Emotional - 2) Depressed, 3) Thankful
1 - Accomplished
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31.
Depressed
Your brows are furrowed, your lips twisted into a frown, while your quill is threatening to drip and wreck your work and you can’t help but bite your lip when you notice you’re getting no where fast.
You resist the urge to tear the parchment to shreds and stomp on them with all your might. You sigh, carefully running a hand through your hair before you reread the page again.
You hear him snicker from the Slytherin table and you can feel your cheeks and neck flush red. Harry and Ron, across from you, grow red themselves and they sneer back at him. Your gaze flickers to him and you sit up straight when you notice he’s striding towards you.
“Lost again Longbottom? No surprise, it’s probably best that you’re going to fail this year. You might succeed in killing us next year.”
You grow redder and slowly shake your head at Ron and Harry as they move to stand. They sit back down, and you can’t help but stare sadly at your essay, scribbling down another sentence.
An hour later you’re two inches closer to completing your task, but his words from before are still ringing through your head, battering your brain in painful stabs.
After a few more minutes you admit quietly to yourself, “It’s true.”
124.
Thankful
You know he hates to admit it: he prefers to study than to ‘wing it’. You do too, but you just don’t have the concentration he does.
Often he gets you to quiz him during your tutoring lessons and you remember the work through his smirks and raised eyebrows, and finally, his kisses when you realize you know the answer to the question you’d just asked without having to look at the book. But you also know you waste his time some days.
Unlike Hermione, who babied you, he’s harsh, unforgiving, tired and you try your hardest to remember everything just to make him proud and to earn those soft kisses you love so much. Your tutoring lessons last a while.
It’s Professor Snape that has seen the most improvement and you can’t help but feel proud. You’d never thought that you’d have a chance at passing Potions and even though you know he won’t like it, you ask him to tutor you some more.
But now you’re walking down a hall to the Slytherin dormitories; he wasn’t in class and you’re worried. The portrait lets you in after a whispered password and you slip in and up to his bed without much trouble.
Your worry melts away when you see his form asleep in his bed, head resting on his pillows, lips slightly parted. The covers are crumpled underneath his form and he has books all around him. He was up late studying again you realize somewhat sadly.
You can’t help but smile at him though, and carefully pack the books away. He grumbles as you manage to get him under the covers and you kiss his cheek, whispering as you leave the dormitory.
“Thank you.”
Here's the next Two. ^_^
31.
Depressed
Your brows are furrowed, your lips twisted into a frown, while your quill is threatening to drip and wreck your work and you can’t help but bite your lip when you notice you’re getting no where fast.
You resist the urge to tear the parchment to shreds and stomp on them with all your might. You sigh, carefully running a hand through your hair before you reread the page again.
You hear him snicker from the Slytherin table and you can feel your cheeks and neck flush red. Harry and Ron, across from you, grow red themselves and they sneer back at him. Your gaze flickers to him and you sit up straight when you notice he’s striding towards you.
“Lost again Longbottom? No surprise, it’s probably best that you’re going to fail this year. You might succeed in killing us next year.”
You grow redder and slowly shake your head at Ron and Harry as they move to stand. They sit back down, and you can’t help but stare sadly at your essay, scribbling down another sentence.
An hour later you’re two inches closer to completing your task, but his words from before are still ringing through your head, battering your brain in painful stabs.
After a few more minutes you admit quietly to yourself, “It’s true.”
124.
Thankful
You know he hates to admit it: he prefers to study than to ‘wing it’. You do too, but you just don’t have the concentration he does.
Often he gets you to quiz him during your tutoring lessons and you remember the work through his smirks and raised eyebrows, and finally, his kisses when you realize you know the answer to the question you’d just asked without having to look at the book. But you also know you waste his time some days.
Unlike Hermione, who babied you, he’s harsh, unforgiving, tired and you try your hardest to remember everything just to make him proud and to earn those soft kisses you love so much. Your tutoring lessons last a while.
It’s Professor Snape that has seen the most improvement and you can’t help but feel proud. You’d never thought that you’d have a chance at passing Potions and even though you know he won’t like it, you ask him to tutor you some more.
But now you’re walking down a hall to the Slytherin dormitories; he wasn’t in class and you’re worried. The portrait lets you in after a whispered password and you slip in and up to his bed without much trouble.
Your worry melts away when you see his form asleep in his bed, head resting on his pillows, lips slightly parted. The covers are crumpled underneath his form and he has books all around him. He was up late studying again you realize somewhat sadly.
You can’t help but smile at him though, and carefully pack the books away. He grumbles as you manage to get him under the covers and you kiss his cheek, whispering as you leave the dormitory.
“Thank you.”