The Professor
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
4,848
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 19
Chapter 19
She was able to control her tears from flowing until she reached her door. Through her tears she fumbled with the lock and couldn’t get the door knob to turn. With a cry of impatience she finally wrestled the door open and she slammed it behind herself.
“Bastard!” She screamed to no one.
Chloe went to her rooms and threw herself on the bed. She could go back and teach her classes…
Later.
Right now, she wanted to lay here and cry. Cry for everything that had gone wrong the past several days. Chloe let her hair fall like a curtain around her head as she sat against the wall on her bed. Arms wrapped around her knees, as she cried.
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He was a bastard, he new that. But who was she to come and fane concern for him, after it was all over? Where was she while he lay here in pain? As far as he could tell, Poppy and Dumbledore were the only ones who cared. Though he still didn’t want them around much.
Severus was doing well later in the day. He could stand and walk around a bit with Poppy’s Pepper Up Potion. Severus didn’t tell her that he had a better, more potent recipe for a Pepper Up Potion. He drank hers dutifully and resigned to making himself a real one later that evening.
He showered and dressed in comfortable clothes and sat at his desk. Dumbledore had come to see him, claiming he needed to speak to him about something urgent. But Severus asked him to leave. He didn’t care what it was that Dumbledore wanted of him. He was finished.
He would work for the Order no longer. He was toying with the idea of handing in his resignation by the end of the week.
He just needed to heal completely before he left Hogwarts for good.
********************
Albus paced his office, furious with Severus. Never before had he seen such a train wreck as Severus Snape. He had happiness at his reach and he was pushing it away. Completely unawares.
He toyed with the idea of stunning Severus and telling him all that he knew to be true. How Chloe sat with him during his hours of pain. How she dressed his wounds and handed over her comfort and her life to him during his hour of need.
He had attempted to speak with Chloe, but she reproachfully told him to “Sod off and mind his own business.” He was regretting not placing a body bind on both of them and telling them everything. But…
He couldn’t do it. No matter what he thought was best for his friend and for Chloe, he could not intervene. It would only scar Severus’ pride even more.
******************
Chloe was returning too her classes in the morning. She let a rumor “slip” that she had been sick and allowed everyone to believe it. She didn’t want the staff or any of the students to know she pathetically served Severus in his hour of need and was then refused entrance upon him regaining his consciousness.
There was a small matter that she had to see to she could walk away from him.
Her things were still in his rooms.
She flatly refused to go back and get them, so she cornered Frenny after dinner.
“Frenny…I need my things back from Professor Snape’s rooms. I need you to go and get them.” Frenny’s eyes grew in terror.
“Ms. Chloe wants Frenny to go to the dungeons alone…and to Professor Snape’s rooms?” She twisted her dirty hands around her long ears as her eyes filled with tears.
Chloe rolled her eyes. “Frenny! I can’t go! He…he doesn’t want me there. You can go and just gather my things and leave. He might be asleep! It would be normal for a house elf to be in his room.” Chloe was breathing heavily. She just wanted to close this incredibly painful chapter and move along.
“But…but…house elves don’t go to Professor Snape’s rooms! Only if he takes his meals there. But he doesn’t allow us to cleans his rooms!” Frenny was shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
“Frenny…please. I need you now. Please go and do it quickly. We can always appeal to The Headmaster if he causes too much trouble. But I would prefer to leave him out of it for now. What say you Frenny? Will you do what I ask?” Chloe looked at her little friend and watched her eyes dart around the room, trying to find a way out of this task.
With a tiny little nod and a ‘POP’, she was gone.
**********************
It was dark in his rooms.
Severus sat with all of the lights out, in the quiet solitude of his private rooms, with only the light from the fireplace to cast shadows on the walls.
He sipped his vitamin drink and nibbled on some bland cakes Poppy had given him. He was doing quite well, given the circumstances. His body felt like it had been run over by a raging Hippogriff, but other than that, he felt fairly well.
His right hand was still lightly bandaged. He spent most of his time staring at where his tenth finger once was. He remembered the pain of it…
Severus closed his eyes and shook his head.
Something was moving in the corner of his room and he stood, wand raised.
“Who is it?” He spoke in a deadly whisper. Who dared come sneaking around in his private rooms after he explicitly asked everyone to stay away?
He moved out from behind his desk and into his sleeping chamber.
He lowered his wand.
A house elf.
