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Kit	By : withdemonwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 41265 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Unneeded - Gah! I know. I have no idea what happened with that last chapter I did everything the same that I did with the other chapters, and this one and that was the only chapter that did that. I messed around with it for like 5 minutes or something trying to figure it out before I finally did. Though it might have been more than 5...

Thank you all for continuing to read! I hope you're still liking it... ;-)

Kit

Chapter 8

Hermione waited for the last of the third year Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors to bolt from the potions classroom.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she missed the small Kneazle as it slipped into the classroom; mind it had used the children for cover, not wanting the older witch to see him.

When the classroom and the surrounding hallway emptied, Hermione gave a tentative knock on the still open door and waited for Snape to acknowledge her.

She watched as he gathered his workload for the evening and then scooped up the kitten which seemed to be trying to climb his pant leg.

‘Are you going to come in Miss Granger or are you just going to stand in the doorway?’ he asked, not looking away from the small animal that had his claws stuck in Snape’s clothing. Hermione was positive that the scorn she could feel coming off the man was for her.

She took a steadying, hopefully calming breath only to gasp as she caught sight of Kneazle. She’d been too focused on Crookshanks the other night to really look at the tiny creature but now that she could actually look at it, it was just so.... well adorable was the only word the witch could think of.

‘Oh, he’s so cute,’ she gushed - almost squealed -, her inner five year old coming out for a minute. She moved into the room finally, not that she intended to actually pet the cat, but just to get closer to it.

The growl that came from the tiny thing had Hermione halting halfway to the desk and she actually took a step back.

Snape realized that the growling wasn’t only coming from Kit, who was fairly vibrating in his hands, but also from under the desk, where Crookshanks was hiding. Crookshanks must have amplified his own growl to keep the girl from realizing there were two felines around.

‘Hush, little one,’ Severus soothed the cat in his hands even as he continued to glare at the student.

‘Was there something you wanted?’ He asked when she simply stood in the middle of the classroom dumbfounded. It took a moment for the question to penetrate all that hair but she blushed before she started her stuttered apology.

‘I’m sorry, about the other night. What I did was so wrong and ... I just... I’m sorry Professor, I am, I shouldn’t have lashed out at the kitten or anything really but he was just to convenient and I didn’t know what he was and I was so scared,’ she wiped at her eyes before she continued, ‘I just wanted to protect Crook, I’ve just been horrid to him lately...’

‘Granger!’ he snapped for the fourth time, finally cutting into the girls tear filled ramble.

She blinked owlishly at the older man before blushing again –still?- and studied the cold stone floor sheepishly.

‘I am not the one that you should be apologizing too,’ Snape offered, not as cold as he had been when Granger had appeared. She was clearly torn up and Snape could only guess as to what about but was curious as to what brought out this change.

‘I know,’ she sniffed, trying to keep her tears at bay, ‘I just, I don’t know where Harry is and I’ve asked everyone and no one knows where he is or if they just aren’t talking to me.’

With a sigh, Severus massaged the bridge of his nose, ‘I know. We, the staff, are doing all we can to figure out what happened or where he is but seeing as locating spells don’t work in the castle halls and all the anti-tracking spells that Dumbledore placed on him, there isn’t much we can do about it other than not give up hope,’ he offered.

It was Hermione’s turn to sigh, ‘I’m just so worried about him, I wasn’t very good to him and I don’t know why I keep...’

‘We’ve been through this Miss Granger,’ Snape drawled, cutting off yet another apology.

‘I know,’ she replied. ‘I’ve never seen a Kneazle before,’ she blurted suddenly.

Severus just raised an eyebrow.

‘I’ll just go, I should get some dinner or a snack or something,’ she mumbled, not taking her eyes from the kitten that was sort of hiding in Snape’s robes. ‘I’m sorry about hurting you,’ she offered to the Kneazle before she turned to head for the door.

She hesitated at the door for a moment. ‘If you see Crook,’ she began but stopped herself at the incredulous look on Snape’s face, ‘right, good night,’ she rushed out, not looking where she was going.

=^.^=

Harry nestled into Snape, he didn’t want to believe Hermione but she had smelt like peaches and peonies and a bitterness that Harry associated with regret and something else he couldn’t quite place.

He leaned into the hand that was gently massaging him and let Snape’s voice wash over him.

‘I was fully prepared to hate the brat, especially given who his father was,’ Snape spoke softly, only loud enough for the kitten to hear, not that there was anyone else to hear him.

‘Potter was just so...’ he trailed of but at his name Harry perked up and actually began listening to the words and not just the voice.

‘He looked so lost,’ Snape blurted, ‘he was smaller than his classmates, all of them, and I know he’s not James, I know that. He may look like his father but he’s got his mother’s love, his mother’s ability to forgive.’ Snape’s hand traveled to scratch under his chin, ‘he was given this monumental task, which he managed to accomplish by the way, by people too afraid to help themselves and he doesn’t ask for much. He just wants to be normal and not have people stare at him or assault him when he’s trying to do homework or have dinner,’ Snape growled softly. He remembered the start of term feast when Harry had sat, estranged from Granger and Weasley and there had practically been a line-up of people wanting an autograph.

Thankfully Albus had put a stop to it before Snape had but he had still seethed.

When Weasley had sneered something about a fan club, causing Granger to twitter and the rest of them to scowl, Harry stood and stormed from the room.

‘I had to be the mean bastard because it was expecting it of me,’ he was surprised when Kit licked his hand.

Harry understood; the rest had surprised him, but that he understood.

‘He’s grown into a handsome man, he’s still on the small side but it just makes him more appealing. He’s loyal and loving and he looks less like James and more like his own person. I can’t stop thinking about him and he’s my student and I’m old enough to be his father but he’s done so much and after the last year,’ he heaved another sigh. ‘I have no idea why I’m telling this to you, you are a Kneazle, it’s not like you can do anything about it. I can’t say you don’t understand me because you obviously understand some of it...’ he trailed off, not really sure what he was even talking about anymore.

Harry’s purring only intensified; maybe Snape wouldn’t hate him when this was over.
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