Disclaimer: If you haven't figured out I don't own Harry Potter then you're
pathetic. I'm not J.K. Rowling but I wish I was! I also wish that she'd
take some of my ideas, but hey... can't have everything! *grins*
A/N: Sorry this update's taken a little bit. Reality sux. My mom always told me it did but I didn't believe her till I was out on my own and all that... now I wish I didn't have to deal with it! lol... typical right? Anywho, here's the update! Hope you all like it!
Chapter Four
Harry ran through the halls, trying to get to the dungeons as quickly as possible. Snape'd been nice to him earlier and he didn't want the niceness to go away. He figured if he could get to a meeting on time then perhaps Snape'd be a little nicer to him... not in class of course, he had a reputation to uphold and even Harry could understand that. No Harry wanted Snape to be nice to him when they were alone. He skidded to a halt outside the doors to Snape's room. He took a moment to compose himself and then knocked on the door.
"Come in," said the velvet voice behind the door. He cautiously opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
"Well Mr. Potter. You made it. So glad you could join me," Snape said, a slight smile on his lips. He was sitting on a low leather couch in a faded pair of black jeans and a soft cottony shirt. He guestured at the empty seat beside him and Harry sat gingerly down beside his Potions Professor.
"Sir? You said something of lessons?" Harry asked, rather nervous at seeing his professor so... relaxed. Snape laughed lightly at his tone of voice.
"Yes I did, Mr. Potter. And we'll get to that, don't you worry. No, I feel it wise to... learn more about you before I take you into my lab. I want to find out if it's just ineptitude or something else that's causing you to be... oh how should I say this? Terrible in my class?" Snape said softly. "I don't think it's entirely your fault or anything... some people just aren't inclined towards Potions. I understand this and I fully accept it if you're not one of them."
Harry just sat there in shock. He'd never heard his professor be so... blunt before. And so easy to get along with. He sat there and stared at Snape until he saw a hand in front of his face, snapping fingers in his eyes.
"I... I don't know sir... I think that part of it is because you make me nervous. You stalk around the classroom and I just know that I'm going to mess up something. It's inevitable. Um... may I ask you a question sir?" Harry rambled. He still wasn't over the shock of Snape actually talking to him like a real person.
"Of course you can ask me a question, Mr. Potter. And please, while we're in these rooms could you please call me Severus or Sev? I get enough Professor or sir in class thank you very much. I'm rather sick of hearing it," Severus said with a smile.
"Yes si-- Severus. I'll call you that but it'd be nice if you'd call me by my name instead of Mr. Potter." Severus nodded and Harry continued, "Um... Severus? Why are you being so... I don't know. Friendly towards me? I thought you hated me."
Severus shook his head. "I haven't ever truely hated you. I've been a little envious of you sometimes," he said, ignoring the snort Harry issued. "Harry it's simply a game to me. I don't hate you. In fact..." he trailed off his voice going softer till Harry almost couldn't hear him. "In fact, I rather like you. I'd like to get to know you. The real you. Not the... façade you show to the world. The real Harry Potter, not the bloody Boy Who Lived."
Harry nodded. He could understand that and found that he wanted to find out more about Snape-- er Severus. He had to stop thinking of him as Snape. He had full permission to use his first name and he was by gods going to take advantage of it!
"Well, Severus, I'd like to get to know you too. How about this. Just in here, let's pretend we've never met before and we're meeting for the first time. Sound ok to you?" Harry asked, an eyebrow raised in question.
Severus nodded and held out his hand. "Hi, my name is Severus Snape. I'm a teacher at Hogwarts, the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I teach Potions. I've been working there for a while and find that it's getting rather dull there. What's your name?"
Harry smiled, getting into the game. "My name is Harry Potter." He grabbed Severus' hand and shook it. "I'm a student at Hogwarts... I believe I may have met you before? No? Well perhaps I've just seen someone who looks like you!" Harry smiled up at Severus and then looked down at their clasped hands. Severus' gaze seemed to follow Harry's and they then met eyes and smiled at each other.
