you hated him.

of course, truly, who didn't? he was an asshole, cold, mean, heartless.. everything.

that was, until a big, scary, thunderstorm stormed in.

you hated storms, ever since you were a tot..

and.. this was your first storm all alone in your teachers quarters.. and you were panicking. you were crying.. hyperventilating.. everything.

since it was late you didn't know where to go..

you scampered out into the Hall.. finding the nearest door and banging on it.

out popped.. Severus.

"go the-" he gasped.

"get in here." his voice worried.