Brat
"You imbecile of a BRAT!" Was the last thing I heard before I passed out.
'What happened?' Was the first thought that managed to clear the fog in my mind 'Where am I?' I figured out the answer to the second question soon enough, the sterile scent of the hospital wing filled my nostrils. 'I still don't know what happened…' Was the next thought, and unbeknownst to me the one with the answer to that question was standing at my bedside, black eyes glaring daggers as usual.
I finally opened my eyes, and after some struggle I got accustomed to the light and then I saw him, his menacing yet (at least in my opinion) sexy presence – not that I would Ever admit that out loud.
"Professor?"
"Potter," The tone of his voice sent chills down my spine "you imbecile! You could have gotten us all killed!"
"Uh…" Yes very intelligent answer I know, but it was all I could say before he continued.
"Why you're in my class is beyond me, because NEWT level potions are obviously beyond you." He opened his mouth to continue ranting but I got the guts together to finally cut him off, yes I there is a reason why I'm a Griffindor after all.
"Professor, what happened?"
He stared me right in the eyes then said; "You brat blew up another cauldron in MY class!"
Then it all came back to me, it wasn't my fault I got sabotaged yet again! I growled deep in my throat then went to speak my mind but I was cut off before I could utter a sound my breath caught in my throat. 'What the…' Then he spoke, tears shining in his eyes "You could have died Harry."
I sat up and pulled him in a hug, then smiled lightly running my fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry for worrying you Severus." I kissed his forehead, then his nose and finally his lips.
"Just don't do it again, you brat."