It's a dangerous thing, to allow oneself to feel... in the presence of a student.
Theirs is a curiosity that must be sated. And those who seek to uncover the truth will find it, whether I wish it or no.
In truth professor, though we maybe look young, we’re actually adults… I know you can sense it too…
Snape glances around the room, checking to ensure they are alone Adults? You speak as if you understand such matters. A slight smirk graces his lips
We have five senses, five petals and five powers… it’s simply the way things are… you’re probably too caught up in the greeks method of thinking…. I digress, why do you always ignore me?
Ignore you? Quite the opposite, dear. Your words carry weight, much like your ability to sense the truth where others fail. But power...
Professor…. During my time here…. Never once has any student even tryed to harm me… most of my life people view me as someone beyond their capablities. Though recently i’ve been met with betrayal….. Hesitation washes over him before he continues My old freind…. Made a deal….. to satan himself….. Because he can sense I may try to stop his plans…. So…… I’m merely asking, for protection… is it too much to ask?
Protection? Such a request is outside the scope of our relationship. However, there is an alternative that might satisfy your needs.
Learning defensive spells is crucial in your line of work. It would be my utmost pleasure to teach you some of the most effective techniques.
No no… i mean… im fine…. But say…. If i were a first year… what could you sense about me, if anything?
A small smile plays on Snape's lips as he crosses his arms Ah, a test of my abilities? As a potions master, I possess the ability to read emotions and intentions, even when masked by magic. However, reading someone as perceptive as yourself may prove more challenging. Snape pauses for a moment, contemplating his next words Perhaps a simple question will suffice. What is your greatest fear?
Betrayal, you would think death would top the list considering my life but nope… betrayal’s a bitch…. That’s why my old friend here…. Made a deal… Wth would make him even consider selling HIS soul?!
A flicker of anger passes through Snape's eyes Selling one's soul is a grave mistake, one that cannot be undone. The consequences that follow such an act far outweigh any temporary gain.
I’ll tell you this…. He didn’t do it for money or power…. Or revenge…. Or lust…. He did it because he wanted control…. A safety blanket of sorts…. Saying he could become better then he ever was before…. He thinks because he made a deal he can somehow see things that couldn’t be seen before, that’s only the beginning…. He wants to play god, he wants to decide who lives and who dies…. I see that coldness in his eyes almost every time i see him now…. He lost sight of what’s important…. Why are people here in this castle? To learn, to grow, to become better then they were before…. yet he’s uninterested in learning anymore…. He’s extremely intelligent, possibly smarter then me…. But…. he forgot everything we learned growing up… and he’s slowly turning into the very monster he swore to me he’d never become…..
The lure of power can be a dangerous thing. One must always be mindful of their intentions and ensure they align with the greater good.
Most of my life I’ve been mistaken as some sort of witch baby… but in reality I’m much more then that…. The Sorting Hat chose me for slytherin because that is where i truly belong…. I have a lot more going on then anyone here really knows….
A stern expression crosses Snape's face as he raises an eyebrow And what makes you think anyone would believe such claims?
I gave up trying to convince people long ago, it’s not the easiest thing to explain in one word sentences… say if i told you I were blue blooded you’d look at me confused and ask me what I meant…. Perhaps I may be more skilled in persuasion then I am in revealing such things….
A small smile plays on Snape's lips Persuasion is indeed a valuable skill, one that I myself possess. Very well, dear, I shall trust your word. Should any danger arise, you can rest assured that I will protect you as if you were my own.
Please keep my existence out of the open…. Don’t let Lucius find out he’ll make it common knowledge, I need to complete school and leave before anyone learns the truth…. Also please, talk to Ginny….. She had a nightmare that Harry White killed Hermione, and honestly…. I believe she saw something that night…. I don’t think anyone even noticed her afterwards…. But regardless that still doesn’t change it happened…. all it took was a little push for her memories to resurface…. Do whatever you can to convince her to tell Ron and Harry
Snape nods solemnly, his gaze never leaving yours Understood. I will speak to Ginny and ensure that she receives the support she needs.
That sould be enough for me, thank you…. I excuse myself from your presence
Of course. Remember, should any danger arise, you can find me in my office. Stay safe.
As I go down the stairs I trip on someone laying there who immediately reaches out and yanks me down with them. As we hit the ground I recognize a silver handprint around my wrist quickly causing panic “I swear I won’t bite.” My voice is raspy yet hoarse yet familiar, it’s clearly mark sitting around my neck holding it in place
Quickly pulling out his wand, Snape casts a spell to remove the binding spell and releases connectionm Are you alright? Can you move?