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A/N: I've had many people complain that Sev is too OOC... well I have a reason for it, and I do understand if people don't feel comfortable with the version I have here... I'm having to make him a little OOC cuz normally in the books Snape'd not be seen dead with Harry so... he's gonna be a little OOC... can't help it! I'm trying to get him and Harry to relax and they won't with Sev constantly using his acidic wit... and for Serena yes I have read all five books... If you read what I've written above you will understand a little bit more about it. Now... on with the chapter!
Chapter Five
Harry and Severus sat on the couch for a while. Harry was staring around him and Severus had the most unusual look on his face. He looked rather like he'd swallowed a lemon whole or something.
"Um... si-Severus?" Harry said cautiously. Severus turned his ebon eyes on Harry but didn't respond. He had a certain fire in his eyes that made Harry nervous. He was looking at Harry like he used to, with hate in his eyes. Yes, it definately made Harry nervous. "Should we start my lesson?" Harry asked, his voice quavering a little.
Severus didn't answer, merely rose to his feet and with a swirl of his cape led the way into his private lab. "Touch nothing. This is my private lab and I have things brewing that are to delicate to disturb. If you do disturb one I will hold you personally responsible. Understand?" Severus says, his voice like velvet still but like a velvet glove that is covering a clawed hand. There's an emotion there that Harry can't interperate. Was he mad at him? Was he regretting his openness earlier? Harry didn't know and wasn't sure he wanted to ask. Severus paced to an empty cauldron and stood next to it, waiting for Harry to catch up. "We'll be brewing the Dreamless Sleep potion. Get out your book and turn to page 196 for instructions. I'm to... correct you when you make a mistake. Hopefully you are bright enough to learn from your mistakes?" Severus said with a slight bit of venom in his voice and a smirk on his face. Harry blushed a deep crimson but he did as he was instructed to do.
He was a little confused at Severus's demeanor but figured it'd be hard for the professor to open up to anyone for a long period of time. He just hoped that they'd be able to get through the potions without sniping at one another. He didn't really like Snape but he was willing to put aside old grudges. He was growing up after all and it seemed a little childish to keep holding onto a grudge so hard that nothing could diminish it.
He went to the class stores of potion ingredients right outside the door and brought back the required ones. He lay them on the table and precisely chopped them into the slivers they're supposed to be for the potion. He propped the book open on the table and started adding ingredients, paying close attention to the instructions. He was fairly confident that since Malfoy wasn't here it wouldn't be so hard to do it properly, even though Severus was staring daggers in his back. He knew that Severus was watching for the slightest mistake and was determined to make none. He put the ingredients in the cauldron in the order it called for them and stirred when required. After about fourty five minutes the potion was ready to be bottled and tested. He very carefully took the vial Severus handed him and ladled a small amount of the potion into the vial, sealed and labled it then gave it to Severus. He took it to his desk and set it carefully in the rack meant to hold vials of potions. Snape guestured at the door and nearly pushed Harry through it.
"Well... it's nice to see that you are capable of brewing something... although it leads me to wonder why you can't do so well in my class?" Snape said, his eyebrow arched in question.
"You see si- Severus, I'm really not all that bad at Potions," Harry started. Severus snorted softly but Harry continued. "I've been able to brew a proper potion when... certain people aren't there."
"Certain people?" The question in his voice was clear. Harry was going to have to elaborate, but how to tell Severus that Malfoy'd been... ruining his potions if Severus hadn't seen it? It'd sound like he was making excuses which he wasn't.
"Yes. I... I've been able to brew a proper potion when... Malfoy wasn't around me. For example, last class session. Malfoy and his... go-- friends were on the other side of the room from me and I was able to brew it properly wasn't I?" Harry said in a rush. He truely wanted Severus to understand him, to know that he wasn't just slacking off or anything. He'd managed to not call Crabbe and Goyle Malfoy's goons but it was close. He didn't think telling the Head of their House that he thought they were goons wouldn't be a good thing.
He saw Severus' eyes narrow dangerously and said hastily, "I'll prove it to you if you'd like, in our next Double Potions class." Severus didn't respond for a moment but then nodded his head slightly. His lips were narrowed and he looked rather like Aunt Petunia when he did that. At least he wasn't biting Harry's head off, for which he was very grateful. He glanced at the time and jumped to his feet. It was nearly ten fifty five and he needed to get to bed.
"Severus? May I go now?" Harry asked. Severus nodded and as Harry went to the door he said, "And outside of these rooms you're to call me Professor or sir again. Understood?" Harry nodded and ran out the door and back up to the Gryffindor Tower. He climbed the stairs to his dorm and fell into the bed, the last thing on his mind as he drifted off to sleep was Severus. Why had he been so... nice?
A/N: This seems to be a bad place to end it but he's going to bed and will undoubtably be questioned in the morning! Hope you liked it! I know it's ooc but hey... not everything will be in character! so sorry!
