The next day, they rushed towards the hospital wing with Oliver right behind them. They had just started to enter the room when they got pushed back by a very angry looking Professor Snape.
"Shara's still asleep. I recommend not running towards her bed but walking," he sneered, as he looked at the three teenagers. “Ten points deducted from your Houses for running in the hall.”
"Go on, Harry, ask him?" whispered Ron, nudging Harry as they went into the hospital wing.
"All right, Professor Snape, sir, may I...may I ask you a question, you don't have to answer if you don't want to?" asked Harry.
Snape turned to glare at them. "Ask."
"Are you...are you Shara's father?" asked Harry, backing away from him as quickly as he could.
"I wish I was, Potter. I very much wish I was," said Snape, turning towards the bed which held Shara. "Now it's my turn to ask a question."
"All right,"
"Were you here last night using your father's invisibility cloak?"
"Yes, I was with Fred and George. We saw what you did for Shara."
"Very wise, I award Gryffindor five points for the use of your brain last night. And mind you, what you had suggested was a very good idea as it helped get Shara's body temp back to normal and from what Poppy said, Shara should be waking within the week," said Snape, walking out of the hospital wing. He stopped and turned, “One more thing, Mr. Potter. Twenty points will be deducted from your house for being out of bed during the night.”
Harry moaned under his breath, Snape had finally given him credit for his brain and then took fifteen points away from his house. He went into the wing after the others had all ready went into the wing and sat around Shara begging her to wake up. But they mainly talked about what the classes she was missing and that they miss her at practice. This went on for the rest of the day as soon as lunch came two or three Gryffindors would be at her side or after dinner the Gryffindors would have to share time with Professor Snape who for a change really didn't act that mean towards them as they figured he was just concerned about a student, who he saved from the brink of death.
© Copyright 2002 Beth Brownell