A/N poor grammar ans some spelling mistakes. I'll try to do something to them. English isn't my first language after all.
Disclaimer: These are not mine and all of that. Thanks for the nice playthings anyway ;)
Harry was waiting in the corridor, when Snape came down from the Hall. He opened the office door and walked in waiting Harry to follow him. Harry felt himself nervous and for some reason, cheated. He had just been going out, he hadn't even answered to Draco's mocking. But would Snape believe him? He didn't believe so.
Snape stepped in to his office and sat on the chair behind his desk. He pointed Harry to sit in front of it and said, "And now Potter, tell me what happened there?" "Why should I? You wouldn't believe me anyway," he answered bitterly before he could stop himself. When the words escaped his mouth he was sure he would be taken points off from the lack of obedience. Instead he heard something that took him by surprise.
"Humor me Potter, and tell your version of that incident," said Snape with cold voice. 'Who was this man who seemed to be really interested what happened,' Harry thought. Snape had been acting like Harry didn't exist after that Pensieve-night and now he was willingly talking to him. Harry decided to tell te truth just as it was.
"I came down from the stairs to go out. When I reached the Entrance Hall I met Malfoy and his.. erm.. friends," he started cautiously. Snape was studying his face closely, like he was trying to see if Harry told truth. 'And he propably is!' thought Harry remembering the first time when Snape has told him about Legilimency. Well, Harry knew he was telling the truth.
"When we reached each other Malfoy treatened to kill me," Harry said simply. 'Oh that is what he said. Sounds just like a Malfoy' thought Snape who hadn't heard the words but knew his Slytherins well enought to believe this.
"And what did you do?" Snape asked with dangerously silky voice.
"I reached for my wand," Harry answered. He realised that saying this may not be vice but he was going to tell the story, the whole story.
"So, you admit that you were going to start a fight?" Snape asked triumphantly. This was more he could have been waiting for, Potter-boy starting a fight and admitting it willingly.
"No," said Harry quickly and added, "I was merely readying my wand to defend myself. It was not enought thought," he said sadly. "He cast expelliarmus on me before I could do anything, literally."
"Fool," Snape said coldly but somehow his voice lacked the usual sharpness. He had seen too well his own worst memory played over. And worst of all, it had been the Potter-boy who hadn been in the place of himself. Potter had noticed it too, he was quite sure about that.
"You should have attacked straight away, not wait that they can do what they want," he said to Potter who couldn't believe his ears. Who was this Snape telling him some tactics in a fight. The it dawned to him what he was after.
"Why? So you could have judged me as my father. Something you have conveniently done these five years," Harry started with some bitterness in his voice. He knew he shouldn't be ranting to Snape but then again, why should he care. "Have you ever give a thought for the fact that I didn't ever get to know my father nor my mother for that matter. I didn't even know I was a wizard before I got that letter five years ago."
"Enought!" said Snape with an odd look on his face. He was raged for the way Potter was accusing him but the story also interested him. He didn't want to admit it to himself but seeing Harry in such situation, bringing back some memories from his bullied schoollife, had melted some of the ice that had frozen his attitude towards Potter since that pensieve-incident.
"Tell me what happened after that expelliarmus you said Malfoy was using," he commanded brushing his thirst to know Harrys story aside. He had seen what had happened but hadn't heard comments.
"I was thrown to wall, without my wand," Harry told. trying to calm himself. "Then Draco said some insults and without thinking I tried to attack to him with bare hands. Couldn't do much, Grabbe and Goyle grapped me before I could do anything." Harry knew Snape could accuse him for a williness to attack. But he didn't want to tell the reason. Not to Snape at least. Snape would be the first person to celebrate the death of Sirius.
"That was plainly stupid," he said. And Potter wasn't that stupid he added to himself. Potter, who had confronted The Dark Lord a few time and came back alive, wasn't a person to attack blindly and barehandedly to three wizards who happened to prefer him dead. "Just tell me how he insulted you?"
"Why would you care?" asked Harry challengingly. "You just want to see how many point's you can take from me. Have you noticed that Gryffindors don't have any? Thanks to that Inquisitorial squad."
Snape could clearly hear the bitterness in Harry's voice. Well, another approach. "Let's assume I'm really interested to know what really happened. Tell me what he said," he said with a demanding voice.
Harry sat quietly a few moments. Snape could see this wasn't easy on him. What on earth would that have been. Then he sighted and said:
"He.. he taunted me not being so brave without my friends.. dogging around me," he managed to say. Snape wondered what could have so bad in this insult when Harry continued "He laughed at Sirius's death." Then he was quiet. He looked at the desk, waiting Snape to say something from the idiocity to attack based on so lame insult.
