Fill The Void
Chapter 4
The halls of Hogwarts seemed darker than usual as Harry walked towards the dungeons. He was late to his first potions class with Severus as his friend. Of course, it was more like a piece of parchment was his friend.
He walked into the open door of the potion's lab quietly. No Professor Snape. But Harry was sure the Slytherin's would tattle on him. But in fact, only Hermione looked up when he sat down next to her.
Looking up at the chalkboard, he saw the potion ingredients listed there. Nothing different there.
But everyone was working hard, with no talking at all. Not even a whisper.
Harry pulled out the parchment Severus had given him.
Where are you?
You're late.
Sorry.
I'm still in the classroom.
Where?
You can't see me?
Harry looked around again.
No.
That's because I'm invisible.
Trying to scare us?
It's working, isn't it?
You fiend. You're scaring them into submission.
Tsk tsk. You act surprised.
Can't you just be nice?
No. Why aren't you working?
You don't want to talk to me?
Insufferable brat, get to work.
Yes Sevvie…
Detention.
Wha?
No nicknames.
Harry sighed, put away the parchment and got to work on the potion.
An hour later, everyone was packing up to go to dinner but Harry was still working on his potion.
"Class dismissed," called out Snape, who was apparently still invisible. Harry ignored him and kept working as Hermione placed her vial of potion on Snape's desk and left.
"Mr. Potter," called Severus's icy voice.
"Yes, Professor?" replied Harry.
"Not going to dinner?"
"Have to finish, sir," Harry answered as he added lizard extract.
"Very well. How much longer?"
"About fifteen minutes and then I'll be done, professor," Harry replied in a monotone.
"Very good," said his professor.
"I won't be long," called Harry as the door to the Potion's lab closed, apparently leaving him alone.
As soon as Harry was sure Severus had to be well into dinner, he grabbed his pants, squeezed and came violently in his pants.
"Why does he do this to me?" Harry whispered into his cauldron. His black hair framed his face but the tears still dripped down his nose and into the cauldron. He didn't seem to notice.
"You're going to ruin your potion, Mr. Potter," whispered a velvety voice behind him. Harry's eyes went wide. "And my, my…do you always do such things when people are supposedly not around?" Harry froze.
"Still invisible?" Harry asked, hoping to god he was only being delusional.
Instead of an answer, he felt warm breath on his neck. "Keep stirring. You're going to make it explode if you don't follow my directions. Understand?"
Harry nodded, gulping audibly. But now all his attention was focused on the breath on his neck. It drove him nuts, making it hard to concentrate on Snape's instructions.
"Turn three times clockwise…" All the instructions melded together so Harry was responding but not really listening.
At a crucial time in the instruction, Severus leant down closer to check on Harry's potion. His silky black hair tickled the boy's neck, sending a twitch through his entire body. The potion gurgled unhappily and let out a smoke as the turning took a wrong direction. The smoke landed on the invisible man and the boy and they both fell to the ground.
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Severus tried to get up and off of Harry but realized he couldn't.
He wasn't even on Harry. He was on his own couch. He recognized the plush, velvet material. In his private chambers no less. But where was Harry? What happened to the potion?
He heard voices outside of his living room, where he was currently laying down. In the hallway that connected to his bathroom.
"What did you do to him?"
That was Draco's voice. What was Draco doing here?
It hit him in the head. Draco knew the password to his private chambers.
But the voice was talking again.
"What happened?"
"I don't know, Draco," whispered Harry, barely audible from where Severus lay.
"Yes, you do, Harry! You're just not telling me. You were panicked when you got me of all people for help. We should have taken him up to the infirmary. Madame Pomfrey would know what to do for his blasted nightmares!" Draco retorted furiously.
"You know he would hate that!" relied Harry hastily. "He hates Madame Pomfrey and he would hate waking up there. You are so stupid!" Harry's voice would still be considered a whisper but his voice was deadly.
Severus thought he had better stop this. "Oh, children!" he called sarcastically. "Could you bring me a glass of water?"
Two heads popped out of the hallway.
"Sure thing, Uncle Sev," answered Draco uncertainly. Wondering how much his godfather had heard, he drifted down the hall to the bathroom but shot Harry one final, nasty look.
Despite the sore spots that still nestled in his throat, Severus managed to croak out something that sounded like brat. Harry couldn't be sure.
Harry was quiet for a minute, then said cautiously, "I didn't tell him what happened with the potion, Professor. I swear."
Looking Harry in the eye Severus shot back, "There is nothing to say." His voice was soft and raspy but his expression was cold.
Blinking a little, Harry hadn't been expecting such an unfriendly gesture. He blinked again, this time to stop the tears. Harry ducked his head back into the hallway and run for the bathroom just as Draco came out.
Draco took one look as the door slammed shut and walked to Severus.
"What did you do?" asked Draco, his voice was deadly. A protective glint shown keenly in his eye.
Severus was speechless. Why was he scared of Draco?
"He had better be okay!" Draco yelled suddenly as Severus sat in shock.
Draco ran to the bathroom door and knocked gently. "It's me, Harry," he said kindly.
There was a pause, then a click and Draco walked into the bathroom.