Harry James Potter (swordofgryffin) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2014-04-06 11:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | harry potter, x-severus snape |
promises
Who: Harry & Snape
Where: The apothecary
When: Slightly forward-dated to Monday since I assume even Severus takes Sunday off
It had been on Harry's to-do list for a long time to seek out Snape and speak to him. If he was honest with himself he wasn't even sure what he wanted to say. Thank you? Sorry? It had all ended so suddenly that he hadn't had the chance to ask any of the questions he wanted - although over time his desire to know the particulars of his old Potions Master's life had faded. His reasons for the way he lived his life were his business, and Harry had no right to ask.
Still, it was a constant itch in the back of his mind, as something he really ought to do, and so when he walked past the Apothecary on the way home from picking up groceries, he hesitated. A week ago he would have had no inclination, but with Ginny's return he was feeling much more settled within himself, and he supposed there would never be a good time. He had been here for months and never even seen the man, except perhaps at an awkward distance.
Letting out a deep, determined breath through pursed lips - "Whooo.." he set his shoulders and went into the shop. A little bell rang out as he looked around with some interest, deciding it was probably best if he didn't touch anything. Potions was unsurprisingly still not his strong point, and there was every chance he would probably end up picking up the only thing on a shelf that would kill him if spilt accidentally. The only person more likely to make a mull of himself in here was probably Neville.