Disclamier: I do not own any of these characters.
A/N: As of book 6 this story is AU. I am, however, trying to keep it close to canon.
" Severus, you are not well. I'll take you to Poppy." Minerva said firmly, and Severus knew there was no room for arugement.
"Fine". He relented.
Minerva smiled. For once she hadn't had to argue to get her way. Of course, Severus wasen't in the best state of mind at the moment.
" Do you think you can walk, Severus?" Minerva asked, aiding the man in sitting up. She noticed that his slender hands weren't hurt at all. She knew, of course why. His hands were needed to make you-know-who's potions. His bony hands were now gripping his chest tightly and he was biteing his lip.
" Severus, what's wrong?" Minerva asked, concerned.
" I think a rib was broken." Snape replied, breathing slower.
Forget walking. He was in no shape. Taking out her wand(oak, 11 inches, uncicorn hair, perfect for Transfiguration) the professor conjured a strecher.
" Minerva, that's not necessary." Snape said, eyeing the floating thing, with mistrust.
Mineva gave him a look.
" Yes it is, Severus. Just sit on it." She helped him sit down, and waving her wand, Minerva began walking towards the hospital wing, Severus in tow.
A/N: End of Chapter 2. Sorry for taking so long to update. I have almost finished writting this story. It is very long. Thanks to my reviewers! Chapter 3 coming soon. I have already written it. It is entitled Diffcult Patient, and here is a preview:
" Severus!" Minerva shook the man, resulting in a groan. She shook him again, harder. It worked. His eyes snapped opened, and he sent a weak glare her way.
That's just to give you a taste of what's to come. Enjoy! As always read, relax, review! Again, I am sorry for taking so long to update. I hope that the fact that I have almost finished writting the story will console you.