Title - I Love You, Severus Snape

Author - Me

Disclaimer - I own Me, Tiegha owns She, JKR owns Harry Potter universe.

Chapter - 5

Summery- Its Sun. My Birthday is Tues. I've been in the Hospital wing since Saturday night when I blacked out.

Author's Notes - *raises right hand and touches 'Truly Madly Deeply with left* I solemly swear on Mr. Alan Rickman that I will update as often as possible.

To Reveiwers- Queen of Zan: You are not rude! Okay? Its better to get these kinda things out. I bottle alot of junk inside me and it leads me know- where. I'm glad you said something. Anyhow, I DO have a spell-cheaker, just, sometimes I'm in such a rush that I forget to use it. I will try more often though. Thanks for the compliment (about the story line)

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I rolled over onto my back, then back onto my stocmach, then back onto my back. "Make up your bloody mind." I heard Snape wisper. He can be so creul. I threw a pillow at him. It hit him right in his big 'bloody' nose that he should keep out of others 'bloody' bussness.

He threw it back at me. I took this aportunity to have a bit of fun. I picked up a pillow and threw it at him whilst saying (rather loudly) the words "PILLOW FIGHT!!!!!!"

Snape threw the pillow at me and stood up. "Are you hungrey?" He asked. I nodded. "Poppy, can we have some lunch?" Snape called to the door that lead to the room Madam Pomfrey was in. I rolled my eyes. Snape could've conjured something instead of bothering madam Pomfrey who was with a paintent. How Rude!!

Madam Pomfrey poked her head out and nodded saying "You get your own lunch" then she dissapeared back into the room. I sat up fluffing to pillows I had behind me. "Right." Snape waved his wand and a plate full of.. cucumber sandwitches appeared on my bedside table. Cucumber.. yuck. I like Veggies, but not on sandwitches. Oh well, theres a frist time for everything. Snape also coungered up some Orange Juice. What a combination...

I reached for a sandwitch at the same time as Snape. For the same sandwitch. Snape grumbled and pulled his hand away. "Why do I have to be stuck here?" He muttered to himself. I smirked taking a bite and saying (after I swallowed) "A simple apology and you can be on your way. In fact, I feel fine." I know it was far from the truth but still.

"You have to stay here until your better. Fine doesn't cut it." Snape said, grabbing a sandwitch. "Ya know, I hate it when people want things to be perfect. It makes me want to yell because my faimly has never been perfect. My Birthday is the day after tomarrow and my grandmother sends me a 5$ cheak I can't use, and the excat same birthday Card she gave me last year! Word. For. Word. EVERYONE on my dad's side is dropping dead, one by one! My mom's side doesn't even know who the hell I am! My Aunts and Uncles eaither have Cancer or some sort of Syndrom. And I've got a best friend who doesn't spend 5 minutes with me compared to the 5 hours She'd rather spend with Malfoy! I bet Tiegha doesn't even know its my birthday tuesday!" I was yelling. I didn't mean to. "So fine will just have to do!" I stood up getting ready to leave when Snape stood. I'm 5'3 without any shoes, compare that to the 6'4 Snape is and the rabid dog look on his face, you can only imagine how scared I was.

"Listen here, Runt!" Snape said, basically pinning me to the bed. I was shaking, thats how scared I was. "You should apriciate your life, no matter how crummy and low it is because things could be worse. I was told to watch you and that is precisly what I am going to do! You WILL stay in this Wing until you have made a FULL recovery! Do you understand me?" He spat. My mouth moved but no words came out. It took me a few seconds to get the words "Yes Sir." Out.

Snape went back to his chair. I couldn't stop shaking. I really couldn't. Then Tiegha walked in. "Hey Chey, I heard about your head. How'd it happen?" She walked right up to my bedside. I was totally stunned. I was numb in every inch of my body and I was still shaking with fright. I swalled (rather hard) and turned to Tiegha, whilst plastering a fake smile on my face.

"I..I... ran into...a.. a... closed door." I lied. Tiegha touched the bandage on my head gentle. "Ouch. How'd you run into a closed door?" Tiegha asked. "I..er.. was so very tired after Detention.." I kept thinking then added quickly "Which went okay, it wasn't tourture." Snape looked up as I continued with my fairy tale "And I was a little dizzy and I tripped over my own two feet and I feel face first into a door...that just happened to be closed." I shruged.

Tiegha tapped my nose with her finger "Silly girl, you're always so clumzy." What gotton into Tiegha? Wait, I don't want to know. Thinking about Draco and Tiegha, I REALLY didn't want to know. Tiegha smiled and handed me a sketch pad and a box of clored Penciles with an eraser. "Thanks" I said. I love to draw. This is so perfect.

"Whats Snape doing here?" Tiegha asked. I bit my bottom lip, then said "He.. he.. brought me lunch and since Madam Pomfrey is Busy he.. he...voulenteered to take care of me." Tiegha looked sceptical "Voulenteered?" She asked. "Well, Dumbledored thought it was a good Idea so..so.. Snape decided to do it." I nodded agreeing with myself. Teigha shrugged. "Well, I've got to go, me and Draco are Skinny- I mean were going swiming in a small spot not to far from Hogsmead." Tiegha started for the door, I rolled onto my stomach when I heard Snape say "Miss Cote, Wait up a second please."

This was intresting.

"Yes Professor?" Tiegha asked.

Snape wisphered while he talk to Tiegha -

"You know Miss Cote, your Best Friend's birthday is comming up the 27th, and the way I see things you havn't done anything. Either you are very mean or you are insenseitive and forgot. Friends should not forget others Birthdays. Its rather humiliateing and I do hope you get her something...nice." I could tell he was discusted at the word 'nice' but..

How sweet anyways. "Yes Sir." Tiegha said.

I could hear her footsteps as she left down the hall.

"You lied. Therefore proveing your title as a Liar" Snape said smirking, crossing his arms and sitting down.

Under my breath I muttered (So he couldn't here) "And you just did something nice, proving that you are not a bastard, as much as people think you are."

"What was that?"

"Nothing.".