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Coming of Age (Female Potter)	By : stargazer67 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 11694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Evie may be a little sad; but Snape is positively tortured. He paces up and down his room as the opposing sides of him wage a fierce internal battle. On the one hand, she freely gave him something that he hasn’t had for most of his life, basically since his own childhood. Lily would comfort him when he’d talk about his father, but once at Hogwarts they had talked less and less as she’d spent more time with her Gryffindor classmates. But on the other…he doesn’t need anyone, he’s better off keeping everyone at a distance.
But a quiet inner voice prods him and asks him what he’s afraid of. Clearly, Evie wouldn’t mock or ignore his pain; hadn’t ignored it even when she easily could have, he was asleep and wouldn’t have known, nor thought anything about it if he’d woken up alone in the room. Also clearly, she wouldn’t use it against him; she could just as easily have thrown it back at him the night he came to visit her after Sirius died, especially given how cutting he’d been to her in their most recent encounters prior, the Order lesson and then the Occlumency lessons.
He’d feared that greatly in going to see her and in fact nearly didn’t go, and also turned back several times before he got there; but overall what had finally overridden it that night was the sure knowledge of the pain she would still be in, knowing that most of the well-wishers would have already gone back to their own lives, not realizing how much she’d still be hurting because they’d never been through it themselves. He wasn’t really even sure what his purpose was in going, other than just to let her know that she wasn’t alone.
But, she’s James Potter’s daughter (he tries to ignore the quiet voice that reminds him that she’s Lily’s daughter, too…). She loved Sirius Black and had his children. They’ve been at odds for nearly all the time they’ve known each other (…but, how much of that was your doing, simply because of who her father was…?). And she’s his student, it’s inappropriate to be too familiar (…but she isn’t a student anymore…). And besides, he’s been fine just the way he is, he doesn’t need anyone (…the inner voice gives him the mental equivalent of raising an eyebrow…and he mentally curls his lip at it, wishing it would just go away…).
He decides he’s not going back; she can find someone else to lean on and share things with, in fact she already has plenty of friends who can give her that. It’s best if he keeps his distance. Feeling better about having made a decision, he goes to bed; but once there, he has a hard time falling asleep.
At first he tells himself that it’s just because he had a good nap this afternoon, but deep down, he knows that isn’t the reason. In the dark and quiet, he can still recall that initial moment of peace and comfort; of having woken up with someone else that close, before he became fully conscious of the awkwardness of the situation and also before the instinct to flee kicked in.
He tosses and turns, and finally gets up again, lighting a candle with a flick of his fingers and pouring himself a finger of scotch, sitting down with it and staring into the candle flame. As he watches it, sipping the scotch, his mind empties; and then begins to call up random snapshots of Evie’s face, like a slide projector behind his eyes.
He sees her expression as she opened the door the night he went to see her; first shocked but then a softening look, compassionate as she takes in the haunted expression he’s sure was on his own face. Sees a look both horrified and apologetic, after seeing his memory of what James and Sirius had done to him. Gentle and caring, as she had opened her eyes after having fallen asleep within the circle of his arm; there only because she’d tried to comfort him, and then still there because she hadn’t wanted to wake him when his dream had turned from pain to joy as a result.
The voice asks him again, what are you so afraid of? She’s not her father, she’s never shown any of the kind of casual cruelty that he could. No, he has to admit, she was in fact clearly horrified by it. She hasn’t abused your trust, you haven’t seen Ron or Hermione or any of her other friends smirking at you like they know a secret since you went to her that night and revealed your own pain. She cared about you. Isn’t that what friends do?
He drains the last of the scotch, blows out the candle, and sighs deeply. He knows he’s defeated; he’ll go back. Perhaps it is time that he had a friend again, at least other than Dumbledore (who is still more mentor than friend).

Evie is completely surprised when there is a knock at the door the following afternoon, and it is Snape; looking slightly humbled. She invites him in, curious. He asks if they can talk, and she says certainly, leading him to the study. They sit down on opposite ends of the couch, and she just waits.
Snape is clearly uncomfortable and it takes him awhile, but finally he says, “I just…wanted to apologize for yesterday. I was having a bad dream as you thought, and I appreciate that you were just trying to comfort me. It’s just…it’s just hard for me…to accept that. I hope that you understand.”
She starts to reach for his hand but then stops, and just says, “I do, or at least I think I do.” He notices her automatic gesture (wanting to take his hand, again comforting), as well as that she withdraws it (sensitive to the fact that it would probably make him uncomfortable because he’s not used to it), and the quiet inner voice again raises the equivalent of a mental eyebrow, as if to say – “see?”.
He can’t really think of anything else to say, nor can she, but finally she says, “Er, Professor Snape?”
He looks at her and says, “You’re not at Hogwarts any longer, Evie; Severus will do.”
She blushes slightly and then goes on, saying, “If you’re willing to, I would actually like to practice what you’ve taught me again. I’m afraid I’ll forget it quickly.”
Being a teacher himself, he certainly can’t argue with that; being shown something and then doing it only once doesn’t tend to fix it in your mind as well as doing it enough times to feel like you’ve mastered it does. He agrees, and then adds with a slight grimace, “but if I fall asleep, best that you wake me up right away.”
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Coming of Age (Female Potter)