A/N: I've had many people complain that Sev is too OOC... well I have a reason for it, and I do understand if people don't feel comfortable with the version I have here... I'm having to make him a little OOC cuz normally in the books Snape'd not be seen dead with Harry so... he's gonna be a little OOC... can't help it! I'm trying to get him and Harry to relax and they won't with Sev constantly using his acidic wit... and for Serena yes I have read all five books... If you read what I've written above you will understand a little bit more about it. Now... on with the chapter!
Chapter Five
Harry and Severus sat on the couch for a while. Harry was staring around him and Severus had the most unusual look on his face. He looked rather like he'd swallowed a lemon whole or something.
"Um... si-Severus?" Harry said cautiously. Severus turned his ebon eyes on Harry but didn't respond. He had a certain fire in his eyes that made Harry nervous. He was looking at Harry like he used to, with hate in his eyes. Yes, it definately made Harry nervous. "Should we start my lesson?" Harry asked, his voice quavering a little.
Severus didn't answer, merely rose to his feet and with a swirl of his cape led the way into his private lab. "Touch nothing. This is my private lab and I have things brewing that are to delicate to disturb. If you do disturb one I will hold you personally responsible. Understand?" Severus says, his voice like velvet still but like a velvet glove that is covering a clawed hand. There's an emotion there that Harry can't interperate. Was he mad at him? Was he regretting his openness earlier? Harry didn't know and wasn't sure he wanted to ask. Severus paced to an empty cauldron and stood next to it, waiting for Harry to catch up. "We'll be brewing the Dreamless Sleep potion. Get out your book and turn to page 196 for instructions. I'm to... correct you when you make a mistake. Hopefully you are bright enough to learn from your mistakes?" Severus said with a slight bit of venom in his voice and a smirk on his face. Harry blushed a deep crimson but he did as he was instructed to do.
He was a little confused at Severus's demeanor but figured it'd be hard for the professor to open up to anyone for a long period of time. He just hoped that they'd be able to get through the potions without sniping at one another. He didn't really like Snape but he was willing to put aside old grudges. He was growing up after all and it seemed a little childish to keep holding onto a grudge so hard that nothing could diminish it.
He went to the class stores of potion ingredients right outside the door and brought back the required ones. He lay them on the table and precisely chopped them into the slivers they're supposed to be for the potion. He propped the book open on the table and started adding ingredients, paying close attention to the instructions. He was fairly confident that since Malfoy wasn't here it wouldn't be so hard to do it properly, even though Severus was staring daggers in his back. He knew that Severus was watching for the slightest mistake and was determined to make none. He put the ingredients in the cauldron in the order it called for them and stirred when required. After about fourty five minutes the potion was ready to be bottled and tested. He very carefully took the vial Severus handed him and ladled a small amount of the potion into the vial, sealed and labled it then gave it to Severus. He took it to his desk and set it carefully in the rack meant to hold vials of potions. Snape guestured at the door and nearly pushed Harry through it.
"Well... it's nice to see that you are capable of brewing something... although it leads me to wonder why you can't do so well in my class?" Snape said, his eyebrow arched in question.
"You see si- Severus, I'm really not all that bad at Potions," Harry started. Severus snorted softly but Harry continued. "I've been able to brew a proper potion when... certain people aren't there."
"Certain people?" The question in his voice was clear. Harry was going to have to elaborate, but how to tell Severus that Malfoy'd been... ruining his potions if Severus hadn't seen it? It'd sound like he was making excuses which he wasn't.
"Yes. I... I've been able to brew a proper potion when... Malfoy wasn't around me. For example, last class session. Malfoy and his... go-- friends were on the other side of the room from me and I was able to brew it properly wasn't I?" Harry said in a rush. He truely wanted Severus to understand him, to know that he wasn't just slacking off or anything. He'd managed to not call Crabbe and Goyle Malfoy's goons but it was close. He didn't think telling the Head of their House that he thought they were goons wouldn't be a good thing.
He saw Severus' eyes narrow dangerously and said hastily, "I'll prove it to you if you'd like, in our next Double Potions class." Severus didn't respond for a moment but then nodded his head slightly. His lips were narrowed and he looked rather like Aunt Petunia when he did that. At least he wasn't biting Harry's head off, for which he was very grateful. He glanced at the time and jumped to his feet. It was nearly ten fifty five and he needed to get to bed.
"Severus? May I go now?" Harry asked. Severus nodded and as Harry went to the door he said, "And outside of these rooms you're to call me Professor or sir again. Understood?" Harry nodded and ran out the door and back up to the Gryffindor Tower. He climbed the stairs to his dorm and fell into the bed, the last thing on his mind as he drifted off to sleep was Severus. Why had he been so... nice?
A/N: This seems to be a bad place to end it but he's going to bed and will undoubtably be questioned in the morning! Hope you liked it! I know it's ooc but hey... not everything will be in character! so sorry!