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Authors notes: I'm terribly sorry for not updating sooner, but with ff.net doing nice flip-flops did anybody notice it, huh? Anyway I want to say thanks to many people who encouraged me to go on translating and posting. Here I go:
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And thanks for reviewing to: Anna P., TigerLily, Bubblez Fairy, Julephenia, Angelic Fairy, Tinabedina, Mina Potter (nice penname ^_^), C Jazz, Bucky and Thalia. You are all great, guys! Remember that it's you, who keep me posting! So please, R&R and I'll feel guilty and post sooner ^_^ (by the way, the chapter is a bit too fluffy, but I promise - the next one will be more funny!). Enjoy!
Nemezis Rose
Chapter 4
"What did you do this time, Gin?" - asked Hermione, breathing heavily after having run all the way to the Gryffindor common room.
"I.umm, kindawantedtogetrevengeonMalfoy," - Ginny mumbled hurriedly.
"What was that??"
"I wanted revenge on Malfoy," - Ginny sighed defeated.
"My word! Haven't you learned yet?! Each time you decide to get back at somebody it turns out to be a disaster!" - Hermione wasn't sure what should she do: laugh or cry.
"Oh, I know, but I just couldn't resist! He's always trying to hurt me in every possible way. I knew he was very proud of having a fan club at Hogwarts. It makes him feel even with Harry, so I .umm. decided to get rid of the biggest part of it." - the red-haired Gryffindor looked at her feet.
"At Harry's expense? Merlin, I thought you liked him! I know you've outgrown your childish crush on Harry, but it looks to me like you've developed some kind of dislike to him!" - Hermione snapped, angry.
The black kitten blinked and focused his eyes on Ginny, who bowed her head in shame, but said nothing.
What, no objections?! Not only do you not have a crush on me anymore, you don't like me at all! Why? Have I done anything wrong? - Harry wondered, feeling a tight knot forming in his stomach. What is that feeling? It's not that I'm in love with Ginny. - Harry mused, but he couldn't deny that something in his attitude towards Ginny had changed lately. Harry had never shown it, but he had started noticing things about her after the infamous Yule ball, where he had been stealing glances at her. She was dancing with Neville, and while quite literally hurt by his lack of dancing skills, she was still smiling sweetly at Neville, determined to make him feel at ease. She had looked pretty then, but it was the kindness in her that attracted him to her, not her looks. He had started watching her at the Burrow next summer and noticed that she was only shy around him, but very talkative and funny with her family and fellow Gryffindors.
Harry noticed that Ginny had a thing for her brothers' socks, muggle music and surprisingly . potions. He had also found her sketchbook during his last stay at Burrow, and was surprised with her drawing skills. She was really talented! Harry wasn't sure when had he noticed, but her looks were changing as well. Her childish face had become pretty and her body had developed quiet nicely. At that thought Harry blushed a bit: What? I'm still a teenager! Hormones and all! Just get stop!.
Harry was really surprised to find out that his feelings for Cho Chang were merely a crush that had quickly vanished under the unbearable pressure of feeling guilty for Cedric's death. Harry was still having nightmares, and he still felt guilty. He tried not to - everybody told him it wasn't his fault - but he had only succeeded in hiding the feeling in the back of his mind. When Harry noticed that Cho had become interested in going out with him, and even going so far as to ask him to accompany her to Hogsmeade once, he had surprised himself by telling her he didn't want to because of Cedric. The truth was that he didn't want to because he wasn't interested anymore. On the contrary, Ginny's radiant features and loving attitude became an irresistible magnet lately - being near her felt like bathing in sunshine and Harry felt drawn to her light.
But lately, it looked as though she had lost interest in him. "Overgrown the childish crush," as Hermione put it.
At the moment Harry was again having fun talking to himself:
This is for the best, isn't it..? Isn't it?!
Of course it is, you moron!
Then why are you feeling so down?
I'm just tired of this situation.being a kitten and all.
Oh, are you? You were rather amused with it just an hour ago!
That was before I found out that I have to get rid of my recently acquired Slytherin fun club somehow!
And before you found out that your best friend's sister is not interested in you anymore!
Get lost, will you?! Why am I arguing with myself anyway?
Harry hid his head under his small fluffy paws.
Hey, Harry, are you upset about what Ginny just did? - Ron suddenly interrupted Harry's thoughts. Don't be! Just think about good things - like my ickle sister getting over her crush on you! No more Valentines and "Get well" cards, no more blushing and ruining furniture! It's great, isn't it?
