault, but I tried to apologize when he came barging inside." I explain.

"And he didn't listen to your apology?" He asks, to verify it.

"Nowp. He just yelled at me that I'm an attention-seeker, so I left. I don't see any use in extra lessons when I'm personally attacked like that." At that, I throw Snape an accusing glance. He's looking stoical as always, but I can see the anger hidden behind his dark eyes.

"Is this true, Severus?" Dumbledore asks then, diverting his attention to him.

"Yes, but-

"No but's, that'll suffice. Apologize to the girl, and then you can continue your extra lessons. Would you agree to that, Miss Leroy?" Dumbledore interrupts him abruptly, turning to me. I can't help but smirk. He was so on my side!

"It would suffice, yes." I state, trying to remain serious.

"Very well, then. Severus?"

When the both of us turn to look at the Potions professor, expectantly, he looks like he's held at gunpoint.

"I… apologize." He brings out, gritting his teeth.

"For?" I ask, playing innocent. His expression hardens even more at that. When Dumbledore raises an eyebrow at him, Snape looks like he actually wants to die right now.

"For callingyou an attention-seeker. It was uncalled for and I hurt your feelings." He continues, dark eyes meeting mine.

"Your apology is accepted." I say after a moment, flashing him a smile. There you go, bastard, suck it up! I won.

"Very well. Now, shall we go outside?" Dumbledore suggests, standing up from behind his desk. We follow his move, and walk out of the office. .

Outside, it's rather cold, so there's no one around. It's already dark outside, and I guessed Dumbledore had chosen this time of the day so no one could see me, but I was practically freezing. Then, I think of how we're here for me to unleash my powers, and I use my magic to warm up the air surrounding the three of us. If they notice, they don't comment on it, and we continue in silence until we reach the lake. An uneasy feeling settles in my stomach, until I realize we're headed for the Whomping Willow. I wonder why we're here out of all places and not the forest, but watch as the Headmaster pulls out his wand and mutters a spell. A branch bursts from his wand, and he touches a certain knot in the trees roots. I'm surprised to see the tree stops moving altogether, freezing up. I follow Dumbledore as he hops into a hole at the base of the tree that I've never seen before, hopping in myself. I land a bit ungraciously at the bottom of the slide that was apparently there, and quickly scramble out of the way so Snape doesn't slide into me. I pout slightly when his landing is far more elegant than me, but continue to follow Dumbledore through the underground tunnel, feeling Snape's eyes on my back.

"This is the safest place we could find for you, Miss Leroy. It's far enough from the school not to raise any rumours." Dumbledore says, opening a door that's at the end of the tunnel. I'm surprised when I walk into an empty house, every single piece of furniture dusty and torn apart.

"Is this... the Shrieking Shack?" I ask when I look out of the window and see Hogsmeade a bit further down the hill.

"It is." Snape answers, taking me by surprise. I would've thought he'd be sulking over his loss the entire time we were here. I hum at his answer, walking through the house.

"Cozy." I note sarcastically, eyes watching a torn up couch. Severus scoffs at it.

"Remus Lupin, a former teacher at Hogwarts who was a werewolf, came here every full moon." Dumbledore says casually, flashing me a tiny smile.

"Well, that explains a lot." I say with a snicker, a lot more at ease now that I know that there isn't some monster that lives here.

"I can do whatever I want with this?" I ask after a moment, looking around. Dumbledore nods, and I can see a cautious look appear in Snape's eyes.

"Well, I suggest you take a step back then and protect yourselves." I say with a smile. Not even checking if they do so, I unleash my magic. A wave of power bursts through the room from where I'm standing in the middle of it, sending all the furniture flying, breaking against the walls. The entire house shakes, and I follow with even more waves, this time full of light and warmth. The house is lightened up briefly by red, yellow, green and blue, and I smile when I focus a bit more and a huge silver dragon bursts from my chest.

"Is that… your patronus?" Dumbledore asks, and I nod with a smile, watching as the image of Aimen soars through the room, roaring loudly. Silver fire bursts from her mouth, and then she's disappeared. My eyes land upon Snape, and there's a look of surprise in his eyes at the sight of what I can do. I hadn't really shown many people what I could, save for my mother and father.

I grin at him, focus, and the next second we're surrounded by green. Around us, I'd created a spitting image of a rainforest, birds chirping and other animals making strange noises, the sound of a waterfall filling the air. I can see Snape reaching for an exotic flower, only to move straight through the image with his hand.

"It's an illusion." I explain, switching the image to a desert. Dumbledore smiles, and the next second we're on top of the Eiffel tower, looking over Paris. I look up and when I focus once more the entire room is a black void, stars surrounding us. For a moment, I let it remain like that, finding the sight calming, and then I let the stars explode, a bright light filling the entire room, expanding from my body. After that, I find myself tired enough, my magic calming down to a softly humming pulse, moving from my body into the room, that now looks like it used to. I frown at the sight of the broken furniture, and when I use my magic, they repair themselves, floating through the air until they're in their rightful place once more.

"I think I'm done now." I say, turning to look at the professor and headmaster with a content smile.

"Very well." Dumbledore says, leading the way back to the tunnel. The entire way, I feel Snape's eyes on me, and when we reach the entrance doors, Dumbledore orders him to take me back to my common room before saying goodnight and leaving us alone. We walk in silence, him next to me, and I notice he's holding back slightly with his huge steps so I can keep up with him. I yawn when we walk up a flight of stairs, suddenly tired after releasing all that magic. When we reach the portrait, I turn around to face him, dark eyes meeting mine.

"Thank you for accompanying me, Professor." I say politely, not really knowing what else to do. He doesn't say anything, and I find it very awkward, so I move, planning to turn around to the portrait, when he speaks up.

"I will see you next week?" The words come out awkwardly, more a question than an order, and I find myself smiling inwardly when I realize I'm not the only one being awkward right now.

"Sounds good. Goodnight, Professor." I say, flashing him a soft smile before muttering the password to The Lady, the portrait swinging open. I glance back at him one last time before walking through the tunnel, the portrait closing behind me.