What’s more…her house elf.
She was able to control her tears from flowing until she reached her door. Through her tears she fumbled with the lock and couldn’t get the door knob to turn. With a cry of impatience she finally wrestled the door open and she slammed it behind herself.
“Bastard!” She screamed to no one.
Chloe went to her rooms and threw herself on the bed. She could go back and teach her classes…
Later.
Right now, she wanted to lay here and cry. Cry for everything that had gone wrong the past several days. Chloe let her hair fall like a curtain around her head as she sat against the wall on her bed. Arms wrapped around her knees, as she cried.
************
He was a bastard, he new that. But who was she to come and fane concern for him, after it was all over? Where was she while he lay here in pain? As far as he could tell, Poppy and Dumbledore were the only ones who cared. Though he still didn’t want them around much.
Severus was doing well later in the day. He could stand and walk around a bit with Poppy’s Pepper Up Potion. Severus didn’t tell her that he had a better, more potent recipe for a Pepper Up Potion. He drank hers dutifully and resigned to making himself a real one later that evening.
He showered and dressed in comfortable clothes and sat at his desk. Dumbledore had come to see him, claiming he needed to speak to him about something urgent. But Severus asked him to leave. He didn’t care what it was that Dumbledore wanted of him. He was finished.
He would work for the Order no longer. He was toying with the idea of handing in his resignation by the end of the week.
He just needed to heal completely before he left Hogwarts for good.
********************
Albus paced his office, furious with Severus. Never before had he seen such a train wreck as Severus Snape. He had happiness at his reach and he was pushing it away. Completely unawares.
He toyed with the idea of stunning Severus and telling him all that he knew to be true. How Chloe sat with him during his hours of pain. How she dressed his wounds and handed over her comfort and her life to him during his hour of need.
He had attempted to speak with Chloe, but she reproachfully told him to “Sod off and mind his own business.” He was regretting not placing a body bind on both of them and telling them everything. But…
He couldn’t do it. No matter what he thought was best for his friend and for Chloe, he could not intervene. It would only scar Severus’ pride even more.
******************
Chloe was returning too her classes in the morning. She let a rumor “slip” that she had been sick and allowed everyone to believe it. She didn’t want the staff or any of the students to know she pathetically served Severus in his hour of need and was then refused entrance upon him regaining his consciousness.
There was a small matter that she had to see to she could walk away from him.
Her things were still in his rooms.
She flatly refused to go back and get them, so she cornered Frenny after dinner.
“Frenny…I need my things back from Professor Snape’s rooms. I need you to go and get them.” Frenny’s eyes grew in terror.
“Ms. Chloe wants Frenny to go to the dungeons alone…and to Professor Snape’s rooms?” She twisted her dirty hands around her long ears as her eyes filled with tears.
Chloe rolled her eyes. “Frenny! I can’t go! He…he doesn’t want me there. You can go and just gather my things and leave. He might be asleep! It would be normal for a house elf to be in his room.” Chloe was breathing heavily. She just wanted to close this incredibly painful chapter and move along.
“But…but…house elves don’t go to Professor Snape’s rooms! Only if he takes his meals there. But he doesn’t allow us to cleans his rooms!” Frenny was shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
“Frenny…please. I need you now. Please go and do it quickly. We can always appeal to The Headmaster if he causes too much trouble. But I would prefer to leave him out of it for now. What say you Frenny? Will you do what I ask?” Chloe looked at her little friend and watched her eyes dart around the room, trying to find a way out of this task.
With a tiny little nod and a ‘POP’, she was gone.
**********************
It was dark in his rooms.
Severus sat with all of the lights out, in the quiet solitude of his private rooms, with only the light from the fireplace to cast shadows on the walls.
He sipped his vitamin drink and nibbled on some bland cakes Poppy had given him. He was doing quite well, given the circumstances. His body felt like it had been run over by a raging Hippogriff, but other than that, he felt fairly well.
His right hand was still lightly bandaged. He spent most of his time staring at where his tenth finger once was. He remembered the pain of it…
Severus closed his eyes and shook his head.
Something was moving in the corner of his room and he stood, wand raised.
“Who is it?” He spoke in a deadly whisper. Who dared come sneaking around in his private rooms after he explicitly asked everyone to stay away?
He moved out from behind his desk and into his sleeping chamber.
He lowered his wand.
A house elf.
What’s more…her house elf.