Harry only groaned.
All the Gryffindors who remained at Hogwarts for the holidays had already gathered in the dining hall (with the exception of Harry and Ron of course) when Ginny and Hermione arrived.
"Look, 'Mione, Professor Snape's back!" - Ginny whispered to her friend, nodding to the teacher's table, where Severus Snape was indeed sitting near the headmaster looking grim as ever.
"I see. Guess we won't have to wait longer than we expected," - Hermione smiled reassuringly at the red kitten, which looked rather sad at the moment - he was glaring at the most appealing looking pie and didn't want it: Arrgh, the problems of being a cat. "Tonight we'll just visit Snape's laboratory and check his supplies. Hopefully he's as thorough as always and didn't forget to replace all missing ingredients, including the fern flowers of course." - Hermione suddenly stopped, because of the noise - whispers, whistles and laughter could be heard from different parts of Gryffindor table. She looked to the direction where everybody was looking and couldn't suppress an amused chuckle - Pansy Parkinson was standing right behind them looking a bit disoriented by all the attention she was getting. "Did you forget where your house's table is? Allow me to escort you there then, oh fair lady," - Fred bowed to the girl mockingly. Everybody snickered, but the Slytherin only huffed and, looking directly at Hermione, announced: "Look, it's not that I'm interested in wasting my time with you, but I'd like to talk to Harry," - she looked rather determined.
Half of Gryffindor table was laughing openly now. Suddenly a loud squeal was heard. "Hey, Ginny, did your cat just bite you?" - George snickered.
"Yes, that was not very nice, Harry," - Ginny was holding a very angry kitten in front of her.
"You named your cat after Harry!??" - Pansy looked at Ginny, astounded.
"And why not? I happen to like the name," - Ginny smiled sweetly, too sweetly for Hermione's liking.
Pancy shrugged, for once not wanting to get into argument with a Weasley. "So where is he?" - she asked again, looking at Hermione, who only shrugged.
"I don't know, probably making out with two or three of his recently acquired admirers."
"Yeah, and maybe he took Ronny with him to make it more interesting," - George snickered. All Gryffindors laughed at this and Pansy retreated from their table at last, huffing her way to the Slytherin table where she was met by a fuming Draco Malfoy.
"Well, that was funny. But really, where's our loverboy?" - Fred asked, grinning at Hermione and his sister.
"I thing he's a bit frustrated with all the attention he's been getting and decided to skip dinner for today," - Ginny smiled, holding an angry black kitten with tousled fur as far from herself as possible.
"Well that's Harry for you. I'd give anything for half of that attention," - Lee Jordan sighed and shook his head. Everybody only laughed at his antics.
"Ouch."
"Be quiet, Ginny, I don't want to be caught by Peeves or Filch and his horrible cat," - Hermione whispered to her companion under Harry's invisible cloak. It was almost 1 AM and the girls were walking towards Snape's laboratory, when Ginny suddenly tripped over something, distracted by the unexpected movement from under her robe. She was hiding a black kitten there, which just so happened to be the famous Harry Potter. The girls didn't want to take him on their raid, but he just followed them everywhere and, exasperated, they had to comply with his request. "Somehow I don't think Crookshanks would have liked that statement. He's snogging "that horrible cat" each f.ing night in my bedroom! Not that I didn't try to shoo the damn creatures away!" - Ginny whispered in return. They were approaching the laboratory now.
"WHAT??!"
"Be quiet, Hermione,"- Ginny whispered smiling to herself.
"What do you mean by snogging?" - Hermione whispered, but the irritation in her voice was quite evident.
"Well. you know snogging means petting somebody, kissing, sometimes just a little more. You'd think my idiot brother would have taught you that already," - Ginny snickered.
"I know perfectly well what the damn word means, and it has nothing to do with Ron in my book! What I mean is MY CAT AND THAT THING."
"Who's there?" - suddenly the door to Snape's chambers opened and a very tired looking man appeared at the doorframe.
Hermione stiffened in panic. Her eyes became awfully wide. Thoughts of getting detention and loosing points for their house were preventing her from thinking clearly.
"Is it Potter and his dream team again? You'd better show up now or when I catch you later I won't be as kind as now, only reducing points from Gryffindor and giving you detention."
"Greasy git," - Hermione mouthed.
