Chapter 9
"Professor!" I am definitely still alive, if I were dead I wouldn't be able to hear – but after a yell like that I'll probably be deaf.
"Granger, I told you to let him sleep; until we get him to the hospital wing," McGonagall – of course always the caring one.
"Shut up both of you," my voice was courser than I expected; I glared at my legs. Minerva knew what I was asking.
"No Severus," her voice full of concern and warning, "you may not attempt to stand; young man," this time she was trying to be patronising. She always did know how to get on my nerves.
"I'm so sorry Professor Snape," well if it wasn't granger trying – well I don't know what she was trying to do. But I couldn't let her finish that sentence.
"Hush, Granger," for once I allowed my worry for her be seen through my eyes – she seemed to look a bit too closely as she saw my tormented soul. She only cried harder.
"Severus you are concerned about her? When you're in the state you're in," McGonagall was snapping at me about showing human emotions – which I rarely did in any state. I raised my eyebrows at her. "Look I'm sorry it's just like your trying to say goodbye," Minerva looked sheepishly at me, "And I never liked goodbye's," I couldn't believe my eyes the brave lion cat was crying over me – the most hated snake in the whole school.
Even Granger seemed worried by the crying McGonagall in front of her, much less than the human Snape she sat beside. I looked apologetically at Hermione – although I'm not sure she knew what I was apologising for. Luckily for me Granger, hadn't seen the determined seed in my eyes, as I now refused to let myself die.
"Granger, how bad am I?" she didn't need any more information than that.
"Two broken legs, one dislocated shoulder, a dislocated wrist; three cracked ribs one possibly broken and most likely a very bruised back, sir," she had the courage to use my own death stare against me. I didn't comment on it.
"Where's Poppy?"
"I'm right here Severus," the snail that gad been on the other side of me – it had arrived when I inquired about Poppy – turned rather unannounced into the matron.
"For god sack, Pomfrey, where you going at snail's pace? Or did you get lost on your way here, since you never leave the hospital wing?" looks like Granger got the joke as she laughed – more like a small chuckle but it was still there – Poppy and Minerva seemed scared by a sudden outburst of humour from me. "What? Did you forget I was human or something?" I gave them both a scornful look which I continued to give them as they levitated me through the almost school to the hospital wing. It would take a long time for me to heal; but at least they knew I cared.
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