Chapter 2 - Snape's Confession

After accidentally admitting to Professor Snape that he had a crush on Cho Chang from Ravenclaw, Harry swore to himself that he would keep his mouth shut. Until Snape started talking again, that was. "So, Potter," "You can call me Harry if you like, Professor" offered Harry kindly. "Thank you Po- I mean Harry. Anyway, as I was saying," "Can I call you Severus, sir?" "No, you certainly can not! And stop interrupting, Harry Potter." "Sorry." Interrupted Harry. Snape was getting very slowly pissed off. Through gritted teeth, he said "As I was saying." "What were you saying, sir?" Asked Harry with apparent interest. Snape exploded and took 20 points from Gryffindor. Harry decided to shut up. When Snape had calmed down, he continued. "Anyway, Potter," "You can call me Ha - Oops. Sorry Professor" "I. Will. Call. You. Potter. If. I. Want. To." Said the potions teacher, staring at Harry's blank face. (He was bored again and was concentrating on keeping his face straight) "Anyway, Potter, as I was trying to say about half an hour ago, if. if you wanted to ask me about your father - James, well, we were. we were at Hogwarts to-together. As students." Harry stared at his teacher. HE HAD TEARS IN HIS EYES!!! His first thought was 'I have a GAY teacher. who fancied my Dad?! Eww. That's almost as bad as what Hermione and Ron think I don't know.' But Snape continued: "I.I was very upset to hear that he'd died. I knew it was coming, of course, but I never really. expected it to happen. That was when I came back to this side." He broke off. Harry started to feel slightly sick. "But, Professor, I thought you hated my Dad" said Harry. "Well, yes, I did, after that match. and." Snape trailed off. "But he saved my life, didn't he. I was angry at him for dying, so I suppose I took it out on you." Harry listened, amazed. Was this Snape's version of an apology? Snape took a deep breath before continuing. "Harry, the reason I hated your father was because of that infernal quidditch match he beat me at. And the fact that he stole the beautiful. lovely. well. um." Snape blushed. "Your mother, Harry." Harry decided this was all too strange. "You?" he spluttered "You went out with my mum?!" "Yes." said Snape softly. "Yes, yes. I remember it well. Until your stupid father came along and took her off me." He spat the last sentence bitterly at Harry, who was still trying to recover from the shock of hearing that Snape could have been his dad.

"YYYYYYYMCA!!!! It's fun to stay at the YYYY M C A-A!" Sang Hermione. She was drunk. So was Ron, it was his idea. Hermione had distracted Hagrid while Ron had stolen his Ogden's old Firewhisky and Mulled Mead. Giggling nervously, he tried to ask her to shut up in case a teacher heard, but her answer to that was to snog him and push him into the bath (A/N: they were in the prefect bathroom)

At 10:00, Snape had finished telling Harry all about his mum. Harry was sitting opposite him with a traumatised look on his face. He really hadn't wanted to know what she was like in that much detail. He chanced a question to Snape: "Professor? Erm. Professor Snape, why do you hate me so much?" "Why do I hate you so much?" the potions teacher paused, thinking. "You want to know why I hate you? Well I suppose the answer is. I don't know." Harry's mouth fell open. Was that all the guy could come up with? "Is that all you can come up with, professor?" asked Harry. Snape seemed to be suffering some sort of internal struggle. All of a sudden, he burst out; "Potter, the reason I hate you is because you're famous!! Famous for doing nothing at all!!!!! I mean, all you do is be alive, for god's sake.! And, every year, without fail, blah, blah, you save the whole school! I mean. is it normal to defeat the dark lord for four years in a row?" "Oh yeah. I wondered about that." Said Harry thoughtfully. "And another thing." Continued Snape, "How come I never get any recognition?! I've saved your life twice now! If anyone should be famous, IT SHOULD BE ME!!" 'Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!' thought Harry. 'he's jealous!'

At 10:30, Harry decided to hunt around for another way out, he was getting claustrophobic, and he was starving. After trying, and failing, to blast the chewing gum out of the door with his wand, woken Snape up and found out there was no food and no escape. Snape seemed to be bored and had gone into his office to write a letter, presumably his will, Harry thought. He decided to try and go to sleep.