"Don't," - showed Ginny's lips, the girl drew out a small fur ball from under her robe and looked directly into his green eyes. He seemed to understand her, because when Ginny put the kitten on the floor he immediately emerged from the invisibility cloak, and with a small mew ran towards Snape. Hermione was looking at the kitten with wide eyes.
"Snape will kill him!" - she mouthed.
"He's not THAT evil," - Ginny mouthed in return, her attention on the small fur ball on the floor and the tall, lean form of Hogwarts' most dreaded professor.
Snape bent down to the small furry form on the floor and scooped the shaking kitten into his arms. Hermione opened her mouth to say something to stop him somehow, but Ginny pressed her palm to Hermione's lips and shook her head.
"What do we have here?" - a tiny shadow of a smile appeared on Snape's lips and Hermione opened her mouth again, this time from shock, - "I believe you belong to Miss Weasley, I saw her with you at supper today." Ginny blushed at this expression.
"Well, it's too late now to bring you back to Gryffindor Tower, so I guess you'll have to stay with me for tonight. I'm definitely not the best company here, but I'm not going to let you run away and make all Gryffindors look for you tomorrow. The girl will be upset by your disappearance, you know," - the tall figure of potions' master disappeared into his rooms again and the door quietly closed after him.
"Well, what are we going to do now?" - Hermione whispered: "Snape took Harry to his chambers, how are we going to get him out of there?"
"Right now I think we should go to Snape's stores and find the damn fern flowers," - Ginny whispered in return, looking very determined. "Then you are going to Gryffindor tower to prepare the antidote and I'm going to Snape's chambers to rescue Harry."
"You can't go! If he sees you - you'll be expelled!!"
"So, what are you suggesting - that YOU go and get expelled? At least I'm good at. Oops. Never mind."
"No, you continue now! I want to know what were you going to say. What is it you're better at than me?"
"Oh okay, I'll tell, just don't act like Pansy Parkinson when she has PMS! You are the best student at Hogwarts. We all know it, but there is one thing I'm really better at than you. It's potions. I know, I know I made a fool out of myself making that transformation potion, but still Potions is my favorite subject and I'm well ahead of my whole year in it. There's also the fact that Professor Snape is not half as bad to me as he is to all other Gryffindors. Guess he likes me in his own way," - Ginny shrugged. "So there's a small chance that he won't get me expelled in order to keep at least one decent student. Hey!" Ginny laughed when Hermione's hand smacked her head lightly and continued: "So, if we agree on this, lets go to the stores. The only problem is that we have only one invisibility cloak."
"You take it. I'll manage to the tower safely - I'm still the smartest witch here even if you are better than me in potions," - Hermione smiled. The girls quietly slipped into Snape's storeroom.
"So, little one, do you want some milk?"- Snape put the little fur ball on the armchair near the fireplace, mumbled something under his long nose and pointed his wand to the little rug in front of the fireplace. A small saucer with some milk obediently appeared right on the rug. Harry looked at his professor dumbstruck.
Maybe I should call Madame Pomfrey - Snape is incredibly weird today. Maybe he was hit on his head or something. It's like he actually likes me. This is weird! But still the milk looks rather appealing, I guess it won't hurt if I. - Harry jumped off the armchair and enjoyed his late supper.
It's really strange how I am full of energy at night and sleepy during the daytime. I want my body back. There are some things need to be done once I'm back.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you are grinning, little one," - Snape smiled at the kitten and stroked the black fur gently. Then he stood up and turned to the mirror. His smile vanished without a trace. The face of professor became a mask of despair as he muttered, addressing his words to the kitten:
"You know, I hate this face, little one - this disgusting mask that everybody hates. But you cannot change your destiny. I learned that the hard way," - Severus Snape sighed almost inaudibly and sat on his bed, undressing himself. Harry looked at the man with emerald green eyes and also sighed to himself.
OK, I give up. Guess Snape will never be the same for me anymore. He looks too much like Padfoot now and I hate that. I have to help him somehow. The kitten jumped on the bed, and climbed onto the pillow of his Potions professor. He got closer to professor's ear and it was his soft purring that lulled Severus Snape to his sleep that night.
Harry had also started drifting to sleep when he thought he heard something. On instinct he directed his ear towards the source of the noise.
It's kind of funny I can do that. - he mused then he head the small noise again, and then a voice called out for him in a whisper: "Harry? Are you there?"
Authors notes: I'm terribly sorry for not updating sooner, but with ff.net doing nice flip-flops did anybody notice it, huh? Anyway I want to say thanks to many people who encouraged me to go on translating and posting. Here I go:
TheMonkeyStoleMyDad'sVisaCard and SatanicGnomes: Guys, with pennames like these who need my fanfics to laugh at anyway? And SatanicGnomes: Thanks for your patience ^_^.