Disclaimer: These are not mine and all of that. Thanks for the nice playthings anyway ;)
Harry was waiting in the corridor, when Snape came down from the Hall. He opened the office door and walked in waiting Harry to follow him. Harry felt himself nervous and for some reason, cheated. He had just been going out, he hadn't even answered to Draco's mocking. But would Snape believe him? He didn't believe so.
Snape stepped in to his office and sat on the chair behind his desk. He pointed Harry to sit in front of it and said, "And now Potter, tell me what happened there?" "Why should I? You wouldn't believe me anyway," he answered bitterly before he could stop himself. When the words escaped his mouth he was sure he would be taken points off from the lack of obedience. Instead he heard something that took him by surprise.
"Humor me Potter, and tell your version of that incident," said Snape with cold voice. 'Who was this man who seemed to be really interested what happened,' Harry thought. Snape had been acting like Harry didn't exist after that Pensieve-night and now he was willingly talking to him. Harry decided to tell te truth just as it was.
"I came down from the stairs to go out. When I reached the Entrance Hall I met Malfoy and his.. erm.. friends," he started cautiously. Snape was studying his face closely, like he was trying to see if Harry told truth. 'And he propably is!' thought Harry remembering the first time when Snape has told him about Legilimency. Well, Harry knew he was telling the truth.
"When we reached each other Malfoy treatened to kill me," Harry said simply. 'Oh that is what he said. Sounds just like a Malfoy' thought Snape who hadn't heard the words but knew his Slytherins well enought to believe this.
"And what did you do?" Snape asked with dangerously silky voice.
"I reached for my wand," Harry answered. He realised that saying this may not be vice but he was going to tell the story, the whole story.
"So, you admit that you were going to start a fight?" Snape asked triumphantly. This was more he could have been waiting for, Potter-boy starting a fight and admitting it willingly.
"No," said Harry quickly and added, "I was merely readying my wand to defend myself. It was not enought thought," he said sadly. "He cast expelliarmus on me before I could do anything, literally."
"Fool," Snape said coldly but somehow his voice lacked the usual sharpness. He had seen too well his own worst memory played over. And worst of all, it had been the Potter-boy who hadn been in the place of himself. Potter had noticed it too, he was quite sure about that.
"You should have attacked straight away, not wait that they can do what they want," he said to Potter who couldn't believe his ears. Who was this Snape telling him some tactics in a fight. The it dawned to him what he was after.
"Why? So you could have judged me as my father. Something you have conveniently done these five years," Harry started with some bitterness in his voice. He knew he shouldn't be ranting to Snape but then again, why should he care. "Have you ever give a thought for the fact that I didn't ever get to know my father nor my mother for that matter. I didn't even know I was a wizard before I got that letter five years ago."
"Enought!" said Snape with an odd look on his face. He was raged for the way Potter was accusing him but the story also interested him. He didn't want to admit it to himself but seeing Harry in such situation, bringing back some memories from his bullied schoollife, had melted some of the ice that had frozen his attitude towards Potter since that pensieve-incident.
"Tell me what happened after that expelliarmus you said Malfoy was using," he commanded brushing his thirst to know Harrys story aside. He had seen what had happened but hadn't heard comments.
"I was thrown to wall, without my wand," Harry told. trying to calm himself. "Then Draco said some insults and without thinking I tried to attack to him with bare hands. Couldn't do much, Grabbe and Goyle grapped me before I could do anything." Harry knew Snape could accuse him for a williness to attack. But he didn't want to tell the reason. Not to Snape at least. Snape would be the first person to celebrate the death of Sirius.
"That was plainly stupid," he said. And Potter wasn't that stupid he added to himself. Potter, who had confronted The Dark Lord a few time and came back alive, wasn't a person to attack blindly and barehandedly to three wizards who happened to prefer him dead. "Just tell me how he insulted you?"
"Why would you care?" asked Harry challengingly. "You just want to see how many point's you can take from me. Have you noticed that Gryffindors don't have any? Thanks to that Inquisitorial squad."
Snape could clearly hear the bitterness in Harry's voice. Well, another approach. "Let's assume I'm really interested to know what really happened. Tell me what he said," he said with a demanding voice.
Harry sat quietly a few moments. Snape could see this wasn't easy on him. What on earth would that have been. Then he sighted and said:
"He.. he taunted me not being so brave without my friends.. dogging around me," he managed to say. Snape wondered what could have so bad in this insult when Harry continued "He laughed at Sirius's death." Then he was quiet. He looked at the desk, waiting Snape to say something from the idiocity to attack based on so lame insult.