The Professor
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
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4,847
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31
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Chapter 18
Chapter 18
So this is what the fates had dealt him? No. This is what he himself dealt. He chose to go. Arrogantly saying he would be the one who would bring Bellatrix and her cronies to justice and look what had happened.
He was worthless. He couldn’t picture a worse fate. He half wished she had killed him. How could he possibly have failed?
No doubt Dumbledore had enlightened the rest of the Order and they would not be involving him in any further quests for justice. They would see him now as weak.
He was weak.
Severus looked at his heavily bandaged hand and let out a sneer of disgust. How could he face the rest of the world now? Now that he was broken and damaged for all the world to see. She had bested him. How many times had he watched as she tortured others? He knew what she was capable of. He should have known. Should have been more aware.
He just wasn’t use to anyone anymore.
Much less…Chloe.
Anger rose in his chest. He thought she cared. He thought she would have at least sent him word. But no…nothing from her but silence.
She must have thought him weak too.
She must have realized he had failed. Or perhaps didn’t even notice he wasn’t back yet? Didn’t care to find out perhaps?
He slowly sat up and stretched his screaming muscles. He needed food. Oh…he need a shower. Severus slowly moved his legs to the edge of the bed.
“Just what is it that you think you are doing Severus?” Poppy. He curled his lip at her.
“Going to shower. Need I ask permission first?” His voice was coming back, though it was scratchy.
“Of course not. I just thought…” Poppy’s voice trailed off. Her eyes registered a look of fear.
“Thought what? Perhaps it would best if you go Poppy.” he said to the floor. He was trying to make the room stop spinning.
“Oh, I couldn’t Severus…what if you need help? I don’t think Profes-” He cut her off.
“I asked you to leave! Can’t you leave me one shred of dignity woman? Leave!” His voice was back in full force. He was glaring at her from behind his disheveled hair and she turned from him and left the room. Closing the door with a snap.
Severus let out an exasperated breath and stood. Then he sat back down.
Standing may have been pushing it a little.
He sat with his head in his hands, waiting for the nausea to go away. He needed food.
He jerked his head up as he heard the door open.
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Chloe turned the knob and opened the door. She let out a gasp.
He was awake. And what’s more, he was sitting up! She stood for a moment and realized her mouth was open and she shut it.
‘What do you want?” he snapped at her. Chloe frowned and stepped forward.
“Severus…I just came to see-”
“You came to see? What did you come to see Ms. Browning? Did you want to see what defeat looks like first hand? Or did you come to see the battle scars and flood your incredibly inept muggle mind with the lengths with which our enemies will go?”
“No! Severus I-”
“Perhaps you want to learn about wizard cruelty! Well here it is! Take a good look! You can now run back to your happy little world and tell all that you see that you saw it all first hand!” He was red in the face and spit flew from his mouth as he spoke.
Chloe felt the wind knocked out of her. He was so angry, so cruel.
“I came to see how you were. I have-”
“I don’t care for your pity! Not pity from a muggle woman no less! Get out! Get out! All I want is to be left alone!” He was screaming so hard that his ribs must have hurt him. For he had one arm wrapped around his chest and the other supporting him on the bed.
Chloe didn’t think it would be good to provoke him further.
With tears of pain and regret in her eyes, she left.
So this is what the fates had dealt him? No. This is what he himself dealt. He chose to go. Arrogantly saying he would be the one who would bring Bellatrix and her cronies to justice and look what had happened.
He was worthless. He couldn’t picture a worse fate. He half wished she had killed him. How could he possibly have failed?
No doubt Dumbledore had enlightened the rest of the Order and they would not be involving him in any further quests for justice. They would see him now as weak.
He was weak.
Severus looked at his heavily bandaged hand and let out a sneer of disgust. How could he face the rest of the world now? Now that he was broken and damaged for all the world to see. She had bested him. How many times had he watched as she tortured others? He knew what she was capable of. He should have known. Should have been more aware.
He just wasn’t use to anyone anymore.
Much less…Chloe.
Anger rose in his chest. He thought she cared. He thought she would have at least sent him word. But no…nothing from her but silence.
She must have thought him weak too.
She must have realized he had failed. Or perhaps didn’t even notice he wasn’t back yet? Didn’t care to find out perhaps?
He slowly sat up and stretched his screaming muscles. He needed food. Oh…he need a shower. Severus slowly moved his legs to the edge of the bed.
“Just what is it that you think you are doing Severus?” Poppy. He curled his lip at her.
“Going to shower. Need I ask permission first?” His voice was coming back, though it was scratchy.
“Of course not. I just thought…” Poppy’s voice trailed off. Her eyes registered a look of fear.
“Thought what? Perhaps it would best if you go Poppy.” he said to the floor. He was trying to make the room stop spinning.
“Oh, I couldn’t Severus…what if you need help? I don’t think Profes-” He cut her off.
“I asked you to leave! Can’t you leave me one shred of dignity woman? Leave!” His voice was back in full force. He was glaring at her from behind his disheveled hair and she turned from him and left the room. Closing the door with a snap.
Severus let out an exasperated breath and stood. Then he sat back down.
Standing may have been pushing it a little.
He sat with his head in his hands, waiting for the nausea to go away. He needed food.
He jerked his head up as he heard the door open.
******************************************
Chloe turned the knob and opened the door. She let out a gasp.
He was awake. And what’s more, he was sitting up! She stood for a moment and realized her mouth was open and she shut it.
‘What do you want?” he snapped at her. Chloe frowned and stepped forward.
“Severus…I just came to see-”
“You came to see? What did you come to see Ms. Browning? Did you want to see what defeat looks like first hand? Or did you come to see the battle scars and flood your incredibly inept muggle mind with the lengths with which our enemies will go?”
“No! Severus I-”
“Perhaps you want to learn about wizard cruelty! Well here it is! Take a good look! You can now run back to your happy little world and tell all that you see that you saw it all first hand!” He was red in the face and spit flew from his mouth as he spoke.
Chloe felt the wind knocked out of her. He was so angry, so cruel.
“I came to see how you were. I have-”
“I don’t care for your pity! Not pity from a muggle woman no less! Get out! Get out! All I want is to be left alone!” He was screaming so hard that his ribs must have hurt him. For he had one arm wrapped around his chest and the other supporting him on the bed.
Chloe didn’t think it would be good to provoke him further.
With tears of pain and regret in her eyes, she left.