HarryandGinny4eva: Thanks for your kind review (as always ^_^). You promised to send me your update letter. Are you going to update anytime soon? ^_^
Rogue Angel: Yeah, Turkey was great, thanks! You should definitely try once!
And thanks for reviewing to: Anna P., TigerLily, Bubblez Fairy, Julephenia, Angelic Fairy, Tinabedina, Mina Potter (nice penname ^_^), C Jazz, Bucky and Thalia. You are all great, guys! Remember that it's you, who keep me posting! So please, R&R and I'll feel guilty and post sooner ^_^ (by the way, the chapter is a bit too fluffy, but I promise - the next one will be more funny!). Enjoy!
Nemezis Rose
Chapter 4
"What did you do this time, Gin?" - asked Hermione, breathing heavily after having run all the way to the Gryffindor common room.
"I.umm, kindawantedtogetrevengeonMalfoy," - Ginny mumbled hurriedly.
"What was that??"
"I wanted revenge on Malfoy," - Ginny sighed defeated.
"My word! Haven't you learned yet?! Each time you decide to get back at somebody it turns out to be a disaster!" - Hermione wasn't sure what should she do: laugh or cry.
"Oh, I know, but I just couldn't resist! He's always trying to hurt me in every possible way. I knew he was very proud of having a fan club at Hogwarts. It makes him feel even with Harry, so I .umm. decided to get rid of the biggest part of it." - the red-haired Gryffindor looked at her feet.
"At Harry's expense? Merlin, I thought you liked him! I know you've outgrown your childish crush on Harry, but it looks to me like you've developed some kind of dislike to him!" - Hermione snapped, angry.
The black kitten blinked and focused his eyes on Ginny, who bowed her head in shame, but said nothing.
What, no objections?! Not only do you not have a crush on me anymore, you don't like me at all! Why? Have I done anything wrong? - Harry wondered, feeling a tight knot forming in his stomach. What is that feeling? It's not that I'm in love with Ginny. - Harry mused, but he couldn't deny that something in his attitude towards Ginny had changed lately. Harry had never shown it, but he had started noticing things about her after the infamous Yule ball, where he had been stealing glances at her. She was dancing with Neville, and while quite literally hurt by his lack of dancing skills, she was still smiling sweetly at Neville, determined to make him feel at ease. She had looked pretty then, but it was the kindness in her that attracted him to her, not her looks. He had started watching her at the Burrow next summer and noticed that she was only shy around him, but very talkative and funny with her family and fellow Gryffindors.
Harry noticed that Ginny had a thing for her brothers' socks, muggle music and surprisingly . potions. He had also found her sketchbook during his last stay at Burrow, and was surprised with her drawing skills. She was really talented! Harry wasn't sure when had he noticed, but her looks were changing as well. Her childish face had become pretty and her body had developed quiet nicely. At that thought Harry blushed a bit: What? I'm still a teenager! Hormones and all! Just get stop!.
Harry was really surprised to find out that his feelings for Cho Chang were merely a crush that had quickly vanished under the unbearable pressure of feeling guilty for Cedric's death. Harry was still having nightmares, and he still felt guilty. He tried not to - everybody told him it wasn't his fault - but he had only succeeded in hiding the feeling in the back of his mind. When Harry noticed that Cho had become interested in going out with him, and even going so far as to ask him to accompany her to Hogsmeade once, he had surprised himself by telling her he didn't want to because of Cedric. The truth was that he didn't want to because he wasn't interested anymore. On the contrary, Ginny's radiant features and loving attitude became an irresistible magnet lately - being near her felt like bathing in sunshine and Harry felt drawn to her light.
But lately, it looked as though she had lost interest in him. "Overgrown the childish crush," as Hermione put it.
At the moment Harry was again having fun talking to himself:
This is for the best, isn't it..? Isn't it?!
Of course it is, you moron!
Then why are you feeling so down?
I'm just tired of this situation.being a kitten and all.
Oh, are you? You were rather amused with it just an hour ago!
That was before I found out that I have to get rid of my recently acquired Slytherin fun club somehow!
And before you found out that your best friend's sister is not interested in you anymore!
Get lost, will you?! Why am I arguing with myself anyway?
Harry hid his head under his small fluffy paws.