A/N2: Sorry for the cliffy but this chappy is getting a little long... what should they talk about next? Any suggestions? I'd love to hear any ideas!
A/N: Sorry this update's taken a little bit. Reality sux. My mom always told me it did but I didn't believe her till I was out on my own and all that... now I wish I didn't have to deal with it! lol... typical right? Anywho, here's the update! Hope you all like it!
Chapter Four
Harry ran through the halls, trying to get to the dungeons as quickly as possible. Snape'd been nice to him earlier and he didn't want the niceness to go away. He figured if he could get to a meeting on time then perhaps Snape'd be a little nicer to him... not in class of course, he had a reputation to uphold and even Harry could understand that. No Harry wanted Snape to be nice to him when they were alone. He skidded to a halt outside the doors to Snape's room. He took a moment to compose himself and then knocked on the door.
"Come in," said the velvet voice behind the door. He cautiously opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
"Well Mr. Potter. You made it. So glad you could join me," Snape said, a slight smile on his lips. He was sitting on a low leather couch in a faded pair of black jeans and a soft cottony shirt. He guestured at the empty seat beside him and Harry sat gingerly down beside his Potions Professor.
"Sir? You said something of lessons?" Harry asked, rather nervous at seeing his professor so... relaxed. Snape laughed lightly at his tone of voice.
"Yes I did, Mr. Potter. And we'll get to that, don't you worry. No, I feel it wise to... learn more about you before I take you into my lab. I want to find out if it's just ineptitude or something else that's causing you to be... oh how should I say this? Terrible in my class?" Snape said softly. "I don't think it's entirely your fault or anything... some people just aren't inclined towards Potions. I understand this and I fully accept it if you're not one of them."
Harry just sat there in shock. He'd never heard his professor be so... blunt before. And so easy to get along with. He sat there and stared at Snape until he saw a hand in front of his face, snapping fingers in his eyes.
"I... I don't know sir... I think that part of it is because you make me nervous. You stalk around the classroom and I just know that I'm going to mess up something. It's inevitable. Um... may I ask you a question sir?" Harry rambled. He still wasn't over the shock of Snape actually talking to him like a real person.
"Of course you can ask me a question, Mr. Potter. And please, while we're in these rooms could you please call me Severus or Sev? I get enough Professor or sir in class thank you very much. I'm rather sick of hearing it," Severus said with a smile.
"Yes si-- Severus. I'll call you that but it'd be nice if you'd call me by my name instead of Mr. Potter." Severus nodded and Harry continued, "Um... Severus? Why are you being so... I don't know. Friendly towards me? I thought you hated me."
Severus shook his head. "I haven't ever truely hated you. I've been a little envious of you sometimes," he said, ignoring the snort Harry issued. "Harry it's simply a game to me. I don't hate you. In fact..." he trailed off his voice going softer till Harry almost couldn't hear him. "In fact, I rather like you. I'd like to get to know you. The real you. Not the... façade you show to the world. The real Harry Potter, not the bloody Boy Who Lived."
Harry nodded. He could understand that and found that he wanted to find out more about Snape-- er Severus. He had to stop thinking of him as Snape. He had full permission to use his first name and he was by gods going to take advantage of it!
"Well, Severus, I'd like to get to know you too. How about this. Just in here, let's pretend we've never met before and we're meeting for the first time. Sound ok to you?" Harry asked, an eyebrow raised in question.
Severus nodded and held out his hand. "Hi, my name is Severus Snape. I'm a teacher at Hogwarts, the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I teach Potions. I've been working there for a while and find that it's getting rather dull there. What's your name?"
Harry smiled, getting into the game. "My name is Harry Potter." He grabbed Severus' hand and shook it. "I'm a student at Hogwarts... I believe I may have met you before? No? Well perhaps I've just seen someone who looks like you!" Harry smiled up at Severus and then looked down at their clasped hands. Severus' gaze seemed to follow Harry's and they then met eyes and smiled at each other.
A/N2: Sorry for the cliffy but this chappy is getting a little long... what should they talk about next? Any suggestions? I'd love to hear any ideas!