Severus's eyes flashed dangerously, what kind of sick joke was that? Coming into his office at that time of night, when they should be in his common rooms, and pulling a prank on him of such magnitude. Potter would never be his child, first of all because he would know if he had had a child with someone else. And second, that arrogant and smug brat was not his son. He was the son of James Potter and with one look at the boy you knew who his father was. The savior of the magical world had to be the son of the great James Potter, he couldn't be the son of the Death Eater and a follower of the dark lord. He snapped back to reality when he noticed his goddaughter calling out to him.

" teacher? "tentatively called the child

Severus fixed his gaze on him, Draco swallowed. Snape looked whiter than usual, and his gaze was colder and more evil on him. Maybe it hadn't been a good idea to say anything to her.

"May I know why they decided to come play a prank on me instead of being in his common rooms?" Snape asked quietly from his desk.

Draco began to play nervously with the sleeves of his robe, Hermione replied

"It's not a joke, sir, it's true," exclaimed the young witch.

Severus raised an eyebrow.

" and what evidence do you have to support your "truth" Miss Granger? asked Severus.

Hermione frowned slightly, she hadn't asked her friend how she knew that her father was the potions teacher, all she knew was that Harry no longer looked like James Potter, but more like the potionist. . But her teacher wouldn't accept that as an answer right? It was not hard evidence

"I'm waiting for an answer, Miss Granger," Snape exclaimed, losing his patience slightly.

"I... I don't have any," Hermione whispered, looking down.

" speak louder "

"I don't have any, sir," the witch exclaimed, looking at him and then lowered her gaze.

"Clearly," Snape snapped coldly, "Mr. Malfoy, do you have proof?"

The boy hesitated before answering.

" no sir "

Severus got up from his seat and approached the children, they took a few steps back as they saw their teacher looming over them.

"Let this be the last time they come to me like this," Snape whispered furiously, "30 points will be deducted from each one."

Draco's eyes widened in surprise but he didn't say anything. Hermione made a face but she, too, fell silent. Snape walked them to the door and led his snake to the door of his common room, then escorted the lion cub to his guard. Before entering through the portrait of the Fat Lady, the girl turned around.

"Please sir," the witch begged, "she wouldn't lie about this." I know I have no proof other than Harry's appearance that he has changed to resemble you. But... "she bit her lower lip doubtfully " he doesn't have anyone... his family doesn't... He doesn't treat him well and... Just investigate, sir, and if I'm wrong I'll accept the punishment that want to wear

Saying this, the little witch entered through her portrait and it closed behind her. Leaving a scowling Snape

"His family doesn't treat him well..."

That Potter's family doesn't treat him well? Because? Why didn't they buy him the latest model of a toy he wanted? Or because he didn't receive the amount of gifts he expected? That child was very spoiled and someone had to teach him that he was not the king of the world, that he was the same as everyone else, and above all take away that arrogance that the child had for being born in a golden cradle. Snape turned and his robes swirled behind him, striding back to the dungeons, his mind concocting the best plans to educate the Potter brat. He would personally teach Potter's spawn that rules were meant to be obeyed, and if he didn't follow them there would be consequences. How, for example, to play a prank on his teacher, he was not going to tolerate that, even though there was no rule as such that a teacher could not be pranked in the Hogwarts rules. He would not tolerate that the brat began to act like his father. The latter, in his years in the castle, made jokes with all the students and then, as it seemed little to him, he began to do it with the teachers, and they only laughed and did not They were punished as they should. And he would definitely put a clear line on Potter's insufferable brat. The door to his office closed as Snape walked through it.
The next morning, the Great Hall was full of students having a leisurely breakfast. Despite the fact that it was Saturday, several students had gotten up early to be able to enjoy today's day, even if it was cloudy. The Ravenclaw table was almost full, it was common for them to get up early to study, at the Hufflepuff table there were three students having breakfast and at the Slytherin table there was only Draco and a dark-skinned boy eating. However, at the Gryffindor table there were only Hermione and Harry having breakfast, Ron had preferred to stay asleep since he had stayed up late doing the transformation homework (forced by Hermione).
Some owls and owls went down to the Great Hall where they deposited the letters or gifts they brought for them. Hedwig went down like every morning to greet her owner, even though she had nothing for him, it was a routine that they both enjoyed

"Hello girl," Harry whispered, caressing his friend's beautiful feathers.

Hedwig hooted happily and took a small bite with her beak on one of her owner's fingers. Hedwig suddenly turned her head and looked up, Harry followed his gaze to where he was looking at her partner. A huge Taito owl swooped down to where the eleven-year-old boy was, perched in front of Harry and fixed its night-black eyes on the little boy. Harry with a strange feeling looked at the huge Taito. His head instead of being white as was common in his race, it was dark brown bordering on black, his plumage was completely bluish-black, and his feathers had small white dots that reminded of the night. starry itself. Hedwig waved at the owl and it waved back, stretching out her black leg and handing Harry the letter she was carrying for hers. Hesitating the child she took it and read

Dear Mr. Potter.
After breakfast, go to my office immediately. I will not tolerate you being late or there will be consequences.