Hey, Harry, are you upset about what Ginny just did? - Ron suddenly interrupted Harry's thoughts. Don't be! Just think about good things - like my ickle sister getting over her crush on you! No more Valentines and "Get well" cards, no more blushing and ruining furniture! It's great, isn't it?
Harry only groaned.
All the Gryffindors who remained at Hogwarts for the holidays had already gathered in the dining hall (with the exception of Harry and Ron of course) when Ginny and Hermione arrived.
"Look, 'Mione, Professor Snape's back!" - Ginny whispered to her friend, nodding to the teacher's table, where Severus Snape was indeed sitting near the headmaster looking grim as ever.
"I see. Guess we won't have to wait longer than we expected," - Hermione smiled reassuringly at the red kitten, which looked rather sad at the moment - he was glaring at the most appealing looking pie and didn't want it: Arrgh, the problems of being a cat. "Tonight we'll just visit Snape's laboratory and check his supplies. Hopefully he's as thorough as always and didn't forget to replace all missing ingredients, including the fern flowers of course." - Hermione suddenly stopped, because of the noise - whispers, whistles and laughter could be heard from different parts of Gryffindor table. She looked to the direction where everybody was looking and couldn't suppress an amused chuckle - Pansy Parkinson was standing right behind them looking a bit disoriented by all the attention she was getting. "Did you forget where your house's table is? Allow me to escort you there then, oh fair lady," - Fred bowed to the girl mockingly. Everybody snickered, but the Slytherin only huffed and, looking directly at Hermione, announced: "Look, it's not that I'm interested in wasting my time with you, but I'd like to talk to Harry," - she looked rather determined.
Half of Gryffindor table was laughing openly now. Suddenly a loud squeal was heard. "Hey, Ginny, did your cat just bite you?" - George snickered.
"Yes, that was not very nice, Harry," - Ginny was holding a very angry kitten in front of her.
"You named your cat after Harry!??" - Pansy looked at Ginny, astounded.
"And why not? I happen to like the name," - Ginny smiled sweetly, too sweetly for Hermione's liking.
Pancy shrugged, for once not wanting to get into argument with a Weasley. "So where is he?" - she asked again, looking at Hermione, who only shrugged.
"I don't know, probably making out with two or three of his recently acquired admirers."
"Yeah, and maybe he took Ronny with him to make it more interesting," - George snickered. All Gryffindors laughed at this and Pansy retreated from their table at last, huffing her way to the Slytherin table where she was met by a fuming Draco Malfoy.
"Well, that was funny. But really, where's our loverboy?" - Fred asked, grinning at Hermione and his sister.
"I thing he's a bit frustrated with all the attention he's been getting and decided to skip dinner for today," - Ginny smiled, holding an angry black kitten with tousled fur as far from herself as possible.
"Well that's Harry for you. I'd give anything for half of that attention," - Lee Jordan sighed and shook his head. Everybody only laughed at his antics.
"Ouch."
"Be quiet, Ginny, I don't want to be caught by Peeves or Filch and his horrible cat," - Hermione whispered to her companion under Harry's invisible cloak. It was almost 1 AM and the girls were walking towards Snape's laboratory, when Ginny suddenly tripped over something, distracted by the unexpected movement from under her robe. She was hiding a black kitten there, which just so happened to be the famous Harry Potter. The girls didn't want to take him on their raid, but he just followed them everywhere and, exasperated, they had to comply with his request. "Somehow I don't think Crookshanks would have liked that statement. He's snogging "that horrible cat" each f.ing night in my bedroom! Not that I didn't try to shoo the damn creatures away!" - Ginny whispered in return. They were approaching the laboratory now.
"WHAT??!"
"Be quiet, Hermione,"- Ginny whispered smiling to herself.
"What do you mean by snogging?" - Hermione whispered, but the irritation in her voice was quite evident.
"Well. you know snogging means petting somebody, kissing, sometimes just a little more. You'd think my idiot brother would have taught you that already," - Ginny snickered.
"I know perfectly well what the damn word means, and it has nothing to do with Ron in my book! What I mean is MY CAT AND THAT THING."
"Who's there?" - suddenly the door to Snape's chambers opened and a very tired looking man appeared at the doorframe.
Hermione stiffened in panic. Her eyes became awfully wide. Thoughts of getting detention and loosing points for their house were preventing her from thinking clearly.
"Is it Potter and his dream team again? You'd better show up now or when I catch you later I won't be as kind as now, only reducing points from Gryffindor and giving you detention."
