Punishments of a carnal nature
Quiet Depression
Quiet depression
That night Harry showed up early for his detention. Anything was better than staying in the Gryffindor common room having everyone stare at him with either pity rage. Many of his housemates viewed his dating Draco as a betrayal all Gryffindor’s. Truth be told he found himself wishing cruel into a ball and hide from the world.
“I’m here for my detention professor what would you like me to do tonight?”
“There is a stack of first-year cauldrons that need scrubbing Mr. Potter and you’re the only one I trust to do it properly.”
Severus saw Harry stare at him open mouthed and wanted to laugh. He didn’t give compliments often leads to fault Harry so he understood the boys confusion.
“Well Mr. Porter those cauldrons are going to clean themselves and there are quite a few so you’d best get to work before I decide to give you another nights detention!”
While Snape is still a pain in the ass. But at least I know he won’t coddle me or take pity on me because of my break up with Draco. I was up most of the night last night trying to figure out why I was drawn to this snarky bastard. Though I couldn’t figure it out last night to day it finally clicked. Severus Snape never treated me any different from the rest of the students here at Hogwarts. To him I’m just a normal boy and not expected to be the hero of the wizarding world. With him I feel at ease as though I don’t have to be brave or strong. Severus Snape is the one being on the planet Earth that I’m not afraid to be myself with.
Harry’s detention ended far too soon for his liking. There was a great sadness in his heart. He knew when he left this room that his mask must be put back on.Just once I want someone to see me and understand that I cannot always be strong, brave, and fearless. For once I want someone to hold me someone to allow me to cry and be frightened and not always expect me to be the boy who lived. Not even Hermione and Ron see the real me. I’m tired so very tired.