SS.

Harry closed the letter and put it in his pocket, Hermione gave him a curious look.

"It was Snape, he wants me to go to his office after breakfast," the boy explained.

Hermione nodded and gave her potions teacher a strange look, who was watching them from her place with a frown. Harry got up from his seat and grabbed his backpack, the owl was staring at him and Harry made sure to keep a distance from him/her. That owl was as scary as Professor Snape. Harry left the Great Hall and went down the stairs towards the dungeons, a freezing wind welcoming him to the cold dungeons below Hogwarts, and where Professor Snape lived. While he was walking towards the goal he heard footsteps and voices, hiding in a corner he saw some fourth or fifth year Slytherins together

" so it was very hard? asked the young man with black hair.

"His hand hurts a lot," exclaimed the other young blond

" we are fifteen years old by Merlin. We don't need a punishment like that," the black"haired man exclaimed angrily.

The other boy shrugged.

"Professor Snape told me that the last time he received a spanking was when he was twenty-one years old," the blond boy said, "so I'm still old enough to receive them."

Whipping? Harry thought horrified.

The Slytherin boys passed by him and he noticed how the light-haired boy walked a little strangely. He swallowed, what punishment was Snape going to give him? He wouldn't call him into his office to offer him tea and cookies. Harry didn't know which would scare him more, if Snape spanked him or if he treated him to tea and cookies.

"Mr. Potter," Snape's cold voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

Harry was standing in front of Snape's office looking at nothing. He looked up to see his teacher, in her usual black robes and her face contorted with rage. Without saying a word his teacher stepped aside and Harry walked by with his head bowed. Severus pointed to the chair across from his desk and the boy sat down, Snape watching him for a few minutes before speaking. He liked to see Potter getting more and more nervous, it was something he enjoyed a lot. But what he would enjoy the most would be what would happen in a few minutes.

"It seems that you not only decided to face a mountain troll on your own," Snape began with a sneer, "but you also decided to follow in the footsteps of your praised father and play a prank on me."

Harry's head snapped up and he looked at his teacher who was standing across from him with her arms crossed over his chest. What joke was he talking about? He hadn't done anything to her! And it will never occur to him to play a joke on him in particular. He opened his mouth to reply but no words came out. This seemed to make Snape even angrier at the lack of response, which only confirmed his suspicions.

"Let me make one thing clear to you, brat," Snape grumbled, reaching up to the boy and placing his face a foot away, "I won't tolerate that behavior from you, Potter." To the...

Harry's face suddenly turned red and he jumped out of his chair.

" I did not make any joke to you! I don't know what you're talking about, professor! Harry exclaimed angrily, raising his voice too high.

If Harry had used his logical reasoning or, failing him, the brain he had been endowed with at his birth, he would have bolted when he noticed Snape standing there calmly as he stared blankly at him. blink. He looked like a lion (or more like a black panther?) about to attack his prey. He watched as Snape pulled out a chair from who knows where and placed it in the middle of his office. Harry didn't even have time to blink when a large hand closed on his arm, and he soon ended up face down in the lap of Snape who was sitting in the chair. Severus noticed how the boy tensed, did Potter know what he was going to do? How had she discovered that he used to use these kinds of punishments? His snakes would never say anything, first on his command and second because they would be so embarrassed. Pushing those thoughts from his mind, he tucked the boy's pants down and without a word he began to spank the incorrigible brat that was Potter. A feeling of guilt came to his mind, whenever he punished his snakes he took a few minutes to explain why he was applying that punishment, he made sure they knew the reason for being punished, then at the end he used to give them a final hug (mandatory) and help them calm down. However, he did not plan to do that with the spawn of James Potter, he was already pampered enough for him to pamper him even more, the rest of the teachers would do that when they found out about the punishment he had given to the great Savior of the wizarding world. After several slaps on the boy's already red behind, he stopped. He had lost count of how many he had given her, but he knew firsthand the difference between abuse and punishment, and he would never go overboard with any child, not even the son of his greatest enemy. In a quick movement he left his student on the ground while he watched as the boy pulled up his pants, and tried to wipe away the tears that fell incessantly down his cheek. The boy tried to stop crying but he couldn't! He had hurt! He had punished him for a prank he hadn't pulled! It was unfair!

Snape's lips twisted into a sneer.

"The punishment isn't just for the joke, Potter," Snape exclaimed, knowing what the boy was thinking. "I remind him that he faced a Troll on his account, and he could have died."

Harry nodded, unable to trust his voice to answer.

" Potter verbal response "

"Yes, yes, sir," Harry cried.

Snape rose from his chair and gestured towards the door, it opened.

"You may leave, Potter," Snape turned his head to look coldly at the boy as he searched for something on his shelf, "if I see him transgress or get into trouble again, wait where that came from."

Harry blanched and nodded before running out the door, tears still streaming down his face.

However Snape didn't feel any remorse or feeling when he saw the Potter brat come out crying. He wasn't one of his snakes...

author's note: Let's just hope Harry doesn't get any more spanking from Sev. severus hand must hit hard :(.

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