- Chapter 3 -

I still hear Malfoy's distant screams when I turn the corner towards the next corridor. I really don't know what to think, Snape looked extremely angry. I don't regret what I did though. I hope that Malfoy has finally learned his lesson now, but the chance of that happening is slim knowing the arrogant git that he is. I wonder how they are trying to put out the flames. I hope Snape will cast a water spell on him, the thought of Malfoy completely soaked makes me chuckle. 

After a while, I arrive at the potion's classroom. The door is standing slightly ajar. I push it further open and enter. I walk straight to his office, ignoring the cold that is slowly creeping under my skin. The door is closed so I try the handle. It opens, he hasn't locked it. I quickly walk in and shut the door behind me. I walk over to his desk and sit on my usual chair. There's nothing left to do but wait. Why do I suddenly feel so nervous? I know what is coming, the same as usual, so why does it feel so different?

After what feels like an eternity, the door finally opens. I don't dare look around. The door closes again and I hear his feet making their way down to his desk. He takes his seat and starts to sort out some papers. He is not saying a word. What is this? Some sort of torture? Because if it is supposed to make me feel even worse then it sure is working.

I don't understand what is happening to me, normally I couldn't care less if I would get in trouble or not. And well Malfoy absolutely deserves what he got. He never gets in trouble. I, however, always get the full load of the punishment. It is so unfair, half the time I don't even deserve it. I admit that I have occasionally thrown a punch but in my defense: he always started. If he just leaves me be, I wouldn't even give him a second glance. He might be family,  but that's not something I'm exactly proud of. 

So why do I feel so nervous, bad even? I haven't done anything he hasn't deserved.

He clears his throat and I snap back to my current surroundings. He has turned his attention away from his papers and is now looking at me, the little emotion he was showing before has completely left his face.

"Why, Ms. Black? I thought I was pretty clear when I told you I didn't want any more trouble from you, it's a wonder you haven't been expelled yet," He says, his eyes never leaving mine.

I shrug. I don't know what to say. I'm angry, I don't deserve this but I don't want to give him even more reasons to be angry at me. I quickly tear my gaze away from his before he can see the emotions on my face. I don't like it when people can see what I'm feeling and I've noticed how Snape tries to read my face a lot or at least I think he is. Sometimes I even get the feeling he is reading my thoughts, but well I'm probably exaggerating. 

After acknowledging he is not getting a response he continues, "You have gone too far this time, Mr. Malfoy could have gotten injured for Merlin's sake," I turn to look at him and can see the anger plastered on his face again. I give him an unimpressed look.

"He deserved what he got," I state.

He suddenly slams his fist on the table. I slightly jump but quickly turn my emotions back off, at least I let it look like I'm not bothered. I don't want him thinking he got to me. "No, he did not Ms. Black. You have gone way too far, you are lucky I haven't expelled you yet," His voice is harsher than I have ever heard of him, he is almost yelling and that says enough. Snape never yells. 

"Oh, I'm lucky?" I give him a dry laugh. "How am I lucky? I have been getting bullied, beat up, and Merlin knows what for years and constantly I am the one who is getting in trouble, you tell me how that makes me lucky in any way," I have stood up from my chair in the progress and am now looking down at his monotone face. It makes me even angrier to see him like this all unbothered and disinterested. I haven't realized I was yelling until I stopped talking which was maybe not my smartest move today. I am still furious, however, and he deserves it.

"You have absolutely no right to talk to me in such a manner," He says while piercing his eyes in mine, his face as straight as ever.

How dare he. "Is that really all you've got to say?" I ask.

"yes"

How can a single word let loose so many emotions? This still surprises me. He still surprises me. Even though I could've known, he doesn't care about me in any way. It's Snape, after all, the mean, cold potion's teacher who doesn't give a damn about anybody else but himself. I am just an extra liability for him.

I give him one last look, one in which I let my emotions show, sadness mixed with anger. I don't have the energy to hide them this time. I suddenly see a burst of emotion in his eyes. It looks like regret or something else, I can't really tell. I give it no more thought though. I quickly turn around and storm out of his office.

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So I hope you enjoyed chapter 3:) The tension is beginning to form between them, I'm so excited lol. Do let me know what you think id appreciate it. There are some very exciting things coming, at least I think so. I still have to write some of them but even for that, I'm so excited hehe. Thanks for reading and see you in chapter 4:D

love, irsa