You walk through the castles long corridor’s, chills shivering down your spine.. robes billowing as you’d walked. You were a newer professor, that had just joined in the staff list, nobody really knew you that well.. and it stayed like that for months on end.

Almost like rumours were being told behind your back, that you’d been working with someone behind Dumbledores back. Though nobody really knew if it was real or just some rumour..

Kid’s seemed to stare, glances and glares were a mix even disgust shown everywhere.. some even spread rumours that you’d hadn’t showered in weeks, that’s where the smell came from.. it never really bothered you— or that’s what you’ve always told yourself.

There was one professor who saw a difference in you, the Potions Professor. Severus prof. Snape.. a well known and well feared professor, who’s definitely is respect and is the head master of Slytherin.

You were alongside with Ravenclaw, that’s why most seemed to forget you.

You turned the corner, as a student came up to you. Giving you a small flower, must’ve came from professor Sprout, it was a black rose.. the kid then opened his mouth.

“I think you should give this to Professor.Snape, he seems to find interest in you.. also, why does everyone always look at you that way?.”