L'Enfant Préoccupé Chapter Four - "Marks"
-Author's Note- Wow, I really should stop writing these stories so late at night. I don't think that they make much sense! I hope everyone who is reading this story is enjoying it. I'm enjoying writing it. When I start writing each chapter, I don't know what it will turn into.OKAY, now I'll get to the point of this note.I need a BETA!!!!! If anyone is interested, let me know in a review, or e-mail me at duffys88@hotmail.com . I will be reading everyone's resume to see which one of you is the best candidate! THANK YOU!
RoseRed
Severus woke the next morning in the same manor he usually did when he had drunken himself into a stupor. He would slowly roll out of bed, magically clean up any spilled liquor, dress, shower and somehow just make it to his next class without breakfast. Today, however, was different. Severus found himself in his own bed, with the covers drawn. He certainly didn't remember getting there. He scrambled out of his sleeping quarters to check the rest of his meager dungeon home for any damage, all he found was what looked like a hastily scribbled noted,
Professor Snape,
Please give me a reason to have to come back down here and talk to you tonight. A detention in class wouldn't make anyone suspect anything. I'll be sure to break something. I must speak with you.
Sincerely,
H. Potter
Severus realized it must have been Harry who had gotten him into bed. 'Must have levitated me.' Severus thought, 'I really must have been drunk.' With that he quickly made his way into his large blue and gold bathroom. Not the Slytherin colors, but Severus Snape colors. Severus took a short shower, and magically dried himself.
Arriving late to breakfast, as expected, Severus took his usual seat next to Dumbledore, who was currently having an animated conversation with Professor Sprout about the growing conditions of Rebellious Plantious. Choosing to find something else to at least keep his mind entertained, Severus scanned the Great Hall for some sign of any reason to glare at a student. He found many. His thoughts quickly turned back to Harry when he saw the young man enter. Harry looked sheepishly towards the staff table at Severus, both men glanced quickly away. Neither of them needed to say a word to each other until the detention Severus would have to give him. It didn't matter that he couldn't think of a way to approach the subject with Harry, if Harry wanted to talk about it, he had no choice.
The rest of Harry's morning leading up to potions passed slowly. So far, he had managed to lose points in everyone of his classes, except for Hagrid's. Harry had all of Gryffindor glaring, and all of Slytherin laughing. Oh yes, it was going to be a great day.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione made their way slowly down to the dungeons. Harry was getting strange looks from his companions as he tried to quicken their pace. When the trio finally did arrive everyone else had already taken their seats. "Minus ten points apiece from Gryffindor." Severus said. There, he had gotten rid of a need for Harry to blow something up. It could be Severus that ended up stuck to a wall if Harry's mind was in deed as distracted as Severus guessed it was. "Weasly, detention at six. Granger, detention at seven. Potter, detention at eight." Severus could see the confusion on Ron and Hermione's faces when he had not given them detentions together. Severus didn't care, it wasn't in his job description to care.
All through the class, Severus's mind drifted in and out of thoughts about Harry. He even found himself reliving Harry's memory of the rape. Severus was starting to feel absolutely crazy, after all, why should he have to think about Harry this much?
Severus's thoughts were interrupted when he felt the all to familiar burning on his forearm. He didn't need to look to know that it was glowing a bright, angry red. He, to the joy and relief of the students who were currently screwing up their potions, dismissed the class twenty minutes early. Severus left a quick note for Albus with a house-elf, and flooed his way to The Dark Lord.
-Author's Note- Wow, I really should stop writing these stories so late at night. I don't think that they make much sense! I hope everyone who is reading this story is enjoying it. I'm enjoying writing it. When I start writing each chapter, I don't know what it will turn into.OKAY, now I'll get to the point of this note.I need a BETA!!!!! If anyone is interested, let me know in a review, or e-mail me at duffys88@hotmail.com . I will be reading everyone's resume to see which one of you is the best candidate! THANK YOU!
RoseRed
Severus woke the next morning in the same manor he usually did when he had drunken himself into a stupor. He would slowly roll out of bed, magically clean up any spilled liquor, dress, shower and somehow just make it to his next class without breakfast. Today, however, was different. Severus found himself in his own bed, with the covers drawn. He certainly didn't remember getting there. He scrambled out of his sleeping quarters to check the rest of his meager dungeon home for any damage, all he found was what looked like a hastily scribbled noted,
Professor Snape,
Please give me a reason to have to come back down here and talk to you tonight. A detention in class wouldn't make anyone suspect anything. I'll be sure to break something. I must speak with you.
Sincerely,
H. Potter
Severus realized it must have been Harry who had gotten him into bed. 'Must have levitated me.' Severus thought, 'I really must have been drunk.' With that he quickly made his way into his large blue and gold bathroom. Not the Slytherin colors, but Severus Snape colors. Severus took a short shower, and magically dried himself.
Arriving late to breakfast, as expected, Severus took his usual seat next to Dumbledore, who was currently having an animated conversation with Professor Sprout about the growing conditions of Rebellious Plantious. Choosing to find something else to at least keep his mind entertained, Severus scanned the Great Hall for some sign of any reason to glare at a student. He found many. His thoughts quickly turned back to Harry when he saw the young man enter. Harry looked sheepishly towards the staff table at Severus, both men glanced quickly away. Neither of them needed to say a word to each other until the detention Severus would have to give him. It didn't matter that he couldn't think of a way to approach the subject with Harry, if Harry wanted to talk about it, he had no choice.
The rest of Harry's morning leading up to potions passed slowly. So far, he had managed to lose points in everyone of his classes, except for Hagrid's. Harry had all of Gryffindor glaring, and all of Slytherin laughing. Oh yes, it was going to be a great day.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione made their way slowly down to the dungeons. Harry was getting strange looks from his companions as he tried to quicken their pace. When the trio finally did arrive everyone else had already taken their seats. "Minus ten points apiece from Gryffindor." Severus said. There, he had gotten rid of a need for Harry to blow something up. It could be Severus that ended up stuck to a wall if Harry's mind was in deed as distracted as Severus guessed it was. "Weasly, detention at six. Granger, detention at seven. Potter, detention at eight." Severus could see the confusion on Ron and Hermione's faces when he had not given them detentions together. Severus didn't care, it wasn't in his job description to care.
All through the class, Severus's mind drifted in and out of thoughts about Harry. He even found himself reliving Harry's memory of the rape. Severus was starting to feel absolutely crazy, after all, why should he have to think about Harry this much?
Severus's thoughts were interrupted when he felt the all to familiar burning on his forearm. He didn't need to look to know that it was glowing a bright, angry red. He, to the joy and relief of the students who were currently screwing up their potions, dismissed the class twenty minutes early. Severus left a quick note for Albus with a house-elf, and flooed his way to The Dark Lord.