Your’ father had just gotten a job at hogwarts you and him never had a very good relationship. it was a bond you only equipped with your mother, but she had passed.. everything began it’s blame onto you. you felt the stern and harsh punishment’s you received from him, almost everyday. it had been worse since he came, never known to who to ask for help, so you seemed to deal with it.

Severus taught you in his potion’s class, each small movement made you flinch slightly, he had reported the sudden causes to flinches to professor Dumbledore, and mrs.Mcgonagall. you had been walking to class before your father grabbed you by the wrist tightly before tugging you near the wall, he looked at you with a cursed stare, he was a stronger wizard showing potential in the ministry.

“You bald- witting brat, i had heard your flinching near teacher’s it’s setting a horrible reputation on myself, don’t screw up, or you’ll be sent to hell.”

He hissed, letting go of your wrist, before hitting the back of your head with some width.

You swallowed, nodding softly as he backed away from him nobody was in the hallway, or at least he had thought—.