"Harry?" Ron managed to squeak out. "Harry? And SNAPE??? You two? Oh Harry,
how could you do this to me?" Ron cried. He was heartbroken. He had thought
there was something special between them. Some bond that could never be
broken. Oh how obviously wrong he was. But then again, he had forsaken his
love to go out with Hermione. Oh he was just so confused!
"Ron, it isn't what you think. I, We," At a loss for words, Harry turned to Snape and said, "Professor, The feeling you have for me is not right. I'm flattered immensely, but it is not legal, and our relationship could never last. I, I'm sorry sir." Harry said all of this hesitantly, so as not to enrage Snape, because Harry knew what it felt like to be turned down after a moment like that. It turned people into enemies. Like that time when-
"I understand Harry. It could never be. But I will hold these feelings locked away until the day I die." Snape replied.
Ron was just so confused. He was a bit reassured that Harry had turned Snape down, But for them to have been together in the first place, just didn't fit. They hated each other. Ron had the suspicion that Snape was planning something horrible.
"Harry, I think we should go back now, it's getting late." Ron said. He was full of anger, and sorrow, and love and fear. He needed to talk with Harry alone.
"Yes Ron, You are right. Sir," Harry said turning back to Snape," You won't hate me forever now correct? You understand that the wall between us is not my fault right?" Harry asked. He wanted reassurance that Snape had not taken anything personally. He didn't want to go through that again.
"Of course Harry," Snape said smiling tenderly," You know I could never hate you."
"Right sir. Okay then. Goodnight professor." Harry said.
"Sweet dreams Harry," Snape said as they walked out of the room. As he heard the student's footsteps fade away, Snape chuckled to himself. Then, suddenly began to weep again.
"Harry?" Ron questioned from his bed. He couldn't sleep, not after all that happened.
"Muhhhgmbs?" Harry grumbled. Harry was so worn out; he couldn't even open his eyes.
"Harry, what happened down there? Why were you two, you know ki-"
"SHHHHHHH!!! Ron, we can't have everyone knowing! Snape will be fired, and then If Snape doesn't come back to kill me for getting him fired, Ill be expelled." Harry whispered harshly. That tone hurt Ron deeply. "Harry, I just wanted to make sure you didn't l-l-love him. You two are like sworn enemies. Right? Harry, RIGHT??? Don't tell me that you feel something for him! I would simply die." Ron said in a shaky voice. He wanted to cry, but couldn't. He would wake up the entire dorm.
"Why would you die Ron?" Harry asked as he got up to stand next to Ron's bed.
"Because I- I- Bloody hell. Does everyone in this fucking school love you? I do, that is for sure. Oh Harry, Hermione does too. Just the way she talks about you when we are together. And I'm only going with her, because I knew loving you wasn't right. Oh Harry. Now Snape too? I just can't bear it. You probably hate me now right?" Ron was so full of tears, he had to get rid of them somehow, or else he might just explode. He began to cry.
Harry climbed into bed with him to hold him. Ron shoved his head into Harry's shoulder to cry and cry, until they both fell asleep that way.
"Ron, it isn't what you think. I, We," At a loss for words, Harry turned to Snape and said, "Professor, The feeling you have for me is not right. I'm flattered immensely, but it is not legal, and our relationship could never last. I, I'm sorry sir." Harry said all of this hesitantly, so as not to enrage Snape, because Harry knew what it felt like to be turned down after a moment like that. It turned people into enemies. Like that time when-
"I understand Harry. It could never be. But I will hold these feelings locked away until the day I die." Snape replied.
Ron was just so confused. He was a bit reassured that Harry had turned Snape down, But for them to have been together in the first place, just didn't fit. They hated each other. Ron had the suspicion that Snape was planning something horrible.
"Harry, I think we should go back now, it's getting late." Ron said. He was full of anger, and sorrow, and love and fear. He needed to talk with Harry alone.
"Yes Ron, You are right. Sir," Harry said turning back to Snape," You won't hate me forever now correct? You understand that the wall between us is not my fault right?" Harry asked. He wanted reassurance that Snape had not taken anything personally. He didn't want to go through that again.
"Of course Harry," Snape said smiling tenderly," You know I could never hate you."
"Right sir. Okay then. Goodnight professor." Harry said.
"Sweet dreams Harry," Snape said as they walked out of the room. As he heard the student's footsteps fade away, Snape chuckled to himself. Then, suddenly began to weep again.
"Harry?" Ron questioned from his bed. He couldn't sleep, not after all that happened.
"Muhhhgmbs?" Harry grumbled. Harry was so worn out; he couldn't even open his eyes.
"Harry, what happened down there? Why were you two, you know ki-"
"SHHHHHHH!!! Ron, we can't have everyone knowing! Snape will be fired, and then If Snape doesn't come back to kill me for getting him fired, Ill be expelled." Harry whispered harshly. That tone hurt Ron deeply. "Harry, I just wanted to make sure you didn't l-l-love him. You two are like sworn enemies. Right? Harry, RIGHT??? Don't tell me that you feel something for him! I would simply die." Ron said in a shaky voice. He wanted to cry, but couldn't. He would wake up the entire dorm.
"Why would you die Ron?" Harry asked as he got up to stand next to Ron's bed.
"Because I- I- Bloody hell. Does everyone in this fucking school love you? I do, that is for sure. Oh Harry, Hermione does too. Just the way she talks about you when we are together. And I'm only going with her, because I knew loving you wasn't right. Oh Harry. Now Snape too? I just can't bear it. You probably hate me now right?" Ron was so full of tears, he had to get rid of them somehow, or else he might just explode. He began to cry.
Harry climbed into bed with him to hold him. Ron shoved his head into Harry's shoulder to cry and cry, until they both fell asleep that way.