(fanfic)
Harry wonders to himself, “I don’t know what BS these death eaters and Voldemort have said about me to save their asses and if people have believed that BS because I’m different.”
Harry is lying down on his bed under his blanket.
Snape walks into his room and closes the curtains, Harry sits up and Snape sits next to him.
Harry, “Snape you know what it feels like to be misunderstood, why did you stay silent all these years though?”
Snape is thoughtful for a while and says, “same reason as you Harry, it wasn’t the right time to speak.”
Harry, “I did speak but no one heard me, it was like I was under the invisibility cloak. But then I didn’t know how to use words and form meaningful sentences. So I decided to keep quiet.”
Snape, “You speak as though you are on veritaserum now though. Have you been stealing from me?” he raises an eyebrow.
Harry giggles, “It’s like I understand you now because I’m kinda sorta in the same boat, misunderstood all my life, unrequited love and all that.”
Snape smiles and ruffles Harry’s hair, “you’re all grown up now kiddo.”
There’s a noise in his room and Harry gets up from his sleep startled. He says out loud, “shit that didn’t feel like a dream.”
Khaleesi is sitting on his chair, “missed me?” she laughs. Harry throws his pillow at her playfully.
She catches it and says, “Some of your dreams aren’t really dreams, are they Harry?”
She says, “Alexa please play Vampire by Olivia Rodrigo”.
THE END.
rachana rajan <3 