A/N:
AGAIN I've been a sorry excuse for an author delaying this part so long, but hey I don't even get why you like this, I was going to delete it, but then you all review so now I feel more or less obligated to write, but I'll keep on just for you (and the reviews of course!).
And I know it's short but hey it's something okey!
Summary: Ron becomes deaf as a result of the war, Snape is sent in to help him, will friendship blossom or maybe stronger feelings can grow in the shadows of hate?
Pairings: SS/RW BW/NL more to come
Warnings: SLASH, MPREG, really bad language and slight self harm.
Not you're cup? Well bugger of then!
Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter! I don't own Harry Potter or any character from JKR's books about said character!
The title to this chapter is borrowed from Backyard Babies!
End Disclaimer!
Please keep in mind that English is not my first language!
Those who like AWSWJ say thanks to my wonderful muse the real Bulisen!
Angel With The Scabbed Wings, Jaded
Chapter III: Strange Kind Of Attitude
Almost akin too fear, keyword being almost. Severus would never sink too a low level so low that he actually was scared of a Weasley! How dared that prat try to intimidate Him, Severus Snape!
With a quick flick of his wand he had Ron in a full body bind, which made the struggling red-head fall too the floor with a thump covered in nice thick ropes from head to toe.
"Mr Weasley I highly suggest you control your temper." He said with a snarl after casting 'orare littera' making every word he said writing itself out in the air in front of Ron. "I will not have my student behave as a temper-throwing three year old! " After stepping over Ron he couldn't decide whether to laugh or become sick when noticing the orange walls.
Turing back too Ron he sighed when saw that his 'student' was still struggling. Looking about the room again and not seeing any adequate places for sitting he conjured a chair and sat down, waiting for Ron to become still or tire himself out. After a while he started to tap his fingers against his thigh and tried without success to stifle a yawn.
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An hour later Ron had still not stopped wriggling on the floor and his attempts didn't seem to weaken anytime soon. Severus dozed in his big but slightly uncomfortable chair, waking every other minute at the sound of his own snores.
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Three hours later Ron still fought his binds though with less fire then before but not anywhere near giving up, he had stared screaming earlier earning himself a nice polka dotted gag. Severus had made a bed out of the chair and then conjured himself a nice fluffy pillow. He didn't sleep but lay on his side resting and waiting for Ron to tire himself out, because Severus was sure by not that the prat would not give up, a thing which he usually admired in a person, that is when it didn't disturb his nightly rest.
Ron twisted and jerked at the ropes and Severus knew the boy would have many burn marks in the morning, he would also have a very sore throat from screaming, Ron kept on trying to scream even with the gag and the sound that escaped was quickly giving Severus a headache.
It was going to be a long night…