Teachers Pet

chapter 71: him

It was around four in the morning and Severus was still sitting next to me on the bed, admiring my peaceful frame. He reached over pushing some hair from my face and I gently turned my head with the feeling of fingers brushing across my cheek. Slowly opening my eyes I could feel the sore ache go through my body as I saw a worried Severus staring down at me with furrowed brows, I went to sit up but he gently laid me back down, "Y/n for Merlin's sake what in the hell were you thinking?" he whispered in a stern tone. "Its good to see you too Sev." was all I mumbled before mustering the strength to push myself up into a seated position, feeling his cold hands snake around me helping me up. "How long was I gone?" I asked confused and disoriented. "Its Tuesday morning if that helps, you have been asleep since we got to you." he said in a soft voice, not taking his hands from my back and waist. "I feel horrible." I muttered looking down at my appearance, lifting up the shirt, I noticed the red lines across my skin. "Oh.." I said softly, holding in any exclamations at my gruesome appearance, "You were attacked by your father." he stated and I nodded, "I remember that and I remember almost getting out before everything went dark. But what did he do to me, there were scratches all over my body, a-and they wouldn't stop bleeding." I said my voice shaking as I recalled the events, holding back tears that had been held in since Voldemort told me that story, or the plan. Flashbacks to the endless amounts of blood that had dripped from my body, and the stabbing pains that came with. That I silently sobbed to in the bathroom, wrapping them up, and being reminded over and over again about my sisters disheartening tale. Not being able to close my eyes without thinking about the fear and helplessness she felt. Over and over imaging the words she used to plead at my father, the tears she must have been shedding, the screams that no one would hear; over and over in my head. "Darling I'm so sorry we didn't find you sooner." Severus said with a somber tone and face and I just looked down, "He hit you with Sectumsempra, it causes severe hemorrhaging I-I don't understand how you survived." he stammered out, trying to keep his composure. I was pulled from my thoughts, "What is that I dont think ive heard of it before?" I asked confused and he looked away, "It's a spell that..I created.." he mumbled remorsefully. The slight fear in his eyes over being the cause for my injuries. I could tell he was tearing himself up on the inside at the sentence , "I made it when I was a teen to use on my bullies." I watched his face flood with guilt, "I'm so sorry.", I shook my head. "hey.. did you use it on me? No. I don't blame you Severus, I would never ever blame you for something you created back then." I looked him in his eyes and he just nodded silently. "He told me the whole plan, you know." I scoffed, running my hands over my face. "He sat there and explained to me how he killed my sister, and how it was my Fathers idea." I groaned, my brows furrowing as I whined at the thought, feeling a few stray tears make their way down my face. Severus quickly pulled me into him and I leaned against his warm frame.

"I'm so sorry love." he whispered and I shook my head, "I struck him only a few times before throwing him to the wall, but it wasn't enough. I want him dead, Ill find a way to kill my father Severus, even if I kill myself in the process, Im doing it. No one deserves to rot in hell more than that man." I hissed my tears being wiped away by the sweet man beside me, feeling my skin grow hot as I grew angry. "Y/n please, getting yourself killed will not benefit a soul." he attempted to calm me down. I paused thinking for a moment, going quiet as I thought hard about the situation I was in. "But what if that's it Severus?" I said and he looked at me confused, brushing my hair from my face, "What if the only way to keep Voldemort from using my power is by me dying?" I said and he quickly shook his head, "No that's absurd." he retorted quickly, "but think about it," I sighed, "No I prefer to not think about that." he interrupted and I continued, "Hes not going to stop until he gets me again, until I join him. He created me for this purpose and the only way to stop him is killing me before he gets the chance. It makes perfect sense." I said in a more astonished voice than necessary. "That is the most idiotic idea ive ever heard, youre not dying let alone killing yourself." he scoffed, making me look him in his eyes, in his deep velvety voice he reassured me, "I swear that we will find another way to stop this ok? Until then, be careful, and don't go off with strange people." he looked at me with his dark compassionate eyes and I huffed, placing my hands on his shoulders and straddling his lap, feeling his strong hands grab my legs and pull me closer, comfortably so we were face to face. "Severus, I need you to promise me that if it comes down to it, you can do the right thing and kill me. If he ever gets ahold of me, or puts me under a spell in which I am not myself, I need you to do it. Okay?" I said in a somber but serious tone looking back and forth between his eyes, they were dark and sparkling, staring back into mine. Attempting to read every emotion I let through, checking for any signs that I wasn't dead serious. "Honey, you're not serious." He scoffed and I put my hands on the side of his neck and jaw making him focus on me, "Promise?" I asked once more and his eyes fluttered, his face stiffened and any sign of joy left his eyes as the realization sunk in. That I was serious and this wasn't a dream. He nodded hesitantly, not tearing his eyes from mine. "I-" he stopped and looked away scoffing, "No I can't, I'm not going to promise that, it's ridiculous." I frowned cupping his cheek turning him to me, "Please," I started and he reached up grabbing my hand and brought it down, "Its not even in the question Y/n. I will not ever let them get close again." Pushing my hands down and away, he went to move, I grabbed his shoulders keeping him still, but he once again grabbed my hands pushing them away, "No." he argued and we wrestled our arms for a moment before he grabbed my wrists with more force and looked at me. I stayed silent thinking about the many different things that Voldemort would do, that way he could put me under his spell, make me hurt people, make me hurt the people I cared for, even hurt Severus. Tears slowly filled my eyes, "If, Severus, If it happens, and I ask you to do it, I want you to, I need it to be you." I said my voice shaking a bit, staring into his eyes and not breaking the gaze. "Please." I pleaded and he tried to hide his defeated expression, giving me a cold stern stare, "Fine. I promise." he said in a deep horse tone. I gave him a small smile, blinking away the tears and he gently wiped them. I slowly pulled him in for a kiss. Placing my lips to his and holding onto his shirt. Pulling away he placed his forehead to mine, "I'm going to do everything I can to keep you safe." I nodded, smiling, "I know, I love you." I blushed and he smiled, kissing me once again. I felt his hands tangle in my hair and I kissed him slowly, proving my love for him and humming into the movement. He put his hands on the sides of my legs and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling in closer to him, there wasn't any more space left between us and I felt butterflies swarm my stomach as I realized just how close we got. He pulled back allowing us to get some air. I smirked at him with red cheeks and he let out a light laugh. "We should get some more rest." I stated looking over at the clock. He nodded and I crawled off of him crawling back into the covers. He pulled them over me, changing out of his clothes behind me and crawling in as well. I looked over my shoulder and saw him still sitting with his back on the headboard. "Severus, you need to sleep, you have to teach in a few hours." I stated and he just ignored me. Not moving from his spot and keeping an eye on me. I turned around and once again rested my head on his chest, cuddling up to his side. Hoping that my actions would allow him to doze off.