"Greasy git," - Hermione mouthed.
"Don't," - showed Ginny's lips, the girl drew out a small fur ball from under her robe and looked directly into his green eyes. He seemed to understand her, because when Ginny put the kitten on the floor he immediately emerged from the invisibility cloak, and with a small mew ran towards Snape. Hermione was looking at the kitten with wide eyes.
"Snape will kill him!" - she mouthed.
"He's not THAT evil," - Ginny mouthed in return, her attention on the small fur ball on the floor and the tall, lean form of Hogwarts' most dreaded professor.
Snape bent down to the small furry form on the floor and scooped the shaking kitten into his arms. Hermione opened her mouth to say something to stop him somehow, but Ginny pressed her palm to Hermione's lips and shook her head.
"What do we have here?" - a tiny shadow of a smile appeared on Snape's lips and Hermione opened her mouth again, this time from shock, - "I believe you belong to Miss Weasley, I saw her with you at supper today." Ginny blushed at this expression.
"Well, it's too late now to bring you back to Gryffindor Tower, so I guess you'll have to stay with me for tonight. I'm definitely not the best company here, but I'm not going to let you run away and make all Gryffindors look for you tomorrow. The girl will be upset by your disappearance, you know," - the tall figure of potions' master disappeared into his rooms again and the door quietly closed after him.
"Well, what are we going to do now?" - Hermione whispered: "Snape took Harry to his chambers, how are we going to get him out of there?"
"Right now I think we should go to Snape's stores and find the damn fern flowers," - Ginny whispered in return, looking very determined. "Then you are going to Gryffindor tower to prepare the antidote and I'm going to Snape's chambers to rescue Harry."
"You can't go! If he sees you - you'll be expelled!!"
"So, what are you suggesting - that YOU go and get expelled? At least I'm good at. Oops. Never mind."
"No, you continue now! I want to know what were you going to say. What is it you're better at than me?"
"Oh okay, I'll tell, just don't act like Pansy Parkinson when she has PMS! You are the best student at Hogwarts. We all know it, but there is one thing I'm really better at than you. It's potions. I know, I know I made a fool out of myself making that transformation potion, but still Potions is my favorite subject and I'm well ahead of my whole year in it. There's also the fact that Professor Snape is not half as bad to me as he is to all other Gryffindors. Guess he likes me in his own way," - Ginny shrugged. "So there's a small chance that he won't get me expelled in order to keep at least one decent student. Hey!" Ginny laughed when Hermione's hand smacked her head lightly and continued: "So, if we agree on this, lets go to the stores. The only problem is that we have only one invisibility cloak."
"You take it. I'll manage to the tower safely - I'm still the smartest witch here even if you are better than me in potions," - Hermione smiled. The girls quietly slipped into Snape's storeroom.
"So, little one, do you want some milk?"- Snape put the little fur ball on the armchair near the fireplace, mumbled something under his long nose and pointed his wand to the little rug in front of the fireplace. A small saucer with some milk obediently appeared right on the rug. Harry looked at his professor dumbstruck.
Maybe I should call Madame Pomfrey - Snape is incredibly weird today. Maybe he was hit on his head or something. It's like he actually likes me. This is weird! But still the milk looks rather appealing, I guess it won't hurt if I. - Harry jumped off the armchair and enjoyed his late supper.
It's really strange how I am full of energy at night and sleepy during the daytime. I want my body back. There are some things need to be done once I'm back.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you are grinning, little one," - Snape smiled at the kitten and stroked the black fur gently. Then he stood up and turned to the mirror. His smile vanished without a trace. The face of professor became a mask of despair as he muttered, addressing his words to the kitten:
"You know, I hate this face, little one - this disgusting mask that everybody hates. But you cannot change your destiny. I learned that the hard way," - Severus Snape sighed almost inaudibly and sat on his bed, undressing himself. Harry looked at the man with emerald green eyes and also sighed to himself.
OK, I give up. Guess Snape will never be the same for me anymore. He looks too much like Padfoot now and I hate that. I have to help him somehow. The kitten jumped on the bed, and climbed onto the pillow of his Potions professor. He got closer to professor's ear and it was his soft purring that lulled Severus Snape to his sleep that night.
Harry had also started drifting to sleep when he thought he heard something. On instinct he directed his ear towards the source of the noise.
It's kind of funny I can do that. - he mused then he head the small noise again, and then a voice called out for him in a whisper: "Harry? Are you there?"